His Towel

"I need a new towel." She said with a giggle, before ripping away the one Alice had wrapped around Allan's body. She quickly covered his crotch, but that did nothing to hide the fact that he was now standing in front of two members of the cheer squad in bright pink panties.

"No fucking way!" Said Sarah. "Why the hell are you wearing panties?"

Katy could barely talk through her laughter, but managed to pull her phone out and start taking pictures. Alice held out her arms and tried to block her camera, but it was no use.

"I can't believe this. Wait until everybody sees that our big bad quarterback likes to wear cute little panties."

"No, please!" Alice begged. "You can't tell anybody."

"Or what? Why should I keep your pervy little secret? What's in it for me?" She asked, snapping a few more pictures. "Answer me or I'm going live on Insta."

Alice panicked, trying to think of how Allan might answer. "I'll do whatever you want."

This seemed to intrigue both women. They gave each other a look. Katy spoke first. "Anything? I like that. You do whatever we tell you for the day, and we won't send these pictures to every member of the cheer squad. Think you can handle that?"