Will strips

Chloe was waiting by the door when Will finally approached. "You can't escape," she sang. "I won and you lost."

"Thanks for the reminder. I do know what numbers are."

"Clearly not well enough, or you wouldn't have lost a maths quiz," she laughed.

"I bet I got a higher score than every one of those guys in that room."

"Ah, but it's only me that matters."

How right she was, Will thought, as he unlocked the door. Chloe bounded in after him and pushed shut the door. "Right, chop chop, let's have you out of these clothes!"

Will tilted his head in bemusement, trying to buy time. "Why are you so **** to get me naked all of a sudden?" Chloe's cheeks reddened slightly. "Oh, you don't have to get naked! You can keep your undies on. That is of course, you are wear-"

"I didn't go commando."

"Lucky you then! Now, stop wasting time," Chloe said.

Will couldn't delay it any longer. Neither of them had ever refused a penalty when losing a bet. He just wished he didn't have to suffer this particular penalty. Sighing, he reached down and untied his shoes.

Chloe kicked off her own shoes and crashed back on Will's sofa to enjoy the show. Crossing one leg over the other, she placed her hands behind her head in a mock relaxation pose. All Will could do was watch and seethe. His shoes off, Will peeled off his white socks and stopped. A dilemma - what to reveal first? His legs (and bulge) or his chest? Not that it mattered - it all had to go.

Will reached down and grabbed the hem of his blue shirt. He lifted it up and over his head, momentarily blinded. When his vision returned, he saw Chloe's eyes roaming his chest, his abs, his pecs, his arms. Will felt his face grow even redder. The worst was still to come. Hooking his thumbs into his black shorts, he whipped them down, quickly stepping out of them and kicking them aside.

He saw Chloe's eyes flick down, down to his white boxer briefs where his cock and balls were thankfully hidden from view. Standing there in his own living room while his friend's eyes raked his nearly-naked body, Will felt ridiculous. He moved his hands to cover his crotch.

That seemed to break the spell and Chloe looked up to meet his gaze, standing in front of her. She was smirking and Will resisted the urge to smack her. He also tried to resist another urge, thankful that his hands were where they were, as he felt his cock slowly hardening. Jesus Christ, not now.

"This is fun, isn't it? I'm glad I thought of this idea," grinned Chloe. "Oh, and, you have to stay like that until I leave tonight."

"Why didn't you tell me that in the first place?" moaned Will.

"Would it have made a difference? You've never turned down a bet." Will knew she was right. He would just have to suck it up and deal with the humiliation.

"I'm going to get you back for this. You've started this new phase, but I'll finish it." Will tried to sound confident.

"Brave words from the man in his boxers!" Chloe laughed aloud. "New phase? I like that. Will-takes-off-his-clothes-phase, I think." She was having far too much fun, thought Will. Silently he prayed for the opportunity to reverse his fortunes.