Chloe proposes a game

Will was downstairs eating breakfast when Chloe padded in on bare feet. Her hair was wet from the shower but she had stuck to the terms of yesterday's bet, and hadn't dressed after towelling off. Her arms folded over her chest and crotch, she glared across the room at Will.

Will flashed her a sweet, taunting smile. "Don't be so desolate, you've only got a few hours left and then you can go home," he grinned. "Just imagine the feeling of wearing clothes again."

"Before then," Chloe began, "how about another bet?"

"Right now?"

"Right now," she said. "I want to walk home later with a win."

"You won last week," said Will.

"That hardly counts compared to this," Chloe said, gesturing down with her head at her damp, naked body. "I want - no, I need, ****!" Her eyes blazed.

Will's heart thumped in his chest. Right now, he held all the cards. Chloe was naked and embarrassed, standing before him. She had lost her very own wager and been **** to strip. Why take a risk? "What would be the point?" asked Will. "You're already naked. You've got nothing to lose."

Chloe's cheeks reddened. "How about," she began, "if you win, I no longer get to cover myself, you know, like this." She swallowed nervously. Will felt a smile grow across his face as he considered this. Of course, he'd already seen her exposed body earlier, but not for long, and this would truly humiliate Chloe.

"And if you win?"

"When I win, you have to get naked, and I can put my clothes back on. Oh, and no hiding anything!" Chloe let the words fall out of her mouth quickly. God, she couldn't get used to this, standing naked in Will's house, desperately hiding her pussy and tits. But she had to turn it around - she couldn't be the last to lose. Pride demanded it.

Will was considering her words. "Since you have nothing to lose, well, almost nothing to lose, I want something else if I win."

"Name it."

"If I win, you don't get your clothes back. You have to stay naked until you get home."

Chloe's mouth fell open. "You expect me to walk home like this?"

"Well, that's the terms, take them or leave them. I suppose you could wait until tonight. I'll let you stay until it gets dark." He eyed her levelly. Of course, unspoken, the promise of more hours of a naked Chloe in his house was an added bonus.

Chloe scrambled her thoughts. Fuck, she didn't expect that. How had this escalated so quickly. She imagined losing, her hands falling away from her body, showing everything to Will. Where would his eyes look first? She imagined her bare feet stepping out into the road, glancing up and down the street. The run - and it would be a run - home, tits and ass flopping, the breeze on her pussy. The humiliation. She felt herself get warmer. Fuck, did she want this? No, surely not. Winning was everything. And she was going to win.

"Deal," Chloe finally spoke aloud. She looked around the room. Which game to play? It had to be something luck-based, or Will would never go for it.