1. Rachel's Dare - Part 3


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

    she said, "I think it's your round next, isn't it?" she asked, innocently. "Actually," she then added, clicking her fingers, "I've just remembered, I think it's going to be your rounds for the rest of the match!" I groaned outwardly at that, but Rachel was insistent, and began to complain of a parched throat. Finally, I gave in, and dragged myself out from under the table, making my way submissively to the bar, where several men (and a few women) made a space for me, treating me to huge smiles and long stares. As I bought the next round, the bar was relatively quiet, further accentuating my embarrassment. Then, with the drinks in my hand, I turned around to discover Rachel has followed me to the bar. "You'll have to excuse my friend," she said, in a loud voice to anyone who cared to hear, "you see, he's a Bears fan, and he's having to pay the price for the Patriots taking a half time lead!" The crowd roared their approval at that. I could feel my face matching the red in the outfit that stretched across my body, barely covering my ass and nipples. Laughing, Rachel took her drink off of me, and we walked back together to the table. "Look on the bright side," she said, suddenly trying to reassure me, "as bad as things seem now, just remember how fondly you'll think of that outfit." She stopped to take a sip of her drink, before flashing me with a naughty glance, "When you're up on stage in just a thong!" The wink she gave me almost sent mover the edge, but I summoned the ...
    self-control to sit stoically there, and watch the third quarter unfold. Bit by bit, score by agonising score, the Patriots were starting to show their dominance of the match. A fumble by Chicago's offence gave the Patriots a prime position for a drive that resulted in a touch down, and as the minutes dragged by, my mind suddenly realised just how close I was getting to having to strip in front of a bunch of strange women. The thought of seeing Rachel have to strip now looked like a pipe dream. I groaned again, in sync with the crowd's roar as the Patriots quarterback threw an inch perfect pass for yet another touchdown. The Patriots were suddenly up by 16, and the Bears were beginning to look like a disorganised rabble. Come on , I shouted, in the confines of my own head. Show some fight, guys! Rachel demanded another round as the third quarter drew to it's soul-crushing conclusion, and was clearly in high spirits as I headed back to the bar. The tight outfit was riding up and slipping down in the most inappropriate of places, and I tugged at it constantly, trying to eke some measure of coverage from the costume. The comments from the others weren't helping. it was all friendly banter, but every word and syllable caused my heart to race just that little bit faster. I'd never been dressed in what was essentially women's clothing before, and people were leaving me in no doubt as to how they felt I looked. With drinks now in hand again, and Rachel growing more and more animated, we ...
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