My one friend Lisa who is my roommate and two others, Barbara and Jane, who where actually more Lisaβs friends than mine went to the Caribbean over winter break. Lisa and I were only invited when two of Barbara's friends bailed out at the last minute. I don't think Barbara actually wanted me to come since she seems to view me as a rival. I don't know why since she is quite good looking and never has any trouble with the guys. She has dirty blond hair and is about 5, 5 and probably weighs about 130 to 135. She has an average chest and nice figure. Let me describe the others while I'm at it. Jane is a little shorter with dark hair. She probably weighs around 120 pound but has a much smaller chest than Barbara. Lisa, my roommate, is 5, 5 with long dark hair. She weighs 130 with a 32, 26, 32 figure, very athletic like myself. I have blonde hair and am on the tall side at 5 9. I weigh 125 and have a 36c 24, 34 figure.
Lisa and I met freshman year on the swim team. Don't get me wrong, I love Lisa. We do everything together, but she's always getting me in trouble. Some times on purpose I think. She always gets me started and like a fool I carry through and do something I shouldn't. Well back to the trip. Because Lisa and I made our plans at the last minute we were on a different plane than Barbara and Jane. Their flight was first thing in the morning while Lisa and I were on a late morning flight with a change in Miami. Everything went well until we arrived and I couldn't find my bag.
Well after an hour or so the airline put a trace on it and told me they'd deliver it when it arrived. Barbara and Jane had already left for the resort so we grabbed a cab when we were done. Boy was it hot. Usually you have a nice breeze, but not that day. By the time we got to the resort we were both soaked thanks to our un-air conditioned cab. We ran into Barbara and Jane just as they were headed down to the beach to look around. The room had one bedroom that Barbara and Jane had already moved into and a nice eat-in kitchen. It looked like Lisa and I were living on the pull out bed in the living room area. Not that bad though compared to some arrangements I've had.
Lisa and I needed a shower before heading out thanks to our cab ride. Lisa showered first and had already changed into her shorts and tee shirt when I finished and came out with a towel wrapped around me. Now for the first of what would turn out to be a continuing problem. What to wear? With the airline loosing my bag, the only clothes I had were my jeans and long sleeve shirt, which were soaked. Lisa offered one of her tee shirts but being a little larger up top I couldn't fit it over my breasts. I tied several of her shirts including her bikini top with the same results. Lisa said, "Why don't we just head down to the beach. You don't need anything there."
"Ha ha" I said. I was going to try one of Barbara's shirts but I didn't want to get on her bad side. I decided to call the airline to see if my bag had come in on the next flight. Standing there in only a towel, Barbara and Jane walked in with these two guys they had just met. I explained what had happened and Barbara and Jane just laughed. The guys didn't seem to mind. They echoed Lisa's earlier comments saying you can go nude down here. There I am on the phone trying to communicate with this guy from the airline that I can barely understand me dressed only in a towel with a room full of people telling me that I don't need any cloths down here. "Lots of women go topless and naked," they said. While waiting on hold, Barbara offered me one of her dresses saying, " I hope it fits," as the gang walked out the door. Eventually I gave up and hung up the phone. Lisa said that the others were heading out to a night club and for us to meet them there later.
I tried on the dress Barbara had left me. It was a nice black mini dress that fit pretty well except for two problems. Remember I'm a couple inches taller than Barbara so the dress didn't quite make it to mid thigh on me. That wasn't that bad, I had worn really short skirts before. The real problem was that the dress was suppose to have those optional clip-on shoulder straps, but they were nowhere to be found. Lucky my breasts are a little bigger than Barbara's and it looked liked like the dress would stay up without the straps. At least that's what Lisa kept telling me.
There she goes again getting me into trouble. Lisa loaned me a set of her thong panties, which I wore under the dress. A bra wasn't possible with this outfit. By now it was dark and Lisa had changed into a nicer shorts outfit for going out later. Well we decided to walk around and see the place before getting something to eat. After walking down to the beach area I decided that walking wasn't what this outfit was made for. Well my breasts were holding the dress up but just barely. I had to keep pulling it up to keep it in place. I couldn't pull it up too far through; there wasn't much covering my butt. Lisa made some comment that the towel probably covered more. I responded by saying that it probably would stay on better as well.
We wondered around for a little more until we came across this nice restaurant in the resort. We had a nice dinner and several drinks. By the time we finished we weren't feeling much pain. I didn't really want to go to the nightclub but Lisa insisted; so we took a cab to the place. Turns out it was only about a mile away. Probably could have walked it. We went inside and found Barbara and Jane at a table in the back. When Barbara saw me in her dress her mouth dropped. She said, "I know you have bigger boobs than me but you still could have worn the straps. You don't need to flaunt them at me."