A Stolen Bikini Top

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©Ruslan Lobanov

I began walking towards the open door, concentrating on not spilling the two cups of iced tea. And I blame the fact I was concentrating for not noticing that Sue had a firm hold of one tie of my bikini top. As I walked away from her the bow popped open and, just as I felt it loosen, the bikini fell from around me.

My shoulders tensed and I tried to squeeze my arms over my chest, but I couldn’t do that and carry the teas at the same time. I strategically positioned the two glasses and turned around to face Sue. I noticed Jim quickly point his camera in my direction.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked her, my cheeks glowing from a combination of anger and embarrassment.

Sue pulled the bikini top towards her and bundled it up in one hand.

Read the rest of the story, and 11 other ENF stories, in Naked Women in Shorts

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