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Everyone in this story is over 18 years old.
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I’m 41 years old. I used to be really obese.
Now I’m just overweight.
I am 5’10” and I weigh 207 pounds. Last summer I weighed 267 pounds.
I have ventured over to the neighborhood pool to have my first swim of the summer. A celebratory swim to reward myself for losing so much weight.
I used to have to use the ladder to ease myself into the water, but now I can dive in again.
Big mistake.
As I dive in, I can immediately feel my suit sliding down my legs.
My first thought is “the answer to the question that no one has asked is yes, yes you should spring for a new suit if you’ve lost 50 pounds since the last time you’ve worn this one.”
My next thought is “wow, that suit came off like it was shot out of a canon!”
I’m sure you can guess my next thought.
“Holy crap, I am naked in the pool. I’ve got to put my suit back on before anybody notices.”
I am surprised elazığ escort how far my dive took me. I am at mid pool when I stop and tread water scanning the surface to locate my floating trunks.
No luck. I take a second to scan the area to see if anyone has noticed.
As far as I can tell, no one outside the pool has paid me any mind.
Now I look to see who else is in the water. There are about 6 teenagers off to one corner. Two guys and four girls. I recognize one of the girls. She lives two doors down. Just graduated from high school as I recall.
They aren’t looking my way, so that’s good I think.
Now I am thinking my suit must have sunk to the bottom, which sucks because it is 10 feet deep and I am not great at holding my breath for that long.
But no, I don’t see it there either.
I am trying not to panic as I continue to scan the pool for my suit.
There are four middle aged ladies bobbing in the shallow erzincan escort end chit chatting. Two other ladies, who I’d guess are in their 30’s are sitting at the pools edge about halfway down, dangling their legs into the water. They are stunning. If I wasn’t in my current predicament, they would be the focus of all my attention. But now, all I can think about is “dear God, please don’t look over here.”
My thoughts are interrupted by one of the teens calling out, “excuse me, is everything okay?”
This causes everyone to turn in my direction.
“Fine, I say.”
“You sure you haven’t lost something?”
All of her friends start to laugh.
“Do you have my suit?” I call out.
My second big mistake. Now everyone knows I don’t have a suit on.
This question is met with more laughter and it is obvious to me that I am not getting my suit back.
Decision time. My towel is on a chair at the deep end side of erzurum escort the pool.
If I get out in the shallow end, I can cover my currently very shriveled penis, but then its a long walk to my towel.
If I get out at the deep end I can’t cover my privates, but then it’s just a few steps to my towel.
I choose deep end.
As I swim towards it, all the teens drop under the waterline to watch me. As I hit the pool edge, they all bob up laughing, and one of them shouts, “oh my God,” it’s so small!
I lift myself to get out of the pool, mooning everyone in the process.
Unfortunately, I don’t have the upper body strength to pull this off and fall back in.
So this time I have to lift and turn so that my butt smacks down on the edge giving everyone a full frontal view and me a view of them, a smile on every one of their faces.
“Oh gosh it is small” says one of the middle aged women as I rise up and race over to grab my towel.
Two of the girls who were able to exit the pool much easier and quicker than I could, have phones in hand, documenting my humiliation, with plans to share it with friends over the coming weeks.
I make a dash for the changing room. As the door behind me closes, I hear waves of laughter wash over me.
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