Professor Lin Joins the Pool Party

I should have said no. It is impossible to try to be a respectable professor to your students while only wearing a tiny bikini. I knew that from the moment I agreed. But my student Ethan had that boyish charm, the kind that made it difficult to resist when he flashed that confident smile.

"Professor Lin, come on," he had urged after class, leaning against my desk with the ease of someone who always got what he wanted. I couldn't help but admire his muscular arms, they were as big as my legs. "You always say we need to engage more with students outside of lectures. This is engagement." he checked out my tits hidden in my big sweater.

I had crossed my arms over my chest, feigning disinterest. "Frat parties aren't exactly what I meant."

"Not just any party," he grinned looking up at my Asian face. "It's gonna be classy. You, Professor Tan, Professor Mei... you should all come. No grading. No office hours. Just fun."

The way he said it made my pulse skip. It had been a while since I had let loose. I could probably convince my colleagues they always looked up to me. I wonder if it was a coincidence he mentioned the only female pretty Asian professors at UCLA.

That was how I found myself outside the grand, modern house that belonged to Ethan's fraternity. The music pulsed through the walls, and warm golden light spilled onto the driveway. My fellow professors, Mei and Tan, stood beside me, their heels clicking against the pavement.

I couldn't deny it--we stood out.

Mei, always effortlessly elegant, was the boldest of us when it came to fashion. Her sleek black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, perfectly framing her delicate features. She wore a fitted wine-red dress that clung to her petite, toned frame, the fabric hugging the gentle curve of her waist before flaring subtly over her hips. The deep neckline showed just a hint of lace from the black bra beneath, a quiet rebellion against the professional blouses she usually wore to lectures. Her long, slender legs seemed even longer in her black stilettos, her toned calves flexing slightly with every shift of her weight.

Tan, always more reserved, had surprised us by choosing a silk emerald-green slip dress. The thin straps barely held the fabric over her shoulders, exposing the smooth golden skin of her collarbones. The dress was deceptively simple, yet devastatingly effective, draping over her body like liquid, highlighting the gentle swell of her chest and the soft dip of her lower back. She was taller than Mei, with a willowy elegance that contrasted with the quiet sensuality of her soft curves. The slit running up one side revealed a teasing glimpse of her thigh as she moved, making her look like something out of a dream.

And then there was me.

I had chosen something in between--subtle but dangerously suggestive. A midnight blue dress, tight enough to trace the shape of my body but short enough to remind me that I was at a party, not a faculty dinner. My long dark hair was curled at the ends, giving it a soft bounce as it brushed against my bare shoulders. The fabric clung to my chest, accentuating the curve beneath before dipping into a dangerously low back, the cool night air a teasing contrast against my heated skin. I had never worn anything like this to a student event before--had never imagined myself wanting to. But tonight was different.

"I can't believe we're actually here," Mei whispered, tucking a strand of sleek black hair behind her ear. She was always the confident one, but even she seemed a little uncertain.

Professor Tan laughed softly. "Just one drink, and then we go."

As we stepped inside, we were greeted by a rush of warmth, the scent of something sweet and intoxicating in the air. Ethan appeared almost instantly, his grin widening as he took us in.

"Ladies, finally," he said smoothly, offering each of us a drink. "We've been waiting for you."

It wasn't until we stepped through the back doors and onto the patio that I realized something was off. The sound of splashing, the scent of chlorine--this wasn't just a party. It was a pool party.

And then I saw them. A row of tiny, brightly colored bikinis, laid out neatly on a poolside table. My heart thumped hard. Ethan leaned close, his voice a playful whisper as I felt his warm breath on my neck. "We thought of everything. You didn't bring swimsuits, so... we got you covered."

He picked up a string bikini between his fingers, holding it up with an innocent smile. I swallowed. The fabric looked so small. But I didn't want to back out so soon I could probably just try it out or something.

The moment we stepped onto the poolside patio, the air thick with laughter and young voices, I felt my pulse quicken. It wasn't just the inviting glow of the pool lights or the deep, bass-heavy music vibrating through my chest--it was them. Ethan, Andrew, and their friends.

