A Challenged Issued

As I realized the trap I'd almost put myself in, I realized that I couldn't just attack and beat up little Ms Big Boobs, I had t lure her into a challenge that she couldn't resist and would agree too. If I did this right I could record us talking and joking about a wrestling challenge and getting her to agree to the terms so she'd be too embarrassed after she lost to complain to anyone, leaving me the victor and her humiliated.

But had to make figue out a way to not only make her agree but to record her doing so, so that she couldn't complain later that she wasn't willing articipant. Recording was easy, I'd had a Chromebook I used at home that was linked to the home network with its own server so we had tons of storage. I set the Chromebook up to record what went on in the living room focused on the couch. My other problem was how to get Tiffany to agree to wrestle me. My first thought was the fact that I owed her for sitting the little guy, and I immediately thought of a double or nothing payment. I was sure that would get to her greed, and if double or nothing wasn't enough to tempt her, I could always up the ante to get her to agree with ym challenge.

It was almost ten in the morning when I heard Tiffany's front door open as the teen came over to collect her money from the previous evenings Babysitting duties. I was so sure I was ready to talk her into a friendly 'Wrestling Match' that I'd slowly turn vicious until things went my way! I could see it all clearly in my mind how I'd manipulate Tiffany into a competition she couldn't win or control that would leave her helpless and under my thumb! Thats what kept the smile on my face.

Tiffany knocked on my door a minute later and I called for her to come in. Her outfit almost took the smile off my face. The hot bodied teenager was wearing a pair of skin tight mini Daisy Dukes, that looked more like a denim bikini, that tradishional shorts. They had the pockets, like any jean cut-offs, except the bottom of the shorts came all the way up to the bottom of small pockets, shoing a remarakable amount of her curvy butt and a bikini top that looked as if they were struggling to contain their contents against gravity.

I'll admit I had to struggle to keep the smile on my face when I saw Tiffany's outfits. My first reaction was a desire to tackle her to the floor and beat the shot out of her and do all the humiliating things I'd fantasied about, but luckily my brain took charge and I kept my smile in place and grabbed the two small dumbells I used for my morning arm workout, as I invited Tiffany to come in or, more correctly jiggle in, since her tits were bouncing in that tiny bikini top and those cut-off blue jean shorts looked as of they'd been painted on, since the waist band was serveal inches below her navel and the denim was so tight I could trace see the lines of the thong she wore under it!

I offered her a glass of ice cold juice I had on the tray and she accepted as she took a seat on the couch and asked me about my workout routine. I told her about the home gym and she told me that went down to the locla park where they had outside gym equipment since her parents were not up for spending the kind of money a home gym cost.

I joked with her and even sggested we could work out together, and since I'm right next door, we could use the home gym together since Marcus worked out in the morning and I'd no problem with her using the equipment after she put David to bed. She was delighted. We also discussed fashion and she asked the jeans I was wearing and I told her about comfortable and stretchy they were and great for working out in while still being able take video calls for work. She said she really liked the look but their was no way she could afford them once I told her what they cost.

That was when I tossed in an off the cuff remark, that if she was willing to accept a challenge to wrestle me, I'd offer to pay her double what I owed her, if she could beat me in a match. She was hesitant, thats when I realized I'll have to use something else to get her to agree and so I offered to order her a pair of the Joni jeans in any color she wanted. She almost agreed but announced that they were far to expensive for such a bet and if she lost, their was no way she could cover such a bet. So, I thought and then suggested, "How about this, "If you win, you get double what I owe you and a pair of these jeans and if you loose, you don't get paid and have act as my unpaid Maid for the remainder of the week, doing all the chores since your off school for the summer anyway? You look to be a really good shape and if you try I bet you can give me a great workout!?"

"Well... I suppose that would make it fair. Ok, how do you want to do this?" she asked.

Well your parents are away, Marcus and David are away. How about we just go out into the back yard. Its surrounded by a privacy fence and your our closest neighbor, so no body can see us and its got a ton of shade so we won't bake in the sun and sweat to ****, what do you say?"

"Ok, Kim; you've got a deal! Lets go!"