She Blows It

‘I can’t believe what you were thinking,’ thought James to himself.

He glanced over at Ashley as she prepared to play. She was so beautiful, so perfect. He couldn’t believe he had suggested Strip Smash with his crush, and he especially couldn’t believe she had agreed. And now, he really, really couldn’t believe she was sitting just across from him in her bra.

When Ashley walked into a room his heart would leap. When she smiled at him with that smile she seemed to save only for her best friend, he felt as though his heart would actually stop for a moment. It actually, really hurt a bit when this happened, but James couldn’t get enough of the feeling.

As they waited to play he watched her rotate her shoulders and breathe in deeply in readiness for the game. He watched the curve of her back, the swell of her breasts as she breathed, the line where the skin of her waist met her jeans shorts. His eyes traced the line of her legs, one thigh maddeningly close to him. He could reach over and stroke her smooth skin and she might look at him, questioning. He could tell her that he loved her, had always loved her, and she might say that she felt the same way and they would kiss as he lay with her and she let him remove the rest of her clothes.

But of course none of that would happen. He was just a dumb jock, and she was beautiful and brilliant. He loved their friendship, loved being with her, and couldn’t risk making a fool of himself.

But this, well, he thought. He couldn’t believe his luck! This next match would be hard, he wasn’t great with this character. Maybe it would be fair to let her win? Maybe she would be more comfortable if he were wearing fewer clothes? But then James realised that watching Ashley prepare for the game had given him a rock solid boner, and it would be bad if she realised he had a full on chubby just from seeing her in her bra. She would be merciless in making fun of him. If he sat forward he realised he could hide it in the folds of his shorts; as long as he didn’t have to stand up he could get away with it. He focussed on the screen as the round began.

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It went badly for Ashley. She just couldn’t concentrate, feeling James’ eyes roaming over her bare skin. She quickly glanced over, of course he was focussed totally on the game. She was just hoping, imagining that he was interested in her.

Yes, there had been a time when she thought perhaps he was interested, but as much as she wished he would just give her a sign, he never did. She realised she was just crushing on him, being stupid: they were best friends and there was no way this handsome, buff sporting hero would be interested in a geeky bookworm like her. He always went for the buxom blondes, never petite girls like her. Still, despite knowing that she would never be able to tell him how she felt for fear of jeopardising their friendship, this strip game they were playing – what was this? Did he actually want to see her naked? She would love to be able to get his clothes off, she yearned to be naked with James, but she supposed he was just a boy, and so the chance to see any naked female flesh would be just fine with him.

But this meant, if she played her cards right here, she could turn his natural male horniness to her advantage. This match should have been easy, but they were neck and neck right to the end. If she could just concentrate, and with a little bit of luck, she might be able to switch things here and get him to take his clothes off.

Ashley looked over, saw his tan forearms flex as his thumbs moved over the controller, watched his strong jaw clench and his beautiful blue eyes sparkle as he cheered and looked right at her, grinning.

‘Loser!’ he shouted. ‘Loser, loser!’

Shit, Ashley thought as she realised she had lost.

James suddenly seemed to realise he had been rude. Actually, he had been a bit of a dick.

‘Look,’ he said, ‘we can stop this now if you want.’ He suddenly seemed sheepish.

Ashley really didn’t want to end up sitting here next to him in just her underwear, but she also kind of wanted him to see her naked. And she definitely wanted to see him naked. The next match, surely, would go her way.