Tall, blonde, broad-shouldered, and effortlessly confident, they lounged by the pool like kings surveying their kingdom. Muscular arms draped casually over the backs of chairs, tanned skin glistening in the soft glow. Their easy grins, the way they looked at us--it had been a long time since I had been in the company of men like this. And then there was her.

May. We were not the only Asians at this party.

She was draped over Andrew's lap, her smooth Thai skin almost glowing against the tiny scraps of fabric she called a bikini. The triangles of glossy black barely contain her curves, the strings tied in delicate bows over her hips. She was making out with her boyfriend and grinding his lap. Her long, silky hair cascaded down her back, and she stretched like a satisfied cat, her lips curling into a smirk as she caught me staring.

"You guys are overdressed," she purred, swinging her legs off Andrew as he spanked her ass and stepped towards us. "Come, I'll take you to change."

I swallowed, suddenly aware of the heat in my cheeks.

May led us through the house, past throngs of laughing students, and down a narrow staircase into the basement. The air was cooler down here, tinged with the faint scent of chlorine from the pool above.

"This way," May said, opening a door into a small dressing area. It was dimly lit--very dimly lit. Almost dark.

I think she held up the bikini Ethan had handed me earlier. I could barely see it in the dark, my fingers brushing the delicate material. It felt so small.

"May... I can't even see how this fits," I murmured, fumbling with the strings.

She giggled. "The lights are broken. But don't worry, you'll look amazing. Just tie it tight."

I struggled in the shadows, feeling the cool air on my skin as I slipped off my dress and tried to fasten the impossibly thin strings. The top barely covered anything, and the bottoms--were these even real bikini bottoms? They felt more like a few pieces of string.

"I don't know about this," Professor Tan whispered from the next booth, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Mei groaned. "I think I tied mine wrong. Everything feels too exposed."

May's laugh was soft, teasing. "Trust me. You'll love it. And the guys will especially love it. I just need to give you two a quick trim hold still!" I could hear May using an electric razor and my two colleagues gasping as she apparently shaved all their pubic hair. My cunt was already bald. I just thought it looked better that way.

Stepping out from the darkness half blind feeling our way and onto the patio, I felt the night air everywhere on my skin as I tried not to be blinded by the patio lights and see how I and the other girls looked like in our bikinis. Downstairs had no mirrors and was too dark so I still didn't really know. The moment we emerged, heads turned. Conversations lulled.

Ethan let out a low whistle. "Damn."

Andrew smirked, his arm draped lazily around May's waist. "Now this is what I call school spirit."

The frat boys' eyes drank us in, and I finally understood why. I first looked over at Tam to my right.

Professor Tan's slim, toned figure was wearing a soft pastel pink bikini, the fabric barely containing the full curves of her chest. She had always been the quiet, serious one--but now, standing there with her long legs bare, her cheeky behind, her cheeks flushed, she looked irresistible. She was obviously still shy, blushing and having her arms in front of her body.

To my left Mei's jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, the deep red of her tiny bikini making her fair skin look even more striking. The top triangles were so small not covering much more than her nipples leaving her tits on full display. Her usual confidence faltered under the hungry gazes, but when one of the boys murmured something appreciative, she bit her lip, suppressing a smile.

And then there was me.

My own bikini were just tiny strings in deep sapphire blue, the color of midnight. The top was nothing more than two tiny slits that barely concealed me, and the thin straps of the bottoms sat scandalously high on my hips leaving my gorgeous ass almost naked. I had always been petite, but this--this made me feel delicate. Desirable.

"You look incredible," Ethan murmured, hugging me, his voice warm in my ear.

The compliment sent a thrill down my spine.

The boys' eyes roamed over us circling us like prey, their admiration evident. It had been a long time since I had felt like this--wanted, craved.

The music pulsed through the warm night air, wrapping around me like an intoxicating embrace. The steady rhythm of the bass thumped in my chest as I took another sip of the strong, fruity drink Ethan had handed me. The heat from the alcohol, the lingering sensation of all the hungry eyes on us--it was overwhelming, exhilarating.

Somewhere between the first drink and the third, my hesitation faded.

