Nicole

"Well Nicole, I hope you're prepared for some payback because I drew you." John jokes, steepling his fingers nefariously as he looks at her. "Oh no! I'm at your mercy. I suppose if you really want to get even you could make me take my top off?" Nicole replies, trying to play it off as part of the joke even though it's what she really wants. Before John can answer either way Sarah interrupts. "No, you taking your top off would be boring." She scoffs, sneering at Nicole's suggestion and backhandedly insulting her admittedly smaller breasts. "We shouldn't just repeat dares." Sarah clarifies and makes it seem that she was always talking about the game and not Nicole's knockers. "I think you've got a point Sarah." John concedes, completely unaware of the veiled insult. "But I do think a bit of **** is not a bad idea. Nicole I dare you to take your trousers off." He says, his tone is friendly but it still puts butterflies in Nicole's stomach.

"John is asking me to strip for him!" Nicole screams internally even as she tries to play it cool. "Granted it's not under my dream circumstances but he still wants to see my body." Nicole continues raving in her head, her hands trembling as she gets to her feet and moves them to the waistband of her skinny jeans. Slowly she undoes the top button, glancing up to check if John is still watching as she does. He gives her a warm encouraging smile when their eyes meet, mistaking her nerves as being from just embarrassment. Looking away with a fresh blush in her cheeks Nicole undoes the next button, her unsteady fingers struggling for a second to find purchase. Briefly she considers doing something more for her audience, swaying her hips sensually or doing a sexual tease, but she ultimately decides against it. Not only would gyrating like a stripper for John spill the beans, she would probably be more awkward than sexy with everyone else watching.

However once the final button is popped she can't resist turning around to point her butt towards John, disguising the action as a stumble as she begins to pull her jeans down. Bending almost double she hooks her thumbs into her waistband and forces her skinny jeans down, wiggling her butt back and forth as she shimmies the tight fittings over her hips. As she tugs them away she unveils her lacey red panties that match her hidden lacey red bra. When Nicole had gotten dressed for the evening she'd dressed for the best in the hopes that she might have had a chance to show John her underwear, although she'd been hoping for more private circumstances. With her jeans off her small but firm ass she quickly slides them down her slender legs, bending down further as she rolls them and giving John even more of a view of her panty clad behind and bare thighs. It's only when her jeans are to her ankles that she notices her mistake. In her eagerness to undress for John she forgot about her shoes. Awkwardly she maneuvers her feet to push down the heels of her shoes before pulling them off by the toes, all the while wiggling her toned ass for John but this time actually unintentionally.

"Well John, is this what you wanted to see?" She asks weakly as she straightens up, picking up her jeans as she odes. She looks over her shoulder at him first before turning around again, baring her frontside to him while nervously scrunching her jeans in her hands. Her panties were tight and form fitting, clinging to her mound like a shower curtain to a wet limb and leaving little to the imagination. "Yeah. Nice job Nicole." He replies quietly, a look of mild shock in his eyes and a pink blush in his cheeks that makes Nicole smile to herself. "Yes, great work. You've got a pretty alright ass for such a skinny girl." Sarah 'compliments' her haughtily, making Nicole's hands tighten in her jeans as she briefly imagines wrapping that denim around Sarah's perfect white neck.

"Don't listen to her Nicole, You've got a great little cute butt. Just the sort of thing I'd love to stick my tongue in." Tom says loudly, making everyone look at him. With alarm Nicole sees him leering her openly, one hand on a bulge in his pants as his eyes grope up her legs to her ass. Quickly she sits down as everyone else laughs at his inappropriate outburst. "What the fuck Tom?" Miranda asks when she stops laughing. "I'm an ass man." Tom shrugs, as if that makes what he just said alright. "I’ve never met an ass I didn’t like. At least not a girls ass." He explains, making everyone laugh again. "Come on guys, back me up here. Nicole has a nice ass?" Tom appeals to his audience, looking from Matt to John and back again. "Yeah, it's pretty nice." Matt admits awkwardly, shooting Nicole an almost apologetic look as he does. "Yeah it's . . . bigger than I thought." John answers, going red. "You think about my ass?" Nicole asks, trying to sound accusatory although she actually wants to know. John hides his face in his hands as he goes even redder. "I have thought about your butt, yes." He replies, making Nicole smile even though he can't see it.

With her confidence buoyed by three votes of confidence from the men in the room Nicole sticks her tongue out at Sarah as she leans forward to get the hat. Despite somewhat appreciating his vulgar compliments Nicole was still wary of Tom staring at her so when she reaches forward she does her best to hide her bare lower half behind the arm of the couch. "I wouldn't mind you staring like that." She thinks as she looks briefly at John across the table, willing him to uncover his face and look at her smooth bare legs. When John does take his hands from his eyes Nicole quickly looks away and scoops up the hat but before drawing a name she makes a show of crossing her legs, flashing her panties again before putting one knee over the other. With a private smile she notices John blushing again.