She gets a victory!

Ashley’s state of dress managed to actually help her out, as he seemed to be slightly distracted by her chest, helping her to win the battle. Even so, he still managed to do pretty good against her, just managing to get two stocks on her before she took out his third. When it was over, she cheered and did a little happy dance where she sat. He sat down the controller with a sigh and shrugged. With less hesitation than she’d had, he grabbed his shirt, pulled it off, and threw it aside. Ashley’s eyes instinctively shot to his chest.

James was on the school’s football team, so he was pretty fit, and it showed. Ashley didn’t usually gawk over guys in that way, but she couldn’t help but admire the six pack he was rocking. James cleared his throat, and Ashley looked up to meet his eyes. He had a smile on his face, and she realized she had been staring for longer than she had thought. She quickly looked away, her face red once more.

“Ah, sorry!” She said, and he laughed.

“Nah, it’s cool. I don’t mind. I mean, I was doing the same, so...” he pointed out, and she nodded. She shook her head as she refocused on the game. She had to keep this up! If she lost again, she would be left in just her underwear. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, but also not the best.

Ashley confirmed she was ready, as did he, and the match began.