Dare

"I'll go with dare," Greg says. Hardly a surprise. A dare from Ashley can only be a good thing, in your mind.

Ashley doesn't hesitate-- she's clearly had this particular dare on lock for a little while now. "Alright, Greg," she says. "You're going to get that dick out and jerk off for me."

A little smile is growing on your friend's face. "Well, I can't do that soft," he says. "I'm need some... visual aids."

Ashley rolls her eyes. "Liar," she says. "You just want to see tits. Well, too bad. You'll have to settle for seeing me finger myself." She leans back and flips up her skirt, revealing that she lost her underwear a while back. Her hand is already between her legs, and you can tell she's been wet for a while. You watch as she rubs little circles around her clit, staring Greg in the eye as she licks her lips. "Get that dick out for me," she breathes. "Take it out."

For a second you almost undo your fly, but then you remember she's talking to Greg. So you just sit back and watch.