Kate stands there awkwardly for a moment before deciding turning around and heading towards the stairs. As she leaves, you see a glimmer of a smirk cross Meryl’s face.
“That’s the closest thing I’ve seen to a smile from you all day. What’re you grinning about over there?”
“Oh, I’m just surprised you let an opportunity like that pass you by. I’ve known Kate a long time, I love her, but she gets a little boy crazy when she thinks a guy is in to her. You really should’ve gone back to the apartment with her.”
“Hahaha… ehh… Kate’s really nice, but honestly she’s not my type. I more go for the gorgeous, over-serious blondes,” you reply.
“Over-serious?! Hey, aren’t you the guy who was telling us earlier that he works 120 hrs per week? You think I’m over-serious.”
“I don’t take my work very seriously though, I just like money.”
“Oh come on, it can’t just be about the money, money can’t buy you anything worthwhile if you’re working that much.”
“I’ll give you forty dollars to take off your bra, under your shirt, and give it to me, orrrr, I’ll give you one hundred dollars to take off your shirt and your bra and just wear your sweater for the rest of the night,” at first Meryl just laughs, so as you’re finishing your sentence you take out your wallet and pull out five twenty dollar bills. Meryl stops laughing, turns her head and sort of stares at you out of the side of her eyes.
“Ok, ok, your point is well taken, but I’m not seriously going to… I mean, you’re not seriously…”
“Oh, no, I totally am, I mean, I make a fair bit of money, I’ll up the offer to one hundred and fifty, if that would help with your decision…”
At first Meryl just continues to stare at you, the longer you just keep her eye contact, the more her resistance seems to break down.
“Ok, ok, but only because you called me “over-serious”, do I have to do it here?”
You just nod, and laugh light-heartedly at the look of discomfort on Meryl’s face. Meryl puts her sweater on the table in front of her so that it’s ready to go. Then she reaches down and pulls her shirt over her head. Underneath she’s wearing a simple black bra. Wasting no time she reaches back, unsnaps her bra and lets the straps slide down her arms. Then she pauses, puts her hands on her hips and smiles at you. You can’t help but be impressed. Meryl’s breasts are really nice, orange sized and pert, with tan-lines from a bikini top. Most notable though, were her tiny little nipples that are barely the size of a nickel.
Finally, she grabs her sweater and smoothly pulls it back on. Once she was in her sweater, you could barely tell that there was anything off. If anything, it just seemed like maybe she had unusually prominent nipples.
“Well, that was a great exchange, I think. You got to show that you’re not so stuffy, and I got to … put all my hard work over the years to the best imaginable use. Still we’ve got plenty of hours left until we head to the bar, and Kate will be back soon, so let’s delay any further fun until later, hmm?”
This the “best imaginable use” comment earns an immediate smile from Meryl, who is clearly blushing from her brief bout of exhibitionism. Not long after the two of you settle down to reading Kate returns with a thermos full of coffee that the three of you divide evenly. After taking a good long glance at Meryl’s sweater, Kate settles in and the three of you read and study.
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