Fortunately, Olivia jumped in. “Hmm… I’m assuming you had some visual aids that accompanied your story, Jennifer. Or do you have a speaking style that captivates young men?”
At this point we were all laughing and Jennifer was forced to jump in and defend herself. “Hey, going topless was more Jim’s idea than mine! And I can’t help it if I’m ‘captivating’ in the right environment.” She tried to look embarrassed, but you could tell she was pretty proud of herself.
“Did you really have a crowd?” Ken asked, clearly delighted by this story.
“Well, it probably wasn’t a ‘crowd’ as Jim would say, but when you are just sitting there with your boobs on display for the first time in your life in front of a bunch of young guys, it seems like a whole lot.”
“Wow,” said Olivia, clearly impressed. “I’m clearly the amateur here when it comes to laying out in the sun. I’m sorry I missed it. I could have learned something.”
“YOU’RE sorry you missed it?!?” Ken said in an exaggerated fashion. “So basically, every guy at the place has seen your assets, and after spending all this time with you guys, I get nothing? That seems unfair.”
Jennifer just smiled. Ken was close, but that wasn’t quite going to get it. It was killing me that we were just on the edge. Oh please, Olivia, Do something.
“Well, it seems like our tits have been on display to a bunch of potential weirdos that we don’t know, and I’m just about sweating to death after dancing so much. So if no one minds, I’m going to pull these straps down and give the girls some air. Last chance for complaints?”
Oh man, this was it. I think the whole crowd knew I was not going to complain. And Jennifer would never tell someone what to do, although she might make an excuse and leave. Ken, however, was not whooping and hollering and cheering like I thought he ought to. There was just a little pause, and I worried that the whole thing would come crashing down.
And then, against all odds, the miracle occurred. Jennifer spoke up. “Of course. It’s not a big deal at all, Olivia. And what kind of friend would I be if I wasn’t supportive. I’m kind of sticky in this tight dress myself, so if you’ll do it, I’ll do it. I’m just drunk enough and feel bad that Ken didn’t get to see the show yesterday. But you two guys better be thankful for this.
Olivia was right. It all revolved around Jennifer. If she was in, everything would work out.
And then it happened. Without any further ado, Olivia slipped the straps of her dress down off of her shoulders and pulled it down to her waist. It was glorious to see those tits for the first time. I would have considered her tits one the great highlights of the decade in any event, but wanting to see them so bad and finally getting them was great. And they were indeed great. They had a natural beauty to them and hung down just slightly, capped with some very hard nipples. She was clearly enjoying the attention and looking forward to anything that might happen next.
Jennifer, on the other hand, didn’t quite have a dress that could slip down so easily. It was tight on her, and a bit sweaty from the dancing. She stopped for a second, trying to figure out how to pull the dress down without doing damage to the goods, when I made a very generous offer. “Ken, could you do her a big favor and unzip the back of her dress?”