Sweatshirt

You decide that removing your sweatshirt is the best option. After all, the breasts on your chest aren't really yours. There's no real need to feel embarrassed about them.

You put the controller down and look at Alex, shooting him a wink. You see his mouth fall open as you reach down and quickly pull the sweatshirt over your head. In mere seconds, your breasts are on display.

You're no expert on sizes, but they seem pretty hefty. From what you picked up from your sister and mom, and the couple of girlfriends that you've had, you estimate them at a large C or small D cup. More than enough to get Alex's attention.

You sweep some of your long hair back over your shoulders, then run your hands down, caressing your breasts and nipples as you do. The feeling is electric, and you barely contain a moan.

Then, you reach down and grab the controller. Alex's eyes are still on you when you find his character and kill him. The sound of his **** spurs him, and he looks to the screen, then back to you.

You smile, slowly licking your lips. "You're turn, big guy."

He sighs, and reaches down to pull his shirt over his head. As quickly as you revealed your chest, his is on display. You had seen him shirtless before, of course, but you hadn't quite...appreciated how toned he was.

You often described him as having a surfer bro attitude. Now you could see that his body matched. You bit your lip slightly, taking him in. Then, you noticed his hands fumbling with the controller.

Tearing your eyes from your friend, you go back to the game. No way are you going to let him get you again.

You manage to see him as he rounds a corner, but you know he saw you too. You throw a grenade as he opens fire, and then...