1. Rachel's Dare - Part 3


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

    now. I wondered if part of her wasn't secretly willing the Bears on, like I was. Then, third down and ten, the Quarterback made a clutch play, and sent the ball arcing towards a receiver sprinting down field. The ball hung in the air for what seemed like an eternity, before the receiver caught, almost fumbled, juggled desperately, and then hung on for dear life past the half way line. The tackle came eventually, but the Bears were back in striking distance. My head almost exploded from the tension, and I stood up again, unable to sit still. The lines reformed, and the Patriots steeled themselves for the final onslaught. First down. No gain. Second down. Incomplete pass, as I howled for a penalty on an illegal tackle. Not forthcoming though. Third down. No gain again, with a poor running option seeing the Running Back crunched in a heavy tackle. Fourth and final down now, seconds remaining on the clock, and only one option left. The field goal. The distance flashed up on screen, the Bears would need to make a 55-yard field goal to win the match. My mouth felt like paste as the kicker made his way on to the field. Time seemed to freeze as the center took hold of the ball, and made the fateful call. In the bar, we ...
    were all on our feet, as dead silence held sway over us. The ball was snapped back, the kicker moved in, and for a moment, two possible universes opened up in front of me. I saw the ball sail of the kicker's boot, straight and true. Nobody breathed in the sports bar as the ball arced up and over the field, and headed towards the posts. I felt a cheer rushing up from inside of me, as I looked wildly at Rachel and realised I'd get to see her dancing topless tonight. Then, turning back to the TV, I watched as the ball gracefully, smoothly, inevitably, began to gently, gently swing to the left. The cheer died before it got a chance to leave my open mouth, and I heard the crowd around me erupt. The Bears had missed. The field goal had missed. Rachel gave me a very, very naughty look. I stood there, in a bar of cheering Patriots fans, dressed only in a sexy Wonder Woman outfit, all dignity and hope ripped from my grasp. The Bears had lost. I had lost. The last thing I saw before I closed my eyes, was the sight of Rachel doing a sexy shimmy in her chair, and pointing directly at my crotch. Like my current outfit, her gesture left absolutely nothing to the imagination. ******* [To be continued in Rachel's Dare - Part 4.]
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