Professor Tan was already swaying to the music, her slim arms lifted as she laughed, her dark hair cascading down her back. Mei had been pulled into a playful spin by one of the boys, her cheeks flushed as she let herself be twirled.

And then there was May, the effortless queen of the night. Kissing the boys and letting them feel her body everywhere.

She was the one who took my hand and pulled me toward the dance floor, her touch electric against my skin. "Stop thinking," she whispered in my ear, her breath warm. "Just feel."

So I did.

I let my body move, let my hips follow the rhythm, let the warmth of the night sink into my bones. The poolside lights bathed everything in a golden glow, making the beads of water on the boys' bare chests glisten as they watched us.

Ethan moved in closer, his hand resting lightly on my waist. "Didn't know my professor could dance like this," he murmured.

I laughed, tilting my head up at him. "Maybe you just don't have enough imagination."

Someone pressed a tiny, delicate vial into my hand. May's voice was soft and teasing. "Just a little. It'll make everything better."

I hesitated for only a second before I felt Ethan's lips at my ear. "Trust me," he said, helping me put it in my mouth and watching me intensely as I swallowed the MDMA..

The rush hit almost instantly. A wave of heat, of lightness, of electricity. The music became sharper, the touch of skin against skin more vivid. The laughter, the flashing lights, the sensation of the cool night air on my bare skin--it was like stepping into another world.

"Come on!" someone called.

And just like that, we were in the water.

The shock of it made me gasp, but then I was laughing, my body floating, weightless. Ethan was beside me, his fingers brushing mine beneath the surface. Across the pool, I caught sight of Mei, her usual restraint gone as she let one of the boys lift her playfully, her head tipping back in laughter. The guys now untied her bikini top and she laughed as she tried to catch thrown above her. She didn't mind at all the boys groping her tips as she got close to them. She really had pretty Asian tits.

Professor Tan, usually the most reserved, was on the pool steps, her dark eyes shining as she sipped from her drink. She looked different. Softer. Brighter. Another boy now swam up to her and convinced her also to down some pills. She seemed to blush again as the boy whispered in her ear.

Andrew sat at the edge of the pool, watching us with a lazy, knowing grin, May curled up beside him, had a hand inside his swim shorts whispering something in his ear.

I floated on my back, staring up at the night sky, my heart pounding in my chest. I hadn't felt like this in years.

Alive. Wanted. Free.

May stretched her arms over her head, her tiny bikini shifting in ways that made it impossible not to stare. With a teasing smile, she leaned into Andrew's side. "We're heading upstairs," she murmured, her voice like honey. "Who's coming?"

Ethan's gaze flickered toward me. He wasn't asking outright, but I could feel the question in the way his fingers skimmed the surface of the water near mine.

I swallowed.

Beside me, Professor Tan and Mei exchanged a glance. Mei bit her lip, looking tempted, but Tan quickly shook her head. "I think we'll stay here," she said, her voice soft but firm.

I didn't realize I had been pleading with my eyes until May's gaze met mine.

She tilted her head, studying me. Then, ever so slightly, she smirked.

"You?" she asked, voice laced with something knowing.

My pulse was hammered. The night, the drinks, the music--everything was electric, crackling with energy. I was aware of every drop of water on my skin, of the way Ethan's presence felt so close, of how Andrew's confidence made my stomach tighten in ways I hadn't felt in a long, long time.

Before I could think, before I could second-guess, I heard my own voice say, "I'll come."

Tan's eyes widened slightly, but she said nothing. Mei looked torn--half-shocked, half-impressed.

Ethan grinned.

"Good choice," Andrew murmured, his hand resting lightly on May's hip as they led the way out of the pool.

I followed them up the stairs, my heart pounding.

An hour later, I descended back into the party.

The music hadn't stopped. The laughter, the energy, the warmth of the night--it was all still there, as if time hadn't moved at all. But I had changed.

I could feel it in the way the air wrapped around me, the coolness on my flushed skin. The way my legs still felt light and unsteady, the aftershocks of adrenaline and something deeper thrumming through me.

I caught my reflection in the glass doors as I stepped onto the patio--messy hair, glowing skin, eyes just a little too bright.

I must have looked amazing because the moment Tan and Mei saw me, their mouths parted slightly in surprise.

