The lake was just cool enough to provide a nice contrast with the sultry weather outside. Mae gave a contented sigh and stepped back to the sandy shore. She unbuttoned her shirt, took it off and folded it neatly, putting it down next to her towel and shoes. Taking a deep breath of clean forest air, she started to unbutton her jeans.
This was her lake: in three summers of coming here regularly, she never saw anybody else here. It was a long drive and a short hike away from the city, and it was one place Mae felt relaxed and safe. Still, she did not undress completely, although the two-piece bathing suit she wore under her clothes was something she’d never wear on a public beach. Not that she went to public beaches.
Mae was a very shy girl and she was not comfortable letting people see her in a bathing suit. Her thighs were large, dimpled and wobbly, and so was her belly. Every now and then she decided to diet, but the weight kept coming back.