I'm not much of a party guy, but everyone said it was supposed to be a great party. Okay, why not. John was a friend of mine, and he always seemed to attract more than his share of hot looking women.
Maybe a dozen people were at John's house that night, but all the women were good looking. I did not regret taking time to stop by. Most of the people were down by the pool, and I got a drink from the bar up on the deck and headed that way too.
John's girl friend, Sherry, stopped me on the way "Hey, you can't go swimming like that. Get those clothes off!"
She was wearing a skimpy, light-blue bikini that I couldn't look at without starting to drool. I was just about to retort with something like, "Well, I will if you will," which I figured would get laughed off at the same time it so accurately reflected my lust to see the rest of her body.
Before I had a chance, she continued, "There's extra bathing suits in the dressing room by the pool if you're shy."
That stopped me for a moment. "If I was shy?" Not exactly, but if I wasn't mistaken, that was an even better innuendo than the one I had planned. Nudeness would have been nice, but I wasn't certain that it was the uniform of the day, or the evening either. Since the other guests around the pool were in swim wear, I picked out a suit in the dressing room and joined them.
The drinks flowed freely, the conversations rolled along, and I was having a good time. I noticed some of the guests had paired up, and a few of the women had shed their tops. My cock started to notice too, so I tried to keep my eyes away from the display of bouncing charms and concentrate on being suave and casual about the nudity.
I decided a swim in the pool would help cool me off a bit. Swimming under water from the deep end towards the shallow end, I bumped into someone which startled me into surfacing.
"Oh, hi Sherry. Sorry about running into you. I wasn't watching where I was going."
"No problem. Here, have a drink and talk with me a bit."
She was standing in the pool, but had a drink in her hand. As I stood up, she waved to someone at the bar. By the time I was finished spluttering around, wiping the water from my face, and catching my breath, she had an extra drink waiting.