Mark walked around the car and got the camera in his pocket ready. He aimed it straight ahead, on wide angle to pick up everything in front of him . Then he opened Julie's door and took a last look at her body as she stepped out of the car. He was able to see that she wasn't wearing any underwear as the top of her bush came into view, confirming that she was indeed a natural blond. He made a mental note to have her shave that unsightly nest from between her legs at his next opportunity as her blackmailer. As she stepped out of the car, the dress twisted itself and her entire left breast came through the opening of her dress before him. As the camera caught the entire thing, Mark decided that things had gone past the point of pretending not to notice and said, "Your dress seems to have come undone, let me help you." He reached up and pulled the dress closed and buttoned her up, starting with the button by her navel and working his way up. Along the way he ensured himself a gentle feel of her tits, through the dress. When he was done, he reached back into his pocket and turned off the camera.
Julie waited a moment and was rewarded by Mark opening the door for him. She decided to try to tease Mark on step more, as she stepped out of the car, she gently gave her dress a tug to the left by holding onto it as she stepped up. She successfully avoided Mark's detection of her deliberate action as he was busy watching her tit come into full view. She was so busy reminding herself to act surprised when Mark said something that she actually was surprised when he did. Before she knew it, his hand were on her, pulling the dress closed and re-buttoning it. She was so excited that she had won her little game of chicken that she didn't notice him cop a few feels as he buttoned her up. It only took about twenty seconds or so before she was buttoned and ready to go. "Thanks, Mark," she said, "it would have been so embarrassing to walk into the mall and have everyone see me like that."
So they walked to the mall and discussed the different places that they like to go. In the end they started talking about the arcade. They both started to boast about their own skills. Mark finally challenged her to a match. "And lets make it interesting," he said.
"Interesting? how?"
"Well, the air-hockey game there plays until 7, and your dress has 6 buttons. If you don't win you have to undo buttons equal to the amount that I beat you by. So if I beat you 7-5 you have to undo two buttons. If I beat you 7-1 you have to undo all your buttons. And if I shut you out, you take off your dress. Whatever happens you stay that way throughout the rematch."
"And what happens to you when I beat you?"
"Jacket, shoes, socks, shirt, pants and underwear. So I'm nude even if you beat me by only 6."
Julie thought about it. She knew Jack was a nerd and didn't think there was any way she would lose to him. And even if she did lose by a couple, it would only achieve what she was coming here to do anyway. "Best of 7 matches?"
"Okay," Mark answered. Then he added, "but loser has to apply the same penalty for games won-lost for the rest of the day. So if you lose 4 games to 2, it's 2 buttons gone, the rest of the day." Mark was pleased with the arrangement. He, in all of his boasting, didn't tell her the half of his abilities. Every summer since he was 7 years old he would be sent to summer camp. The past 5 years he has been the camp champion at air hockey. He had almost gotten defeated once a few weeks ago, at this last year's camp since he had gotten board with the lack of challenge. But now his skills had been recently refreshed and he had something to play for. He thought about shutting her out 4 straight times, but instead realized it would be more fun if she thought she had a chance.
So they made their way into the arcade |