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By the time we'd had lunch I no longer wanted to go swimming with Tristan. The thrill of almost getting caught naked this morning had been exciting, but that had long since worn off and now I was only apprehensive about what he had planned. The local water park was too public. There was too much that could go wrong. It wasn't the same as larking about at home where only our parents could catch us.
"You don't have a choice," my little brother said, reminding me that he had all the leverage and I had to do as he said.
"Fine," I huffed. "I'll go and get my bathing suit."
"No need," Tristan said, grinning like an idiot. "I'll get you something new on the way."
I absolutely did not want him to get me something new, but I knew that arguing would achieve nothing. I grabbed my phone and followed Tristan out to the car. Neither of us had our own car yet so we had to use Mom's.
"I think I'd better drive," Tristan said with a smirk. A few months ago I'd borrowed the car and accidentally crashed it. I'd then claimed the car had been stolen. Tristan found out and that was why I now had to do everything he said. If he told Mom and Dad they'd never buy me my own car.
I rolled my eyes and got into the passenger seat. As we drove to the mall, I watched Tristan drive. He had grown up so much since the last time I really looked at him. His broad shoulders filled out his shirt and his strong arms flexed as he shifted gears.
"Give me your underwear sizes so I can buy you the right size suit," he said looking at me expectantly.
"I can pick up the sizes myself."
"No, no. I don't want to spoil the surprise. You're staying in the car. Tell me the sizes or I'll have to guess," he said.
With a reluctant sigh, I gave my brother my underwear sizes and then waited anxiously for him to return. When he got back he had a small rucksack.
"One new bathing suit, plus a towel and the other essentials for going swimming," he said, tossing the bag into the backseat before I could get a look inside.
As we arrived at the water park, my nerves only grew. I just knew that I was not going to like whatever was in that bag. Nevertheless, I followed Tristan to the changing rooms.
"I'll meet you in the pool," Tristan said as he headed to the men's locker room.
Once inside, I opened the bag and pulled out the bright red bikini that my brother had bought for me. I groaned when I saw the size. He'd deliberately chosen items that were too small for me. I looked at the almost non-existent outfit and wondered why he enjoyed humiliating me so much. With a deep breath, I stripped out of my clothes and put on the bikini. It barely covered my ample chest, and I felt exposed and vulnerable.
I looked at myself in the mirror. The triangles of fabric covered little more than my nipples, and plenty of breast spilled out of either side. The panties were so tight that they may as well have been a thong. It would only take a few steps to cause them to disappear up my ass cracks. The bikini was so small that I could only just tie the straps. I felt like a violent enough sneeze would cause the whole thing to spring undone. I would just have to get into the water as quickly as possible.
I tucked my bag in my locker and then headed out to the pool where Tristan was waiting. "Looking good, sis!" he said, grinning at me.
He was wearing a pair of black shorts that came almost down to his knees. I had to admit that his body had developed a lot since the last time we'd come swimming together. His body was now covered in lean muscles. He looked fit and toned, and I could see why the girls were starting to take notice of him. But I was getting plenty of attention too.
Eyebrows raised as I went by and eyes fell on the tiny fabric that covered my body. One man was staring so much that his wife slapped him. I noticed a teenager adjust his shorts under the water before pointing me out to his friend. One woman tutted with disapproval.
I felt my whole face burn with embarrassment and I tried to ignore the stares of the other people at the pool as I slowly made my way to the edge of the pool. The bikini was too small, so every movement I made felt restricted and uncomfortable. Despite this, I managed to make it into the water without flashing anyone in the process.
Once in the water, people forgot about me, and I began to relax and enjoy myself. The coolness of the water helped ease my nerves, and soon enough I was splashing around with Tristan, racing him across the pool.
"Let's go on the slide," Tristan said, pointing at the massive twisting slide that went all the way around the park before opening out into the main pool. When we were little we'd come here every weekend and we used to have competitions to see which of us could ride the slide the most.
"Yeah, okay," I agreed smiling as I followed him out of the pool. I'd actually started to relax and was having so much fun that I'd forgotten all about Tristan's true intentions.
"I'll go first," Tristan said when we reached the top of the slide. He sat down at the top of the slide and then he was gone. He was beaming with enjoyment as he turned the first corner and vanished from sight.
I sat down at the top of the slide and waited for the lifeguard to tell me when it was safe to go. After a minute or so she gave me the all-clear and I pushed off down the slide. I laid back and hurtled down the slide, the cool water carrying me along. As I turned the first corner I felt my bikini string snag on the plastic of the slide.
Fuck.
The strings were too short as it was. I grabbed my bottoms with one hand and my top with the other, and hoped that I'd be able to keep them on until I reached the bottom. With every corner I turned I felt the slide pull on the strings a bit more.
"Oh, shit," I said as I felt the strings undo completely.
Finally, I saw the tunnel that signified the end of the slide. I was relieved that I'd managed to hold onto my bikini. I coursed into the tunnel and shot out the end. I lifted off the slide at the end and was sent flying through the air. My arms slipped and my eyes widened as I watched both parts of my bikini fly off me. For a brief moment, I was suspended naked in the air for everybody to see. And then I crashed down into the water. The water closed over my head and I vanished from sight, praying that nobody had noticed me.
I emerged from under the water and wiped the water out of my face. I looked around frantically for my bikini. It was nowhere in sight. Several amused faces were staring my way, but the majority of people seemed not to have noticed the naked 19-year-old come flying off the water slide.
My face burned bright red as I looked around, being careful to keep the water up to my neck. I was completely naked below the surface but as long as I didn't draw any attention to myself nobody would notice. The terror of an entire water park seeing me naked was making my heart slam against my chest. My head was spinning as I struggled to find my clothes.
I couldn't see Tristan anywhere. I knew he was around somewhere. He was hiding in some place where he could watch me without me being able to see him. I strongly suspected that my bikini was with him too.
The pool was only half full but there were still plenty of people around the pool. I could either move around the water for a few hours, wait for everybody to clear out, and then emerge from the water. Or I could make a run for it now.
I looked around for the lifeguard. If I told her what had happened she'd probably go and get a towel for me at least. I caught sight of the lifeguard up at the top of the pool. She was holding a flotation ring and talking to another girl. I'd wait until she was finished with the girl, I didn't want anybody else to know about my predicament.
As I waited patiently for the lifeguard to finish talking, my eyes wandered. I could see a chair up against the wall not too far away. It had a towel on it, and what looked like a pair of flip-flops. I could probably get to the towel without anybody seeing much.
As I tried to come up with some kind of plan, Tristan appeared next to me in the water. I didn't want him to see how relieved I was to see him.
"How you doing?" he asked smiling mischievous and trying not to laugh at my predicament.
I glared at him, my cheeks on fire. "I'm naked," I hissed, positioning myself so he was blocking me from the rest of the pool.
"You should have seen your face when you came flying out of the slide," he chuckled.
"Where's my bikini?" I asked, knowing very well that he had it. I glanced down into the water and wondered if it was in his pocket.
"Don't worry about that," he said. He moved closer and I felt his hand brush against my leg. His fingers stroked up my thigh, heading for my vagina.
"Tristan this is not the time or place," I whispered furiously.
"Isn't it?" he asked innocently. He stared into my eyes and thrust his hips forward, his hardness pressing against my naked leg. I backed away from him until my back hit the edge of the pool.
We were in one of the quieter corners, away from the main bulk of people and with Tristan standing where he was nobody in the pool could see me. There was an ice cream bar behind me but it was too far away for anybody to see much of anything.
His fingers slid up my pussy lips gently, just teasing the area, getting a feel for it.
