Chapter 1 (The Awakening)
John and Christina Agular were married shortly after they graduated from Sonoma Heights high school. They had been boy friend-girl friend all through school and everyone knew they would one day get married.
John was outgoing and on the varsity football team. However Christina wasn't a cheerleader like most of the jocks went after. She was a quiet, shy girl who dressed conservatively.
As they were just starting their life together, they lived in an apartment complex. Their apartment was in a unique position in the complex. The front looked out toward the main street passing by the apartments. But because their apartment was at the end of the building, the bedroom looked out over the pool and jacuzzi spa area.
John liked the view. Or more specifically, he liked the view of the other hot women in the complex when they visited the pool or spa. Some of the bikinis were amazingly small. John wished Christina would wear something like that instead of the one piece suit she insisted on wearing. Christina, at 5 foot 9 inches tall and the measurements of 38-24-34 could have easily been a model. If she was more outgoing and she didn't have D cup breasts.
John's birthday was about a week away and Christina wanted to do something special for John but really couldn't come up with any ideas. He was always trying to get her to wear some high heels, some tops that showed more cleavage, short skirts that really would show off her long legs, and one of those skimpy bikinis. She always agreed to wear something like that for John but only inside and never out in public. It would be too embarrassing. Christina was sure something would come to her before John's birthday.
After dinner as John came walking out of the bedroom wearing his swimming trucks, John said, "Lets go down to the Jacuzzi and relax for a while?"
"Ok," replied Christina. "Grab a couple of beers and I'll go change."
"I'll meet you at the tub", shouted John as he grabbed a small ice cooler and headed out the door.
Christina grabbed her new swim suit she had bought this year. A black one piece suit that was cut higher on the thigh then she would have liked but she liked the style. It also buttoned down in the front to her naval although she only left 2 buttons undone. This left a little cleavage showing. Overall the swimsuit was well suited for her body and she liked it. She was sure John would like it also.
Christina walked down the stairway and rounded the corner on the complex heading toward the gate into the pool/spa area. The spa was in a secluded corner of the area surrounded on 3 sides by some tall hedges. She could hear some voices as she drew close and thought one sounded like Jasmine. As she rounded the corner sure enough there sat Teresa.
Great she though, John's eyes will be popping out of his head while Teresa was there and her roommate Jasmine showed up, the two girls would undoubtedly be flirting with John regardless if Christina was there or not.
"Hey baby, look who's here", said John.
"Hey Chris," chimed Teresa.
"Hey Teresa," Christina said.
As she slipped into the hot water of the tub squeezing between her husband John and Teresa she wondered why they always tried to sit so close to him when they knew he was married. They were lesbian after all. If they wanted a man, they should go find their own.
"Hiya guys."
And as quick as that, Jasmine walked up. Wearing what could be called a bikini only in the most extreme case. It was barely 3 pieces of white cloth and several strings that tied it together.
"Wow!" said John his eyes about to pop out of his head.
Jasmine just grins as she slips into the hot, steamy water.
"I just got it today and couldn't wait to wear it." Jasmine cooed.
"Where would you buy something that skimpy around here?" asked Christina.
"Oh, we bought these on-line," replied Teresa as she stood up revealing a bright pink thing bikini.
John couldn't believe his eyes. He swore he could see through the fabric. Surely the light and shadows were tricking his eyes.
"Yeah, at a place called Wicked Weasel," Jasmine said as she stood up.
Her bikini has turned almost completely transparent.
Christina couldn't believe that their two friends were wearing something like that. Jasmine was sliding back into the water as the group of friends heard someone yell out, "Who wants a beer?"
Everyone turned to see Mark and Sherrie walking toward the tub. Mark and Sherrie live in the apartment next to John and Sherrie. The walls were so thin in the apartments that Mark heard John and Sherrie talking about going to the Jacuzzi.
Mark and Sherrie stopped as everyone was looking at them and asked. "What?"
Simultaneously John and Christina said, "Nothing."
"We were showing our new bikinis to John and Christina," said Teresa as she stood up to show off her new suit. Jasmine followed Teresa and stood up in her nearly invisible bikini.
"How damn, why don't you wear something like that?" said Mark to his wife.
"Well, one I wouldn't know where to buy one. Two, would you let me wear something like that out here? And three, I'd have to molest you after I had it on for about 3 minutes. Or you'd attack me," Sherrie said laughing.
"I ordered several bikinis and have one you can try on if you want," said Jasmine.
Mark looked expectantly at Sherrie, "Well?"
"Ok, let's go get one." Sherrie said as she and Jasmine headed off.
Christina's face was flushed and it was not from the heat of the water. She didn't understand how the other women could wear something so provocative and revealing. Her pussy began to get wetter too and it wasn't from the water either.
A few minutes later Jasmine and Sherrie came running back to the Jacuzzi from changing into new bikinis. Jasmine had changed into a yellow one and Sherrie had on a pink bikini. Both looked like a normal skimpy bikini like before. However when both women sat down into the water, both suits appeared to change color slightly.
Mark told Sherrie to stand up so they could get a better look. When she stood up, the bikini was transparent and everyone in the tub could see her small nipples and shaved pussy lips protruding into a camel toe shape.