"My swimsuit is new and really itchy. I swim much better naked, so can I take it off too?"
"What?" Jenna replied, flabbergasted. "Of course you can't! This is a public pool. Also," she continued, looking around at the other children, another boy and a girl. "Wouldn't it be embarrassing being naked in front of someone you don't know?"
"It's okay, Miss Teacher," the girl spoke up. "They're my brothers. And you really aren't being fair."
"I think I'm being perfectly fair," Jenna replied, though an uneasy feeling began creeping up her spine. "Everyone has to wear a swimsuit in the pool."
"Then why aren't you?" the girl replied, pointing at Jenna.
"Sweetie, don't be silly, I-" Jenna began, but stopped upon seeing her bare breasts.
Jenna sputtered, moving her hands along her body, trying to grasp at fabric that wasn't there for nearly half a minute before turning back to the children, whose faces continued giving her an innocent, yet earnest stare. "AH!" Jenna screamed, turning around and swimming towards the deep end.
How could I have been so stupid!? she thought. The car ride, the locker room... and now I'm naked in front of these kids!? I'm lucky if I'll only get fired for this!
Her fearful thoughts were then interrupted by a loud splash, followed by childish laughter. Turning her attention back to the kids, she saw that the three had entered the water and had already made it halfway across the pool, where the water began to get deep. However, one of the boys, presumably the one who got splashed and also the one deepest in the pool, coincidentally, was beginning to flounder and struggle, splashing wildly.
Jenna instinctively sprang into action, concern for the child overcoming her mortification. Hurrying back towards the group, she scooped the boy in her arms and brought him back to the others. Fortunately, he hadn't breathed in any water, so he was fine once he could touch his feet to the pool floor.
"N-now then," Jenna stammered, crouching in the water and covering her breasts with her arms. "Don't do that again! I know you've been told not to swim into the deep end on your own without adult supervision."
"Sorry," the boy apologized, his face red with embarrassment from having to be saved. "Can we please have goggles now?"
"Goggles? Oh-Oh, right!" Jenna said, the lesson plan suddenly coming back to her. "I just need to go get them from the pool box-" she stopped mid-sentence.
Said box was on the corner of the pool room, and she would have to get out of the water to get the equipment. She thought perhaps to excuse herself to go find a towel, spare swimsuit for the staff, or something, but she had a feeling that if she left these kids alone again, they could get into even worse trouble.
"C-could you please, not look at me while I get them?" Jenna asked, her face turning red.
"Okay," the kids said, covering their faces with their hands. However, Jenna could see that all three of them had opened their fingers enough to still see what was happening.
Sighing, Jenna quickly exited the pool and dashed over to the box, covering her rear as she went. She tried to keep one hand there as she opened the box with her other hand and rummaged through to find the goggles. But the going was slow, as the goggles turned out to be underneath the flippers and kickboards, no doubt due to organizing incompetence. After a few seconds of this, she realized that her hand wasn't blocking much anyway and brought her other hand in so that she could get back in the water.
She needed this lesson to end now. Get the kids out of the pool area, grab a towel from the locker room, and get the heck out of dodge. If only there were some way...
A lightbulb moment pinged in her head.
Goggles in tow, she leaped back into the water and nearly threw the goggles at the trio. "All right then," Jenna said nervously, covering up as before. "So I know that today the plan was going to be swimming underwater, but unfortunately the water is still dark and murky, as you can see." she looked down, indicating the clouded pool. "So, sadly, we'll just have to do treading practice and call it early-"
A loud whirring noise suddenly broke her speech. The filters had reactivated!
Jenna's face paled as the fogginess faded away allowing a clear view of everything underwater, including the three naked bodies in front of her.
"W-Why are you all naked!?" she screeched. "Where are your swimsuits?"
"I told you, I swim better naked." the first boy replied. "And hey, it's not fair that you get to swim naked while we have to wear itchy swimsuits."
"Yeah!" "Naked swim! Naked swim!" the others added.
These kids are crazy! Jenna screamed internally, looking around frantically for their discarded clothes.
"Hey, Jenna," Malcolm's voice called out as he entered through the doors. "We got the filters back up and running, so everything's good to-" he stopped, stunned by the view of Jenna's naked body hunched over in the pool and three naked bouncing bottoms mooning in his direction. "Wh-Wha-?!" he stammered.
Jenna couldn't take this anymore. "LongStory,AccidentISwear,CoverForMe,GottaGo,ExplainItAllLaterByeAAAAAAAA!&# 34; she screamed, words flinging from her mouth as she charged up the stairs, both arms across her breasts, too panicked to cover her crotch, nearly bowling over Malcolm as she dove into the locker rooms.
Fortunately, she still had her key, so she was able to open up her locker and grab her belongings. Too freaked out to search for a towel, she put on her socks and shoes, and tore through her handbag in search of any wearable clothing. Unable to find any, she positioned the bag in front of her lower body, covered her breasts with her other arm, and slammed through the emergency exit on her way to her car in front of the parking lot.
Back in the parking lot, she noticed that a lot more cars had arrived and some people were still in the parking lot. Doing her best to ignore the gasps and cries of people beholding her body, wearing only a damp set of socks and shoes. "Why did I park so close to the front door!?" she wailed.
After only a minute and a half, but what felt like forever, she got to her car.
"Come on, come on, open!" she hissed, having trouble fitting the key into the lock and covering herself at the same time.
A sudden wave of gasps distracted her attention as she saw a large group of people bursting out of the entrance. At that moment, she cringed as she realized: The emergency exits are programmed to sound the alarm when opened. She just drew the entire exercise club to her predicament! There were even some students she knew from school in that group!
Amidst all the hoots, cheers, and catcalls, she got the door open, sprung inside, slammed it shut, and drove out of there as fast as she could.
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