Wet, White Tee

19 Jan

Anyone with eyes knows what happens to nipples in a wet, white tee. Anyone with tits knows exactly how to use a shirt like that to her advantage.
 
I “forgot” my bathing suit, again.
 
Don’t tell him, but I secretly enjoy the feeling of spontaneity, of roughing it with the shirt he provides. Of course he chooses white, out of the wide assortment of colorful, manly cotton in his possession.
 
A plain, white tee.
 

There’s a science to wetting it. You might be inclined to put your whole body in the hot tub, all at once, attempting to warm yourself from the short journey across the deck in the 18º air.
 
But wait.
 
You don’t just dunk, going from dry to wet immediately. No. You let the tee gradually absorb the water, the dampness crawling from ribcage to the undersides of your breasts.
 
It is the slowest, wettest strip tease. And you don’t even have to undress.
 
The fabric molds against your curves. You feel its heavy cling and you pretend not to notice his eyes lingering there. You pretend not to notice that your shirt is wet at all, instead sipping your drink nonchalantly and inching your toes up his thigh while maintaining normal conversation.
 
Dip your nipples in quickly, as if by accident. Let him see them. Let him see you notice his intent gaze. Just as quickly, submerge yourself to your shoulders, play a game of hide-and-seek.
 

How long do you think it will take him to pull you onto his lap so he can palm your tits, rolling your diamond nipples between thumb and forefinger? Two minutes?
 
I bet less. I bet in one minute you will find yourself straddling his thighs, cotton-clad breasts pressed just under his chin. If you are lucky, he’ll seek the taste of cotton, choosing to suckle your stiff peaks, pulling them between his teeth. If you’re very lucky, his free hand will knead your previously tenderized bottom, the heat from the tub blurring the distinction between pleasure and pain even more.
 
And if he’s very, very lucky, when the two of you emerge from the water, you will keep that wet, white tee on just long enough to appreciate all of its effects.

12 Responses to “Wet, White Tee”

  1. steve January 20, 2011 at 4:04 am #

    if you forgot the suit, I’d make you go witout one. Bu I’m mean that way ;). Excellent post.

    • Barely Pink January 20, 2011 at 10:19 pm #

      Thanks, Steve! Going without a tee or a suit would take an entirely different, but not unfavorable direction. 🙂

  2. Jon January 20, 2011 at 8:05 am #

    Hot post Pink!! Was this a recent real life experience or a fantasy of yours? Great topics 🙂

    • Barely Pink January 20, 2011 at 10:20 pm #

      Oh, Jon, it’s real. I plan on forgetting my suit again tomorrow. Thanks!

  3. D January 20, 2011 at 3:30 pm #

    Pink,
    You look sexy with or without a t-shirt.

    But I *REALLY* enjoy when you get out of the hot tub in that wet shirt and the freezing cold air hits your nipples again. 🙂

    • Barely Pink January 20, 2011 at 10:21 pm #

      Get that tee ready. I’ll see you tomorrow night. But then it’s not so spontaneous. So perhaps I should bring my suit? 😉

  4. Sierra January 20, 2011 at 9:08 pm #

    Um… yum! I think I need some time alone now…

    • Barely Pink January 20, 2011 at 10:22 pm #

      🙂 Alone time is an underestimated importance. I highly recommend it!

  5. Zelle January 20, 2011 at 11:39 pm #

    OMG PINK! That was a great little read! ((pant pant!))

    Hey.. I just read… that a FLORIDA MOM just got arrested .. cause her T-shirt got wet at the water park where she took her autistic son to play… I do believe they said it was her 3rd offense (and she was only showing her bra under that wet T-shirt.. (bet it was lace) haha!

    Wet your whistle

    • Barely Pink January 21, 2011 at 12:25 pm #

      Interesting! I’ll be sure to keep my wet t-shirt antics to the privacy of D’s deck! 🙂

  6. Ronniesoul January 21, 2011 at 5:59 am #

    Great Pink.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

    • Barely Pink January 21, 2011 at 12:25 pm #

      Thanks, Ronnie! Have a fantastic weekend!

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