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Rachel's Dare - Part 3

Date: 1/21/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

thong I'd seen her wearing, in front of a crowd of strange men. Perhaps it was just the simple desire not to back down and somehow disappoint her. Whatever it was that had caused me to say yes, we now found ourselves here. With a slight note of resignation, I sighed as the Patriots went 7-0 up. ********* Rachel cheered on with the rest of the crowd as the teams disappeared from the field for the half-time break. There was a good reason for the crowd's high spirits. Despite a closer than expected tussle, the Patriots had gone into the half time break with a 21-19 lead. In a high scoring match, the Bears had been limited to only one touch down, and had relied on four field goals to keep them in range of a red-hot, three-touchdown Patriots' offence. A small fightback in the second quarter had briefly raised hopes of a half-time lead for the Bears. The Patriots had stopped the drive cold though, and despite my protestations that they should try harder, the Bears seemed happy enough to only be down by two points at the end of the first half. With a glint in her eye, she dramatically grabbed her backpack from the floor, and make a small ceremony of presenting it to me. "Your second half attire, my good sir," she said, with mock seriousness. I grabbed it off her without speaking, and tried to give her a glare. She just giggled at that, and I completely failed to hold the glare for more than a few seconds. Sighing, I asked what I'd find inside. Hold up a hand to stop my ... questioning, she simply said that I'd need to go change in the men's toilets and find out. "Now, no cheating and taking a peek on the way over. I want you to strip completely naked before opening the present I got for you." She clapped her hands at that, with a delighted expression on her face. "I do so like giving presents!" she exclaimed. "Yeah, pity I can't give you mine!" I retorted, as I got up to leave. Rachel blew that away dismissively. "Oh, I know what you got me," she said. "What?" I said, "Hey, I thought we agreed 'no looking'!" "Oh, don't worry. I didn't look in your silly bag," Rachel stopped and made a show of inspecting her nails. "Didn't need to. You men are so predictable! Let me guess, in that bag of your's, there's a sexy, slutty, sophomoric Wonder Woman outfit, isn't there?" She leaned closer now, and gave me a teasing look. Damn! How'd she guessed that's what I'd go for? Then I remembered. I remembered opening my big mouth one day, and bizarrely deciding it was appropriate to tell Rachel that I'd had a huge crush on Lynda Carter while growing up. I'd lost count of how many re-runs of Wonder Woman I'd watched as a teenager, and I strongly suspected that she knew I secretly read the comic books to this day. There were more than a few times that I'd wished that I could either go back in time and stop myself from telling Rachel that, or that at least I'd been drunk when I'd told her. Sadly, I knew that the first wasn't possible, and the second wasn't true. Rachel was ...