On what was going to look like another stupidly hot summer day according to the weather forecast, a trip to the waterpark with the kids was mandatory. There was no way in the world we were going to stay in our basement all day with all of them climbing at the walls, just because it's cooler down there. So early enough to beat the line up and the heat, we packed a minimum of snacks and sunscreen, we were all wrapped up in our swimsuits and jumped in the car.
During the fortunately short trip there and seeing how the kids couldn't control themselves at the thought of going down water slides, we crash landed in the parking lot as usual. Somehow, being rushed like that was going to help us get in without feeling the temperature climb too much. We had to get in the water as early as possible.
We got in line with only a dozen people ahead of us. This was going to be a quick way in. A sigh of relief ensued.
As the kids kept chatting and joking out loud, making themselves heard all over the check in area, we saw Nathalie and her daughters turn our way to wave hi. Her arms were loaded with bags of supplies, but underneath, I saw that she was wearing a kind of light black strapless see through summer dress, with a pleated pattern and ruffles at the sleeves.
It was a good thing we caught her here at the check in area, before she went loose in the park. Running into her was an unexpected surprise, but a very welcome one at the same time. That meant that the kids were going to have friends to play with, and disperse the overall excess of energy at the same time. Funny sometimes how chemistry makes it that girls can have that effect on boys.
Instead of yelling across, we all waited until we got inside to get together and chat.
'Hey, Jess.' said Nat. 'How are you? I had a feeling you'd be here today, but I didn't think of asking. Is it okay if we tag along? '
'Hi, sure! Of course, please, come on! At least with you, it's always easier to split and get the kids together on rides of their own age. Everyone's happy, that way.'
'Right. Ok, let's go find a spot... Hey, nice dress by the way!'
You, my love, wore a lovely dress, indeed. It was a grey summer dress with yellow checkered patterns you had just bought. It had a low and airy neckline, allowing to show ample cleavage. It cut a little shorter than average at the bottom, and tied nicely with a big chunky knot in the neck. The extensible fabric looked tight yet soft and very thin, clinging nicely to your curves.
I kept an eye on the kids as I walked behind the group, with my watchful eye. Just as expected, my senses suddenly became sharp and alert as soon as I stepped foot in the park. Not only is this place overstimulating for me, or for anyone, really, with the white noise of distant chatter mixed in with thumping beach music, the odors and colors - add today's overwhelming heat to keep you from thinking - but it's also where the analytical half of my brain goes into overdrive.
I've always been deeply mystified and fascinated by the human anatomy, and in that kind of place, from behind my sunglasses, I just can't help but stare at everyone's various body types: fat, thin, muscular, hairy, tall, tanned, gross... or curvy, opulent, busty, name it. I assume that's the artist in me, trying to understand and decipher reality, so I can recreate it in my own way.
When we all settled our spot in the shade of a tree, we all stripped down to our swimsuits. You had your usual bikini: an elegant red top and a high rise black bottom with metal loops binding the front and the back. As for Nat, she was donning a cute cyan tankini.
Then everyone kind of scattered, depending on what the kids wanted to do. You and Nat headed off to the kiddie pool with the young ones, while I left for the bigger rides with the bigger kiddos.
Those waiting lines, seemingly longer today than usual, are a necessary pain. As we waited under the scorching sun until we got in the water for 2 minutes, we killed time by playing games and singing rhymes. We ended up doing 6 or 7 different rides, I wasn't too sure, anymore. Some were just done with faster than I thought.
Then, when the kids get a little more hyper and start complaining about being hungry, that's when you look at your watch and realize time zoomed by: how can it be almost noon, already?
As I was getting soaked from head to toe, zipping down that last slide with the crazy carpet before heading back for lunch, I saw your silhouette at the bottom of the ride, along with Nat and the kids.
Why were you wearing your dress?
As the kids and I all walked up to your group, you were staring at me, arms crossed, looking falsely irritated with a smile at the corner of your lip.
'Hi - What? What's going on?' I said, darting my eyes everywhere.
'Well... Jess experienced what you would call a little wardrobe malfunction.' said Nat, when she saw you weren't answering. 'She was just coming down this tiny slide at the splash pad when one of her bikini loops must have caught in one of the junctions of the slide. It... snapped.'
'Oh...' I said, looking down.
'...and... well, before she starts flashing everyone, I think she tried to tie it back up so she could finish the day with it, but yeah... Guess it didn't work. So she took it all off, instead. Isn't that right, Jess?'
It all became clear now. Usually, when we're about to leave the water park and you don't want your dress to get wet, you pull off this little magic trick of slipping out of your bikini from under the dress. It's enough to give me dirty ideas every time, even though it's just for the good of the cause. But today, we weren't about to leave just yet, and that meant you had simply resolved to go Commando around the park for the rest of the day.
Looking closer, I could now tell that your big juicy breasts were indeed looking like they were hanging free. Even your thick nipples could poke through more easily without that extra barrier.
At the light of the outcome from this unfortunate little incident, my brain would've already opened the valves to my cock, making it inflate noticeably and turn my swim trunks into a tent, but the thing was that we're in the middle of a crowded waterpark. I couldn't get carried away, there were people all around.
And there was Nat, standing there, looking a little embarrassed. Was there something else going on that I didn't know?
On the other hand, I could see why. Outside of us two knowing how to share this more intimate detail, Nat was the only other one in on it, and knew how delicate it was going to be for you to cope without risking exposing yourself, especially seeing how short your dress is. More precisely, that dress cut probably not more than an inch or two below the cheeks.
That's right, your naked butt was dangerously within reach and it was bound to make me go down in IQ fast.
You were still staring at me with that same frown but you looked amused more than anything. You knew how that kind of situation could activate my dirty mind, but you were also stuck in the same circumstances as me. With the simple flick of a wrist, you could've easily started teasing and torturing me, though you would have been unable to really express yourself if all this was getting very arousing for both of us.
And that was it. There was a lot of unspoken tension, a lot of assumptions, because of the virgin ears that were close by. Usually, I know of a few ways to crack dirty jokes at you, unbeknownst to the children, even when they're within earshot. But in Nat's presence, I didn't want to start insisting on the obvious. I made it look like this was no laughing matter and that I shouldn't start acting like a pervert over this serious issue... though deep down, this was troubling me. Substantially.
The walk back to the picnic tables was enough to get my mind racing again. From behind you, I was watching the bottom of your dress flutter in the wind, giving me tiny glimpses of your ass cheeks rolling together. Wow... and to think that you were going to walk around the park all day like this. And to top it off, you were side by side with Nat, whom I had to admit she did have a cute butt, adding to the torrid image I had in front of me.
So we sat down for a quick lunch break at the picnic tables. The kids wolfed down everything and were up and running again just as fast. As all of them waddled and splashed in the kiddie pool, close by, it was only us three adults at the table.
