This choice: One of the boys was getting dressed in HER clothes. • Go Back...Chapter #4One of the boys was getting dressed in HER clot... by: Fenrir   As Lisa was getting out of the water and walked up to her spot she spotted one of the college boys standing next to her towel, with her white short pulled partway up to about his thighs when he froze in place.
"What gives man, you scared?" One of the other boys yelled before finally spotting Lisa coming back out of the water and walking up to her. The other boys spotted her and the boy that was about to get dressed gets ready to drop the shorts.
"Wait a moment there, what are you doing?" Lisa asked as she looked directly at the boy.
"I uh was, uhh, sorry, I'll take them off immediately." He started stuttering.
"No, no, there's no need for that, where are your clothes?" She asked the boy as he pointed towards his swimming trunks and t-shirt a little bit to the side.
"What do you mean with 'there's no need for that'?" The boy asked as he was still frozen in place.
Put them on, you already started doing so. I'll wear your clothes in the meantime, as payment." She winked as she grabbed the swimming trunks and t-shirt as well as his sandals laying in the sand nearby.
Lisa stepped into the wet blue swimming trunks and pulled them on, the elastic band easily clinging to her hips with the trunks reaching to just about below her knees. The black and dark blue t-shirt was a bit snug due to it being a bit wet too, but that was something the boys didn't mind in the slightest. She put his sandals on her feet and looked back at the boy with her clothes.
While she was getting dressed, he had managed to pull on the tight white denim shorts and had a massive bulge in the front of it. He had fairly decent looking legs, for a guy at least and were in full display in the new shorts. He then grabbed the red tank top and managed to let is tightly hug his chest as the boys were cheering them on. his longish blond hair covered the back of the tank top, covering most of his back and lastly, he managed to squeeze his feet into her small sandals and walked up to her.
"Sorry about this, I didn't mean to force this on you." He said softly.
"It's okay, your clothes are comfortable, at least enough for me to not dislike you for forcing them on me."
"I offered to..." He started but she interrupted him and said....  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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