Lyshia loses...(on purpose)

Lyshia battled Simon hard in mouthing the words of the last song all the while "Its gettin hot in'ere so take off all your-" Both of them side by side eyes on the score on screen, shimmying and swaying in step neither holding back until she noticed the subtle bead of sweat forming on Simon's brow Lyshia holding back just as the last chorus strung out Simon not noticing **** not to be the one losing clothes...little did he know of Lyshia's plans.

The song closing in a sexy pose, Simon leaping up into a victorious 'whoop!' "OH YEAH I OWNED YOU." Lyshia pretended to look coy a single finger playing at her lips as if she was shy.

"Well I guess so," she mock sighed and hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties, Simon struck silent with eyes wide 'she was taking of her bottoms first!!' his eyes drifting from her face down that tight toned stomach and to the scant piece of cotton she slowly peeled down.

Swallowing hard as he turned teasingly bending at the waist infront of simon that perfect ass in full view the faintest crease available to his stunned stare. Standing up straight looking over her shoulder sheepishly she turned with an innocent hand placed cleverly over her crotch her pale flesh shaven clean Simon had to **** his eyes away.

"Thirsty Simon?" She wasn't ashamed but she kept up the act finding the look of awe on Simon's face was priceless, she went for the fridge pulling out the lemonade and pair of glasses a little something extra finding its way into Simon's drink.

All he could do was silently nod, Lyshia wasn't sure if Simon was straight or gay but he was obviously shocked his self control was amazing either way. She sashayed back a glass in each hand no shame at all her nubile frame on display with no apologies. Simon took the drink and downed it fast finding himself in a cough fit.

"What the hell's in that?"

"Its just hard lemonade." or was it??