"You..." Mei started, then stopped, taking me in.

I smiled, slow and knowing. "I- I just had sex with two students"

Tan cleared her throat, her fingers tightening slightly around her drink. "Oh wow... how- how was it? Please tell us everything. Was it Ethan?" she murmured.

I sank onto the lounge chair beside Mei and Professor Tan, my skin still warm from the upstairs room, my hair a little messy, my lips tingling from memories that felt almost unreal. The night air wrapped around me like a soft veil, the scent of chlorine, sweat, and something more lingering in the space between us.

They stared at me--wide-eyed, curious, expectant. "Well yes and no, not only Ethan. I was with both Ethan and Andrew. At the same time."

"What... happened up there?" Mei asked first, her voice barely above a whisper.

I hesitated for only a second before I smiled, slow and knowing. "Something I never thought I'd do," I murmured.

Tan leaned in, as if drawn by some invisible pull. "Tell us," she said, her fingers gripping her drink a little tighter.

I let the words slip out like silk. "At first, I thought it was just a game. Me and May danced for the boys" I admitted, tracing a fingertip along the rim of my glass. "But then May kissed me."

Mei's lips parted slightly. "She did?"

I nodded, remembering the way May's lips had been soft, teasing, the way she had tasted--like something forbidden and thrilling. "She knew exactly what she was doing. And before I could even think, I was kissing her back."

Tan swallowed, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"And then?" Mei pressed, shifting closer.

I glanced at her, letting my smile grow. "Then... the boys joined in."

Their reactions were immediate--Tan's breath caught, Mei bit her lip, both of them hanging on every word.

"It was unlike anything I've ever felt before," I continued, my voice dipping lower, almost conspiratorial. "The heat, the way they looked at me, the way she watched, holding up her phone like she never wanted to forget it."

Mei exhaled slowly. "She filmed you?"

I met her gaze, letting the answer settle between us.

Tan shifted in her seat, crossing her legs, but not before I caught the way she clenched her thighs just slightly.

"And when it was over..." I let the words linger, watching their expressions carefully. "She kissed me again."

The silence that followed was charged.

Mei looked away for a moment, as if trying to compose herself. Tan, however, was staring right at me, her dark eyes filled with something she wasn't ready to admit.

"So..." Mei finally spoke, her voice quieter than before. "How did it feel?"

I smiled, tilting my head as I studied both of them.

"Incredible."

Tan exhaled, shaking her head with a soft, nervous laugh. "I can't believe you did that."

I reached for my drink, taking a slow sip before setting it down. "Maybe," I said, leaning just a little closer, "you just need the right push."

Mei held my gaze, her cheeks warm, her lips slightly parted as if she were considering something--something dangerous, something exciting.

And as I watched her, I knew.

She wanted to try.

The music thumped through the air, wrapping around us like a heartbeat, deep and intoxicating. The pool shimmered under the party lights, casting rippling reflections over our bare skin as we danced, our bodies moving with newfound freedom.

Mei laughed, throwing her arms around Ethan's neck as he spun her, her wet hair catching the glow of the lanterns. Professor Tan, usually so composed, was pressed against one of the boys, her hands trailing over his chest as his fingers rested lightly on her waist.

And me? I was alive.

Andrew's strong arms were wrapped around me, his touch firm, confident, possessive. The air between us sizzled as he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine, teasing but knowing exactly what he was doing. I felt the warmth of May beside me, her hand running down my arm as she whispered something in my ear, words lost in the haze of excitement and the dizzying rush of everything happening around us.

We weren't just dancing anymore.

We were claiming something.

Something reckless. Something new.

The three of us--once just professors leading quiet, structured lives--had let go. Given in. And now, we belonged here, wrapped in the arms of these wild, beautiful men who made us feel things we never thought we'd feel again.

Mei's lips found mine in a breathless, fleeting kiss before she turned and pressed herself against Ethan once more. Tan let out a soft sigh as strong hands tilted her chin up, guiding her into another kiss, her body melting into the touch.

And me?

I threw my head back, laughing, high on the thrill, on the feeling of being wanted, being adored.

Tonight, we were theirs.

And tomorrow?

Tomorrow could wait.