In an attempt to regain my self respect, I decided to share a most intimate occurrence. I share this with all of you now, because in some weird way sharing this experience makes it less mortifying. And of course, may help us all get a good laugh!
This past weekend I went on a first date. I have known my date from college but we never considered our relationship to be more than friendly. When he invited me to go out for a day on the beach, I couldn’t say no to a day in the sun. Now I kinda wish I had…
I was wearing a new bathing suit that I had bought in the beginning of the season and probably wore every beach day I’ve had. Well there was sand on my towel and I wanted to shake it out. I bent over, and snap went my top!
I think I was in shock as my breasts careened out into the open air. I don’t know who was looking except that my date had turned away respectfully when it happened. I tried to remain calm as my palms started to sweat and my pulse was racing.
I reached behind my back to secure the straps in place once again. To my utter horror I found that the plastic hook meant to keep my privates private was broken in two! I thought fast and it seemed that my only resolution was to put my shirt on. I was hoping that my beige shirt wasn’t see-through as I faced my date’s back in an attempt to cover myself.
Who knows how many beachgoers I flashed as I tried in vain to hold my top in place while pulling a shirt over my head. But at that point, who cares? All I could do was try to preoccupy my mind with something other than the event that just occurred. Needless to say, that was one unforgettable date.