Yes she does

Casandra sits in her chair, arm around her chest as she feels her heart racing.

Another ring from the doorbell makes it obvious that she can’t ignore the issue for much longer.

She shakily gets up from her chair, unknowingly flashing her pussy to the others. She turns around and starts heading toward the door. Her breasts jiggle and bounce slightly with each step, even though her hand is constraining her chest. Her ass cheeks wobble and jiggle rhythmically a she moves forward. To call her body drop-dead gorgeous would be an understatement.

The air grows colder as Casandra gets closer to the door. Casandra slowly removes her arm from her chest, revealing her nipples and Athena tattoo. The tattoo is that of a Greek style Athena holding her shield and spear. The spear is pointed directly at her nipple.

She stands before the door, completely naked and awaiting the gaze of the delivery person. She squirms at the idea of baring herself out to the world. She grabs the doorknob hastily and turns it, hopping to get it over with.

But her body refuses to open the door. Her hand shakes as she struggles to convince herself to open the door. She takes in a couple quick breaths before ripping the bandage off sorta speak.

The door opens wide open, revealing a young blonde haired guy in a workers uniform. His eyes open wide open in shock as he sees a beautiful tan woman standing there completely naked.

Casandra tried her best to come off natural, but her embarrassment is quite obvious. Her smile is crooked and obviously faked.

The two stand there for a couple seconds in complete silence. The man looks up and down Casandra’s body; Taking in the size of her breasts, her smooth skin, her immaculate thighs, and her shaven pussy.

Casandra notices the man’s pants bulging the longer they stood face to face with each other.

“Ummm, ma’am? Why are you naked?” The man says nervously, his voice cracking as he struggles to take his eyes off of her. He looks just as embarrassed as Casandra, but at least he isn’t naked like her.

Casandra takes a moment to answer as she is frozen in fear. She tries to stare right though the man, hoping that it will calm her down.

“I-I-I don’t know what you mean…” Casandra stutters. She cross her arms under her breasts, trying to act as natural as possible.

“Okaaaaaaaay… Here’s your pizza, that’ll be $57.79,” The man says, handing over the pizza boxes to Casandra.

“Oh, yes…” Casandra says. She moves her hands to her hips, feeling about for her wallet. As she slides her hands over her bare skin, she remembers that she doesn’t have her wallet on her, which is quite obvious due to her lack of pants.

“I, ah, seemed to have misplaced my wallet, I’ll be right back with you.” Casandra turns around and heads back to her chair. As she walks over, she can see out of the corner of her eye the other girls hiding in the hallway. They seem to be either just as embarrassed as her, or loving her display of shame. She momentarily forgets that a man is staring at her behind as she thinks up a way to get back at Yuri. As she stews in her own embarrassment, she makes it to her seat.

She searches, but she can’t seem to find it anywhere. Frustrated, Casandra bends down forward to look down into the chair cushions.

Casandra unknowingly is giving the delivery man an amazing view of her ass and a small bit of her pussy. The farther she reaches down the chair, the more of her womanhood peers through her tan legs. He is so transfixed on her ass, that he doesn’t even notice the 4 other barely clothed women in the hall.

Yuri and the others find this amusing, covering their mouths as they suppress their laughter.

Casandra finally finds her wallet! She sighs in relief, but is immediately brought back into reality as she turns around to face the delivery man.

She hurriedly walks over to the man, causing her breasts to bounce around, much to the pleasure of the delivery man.

“H-Here’s the money! Keep the change,” Casandra says in a shaken voice, holding out the money to the man.

The man doesn’t notice the money at first, instead he kept staring at Casandra’s tits and how round and supple they were.

Casandra can practically feel the man’s eyes looking directly at her chest. She could see and feel his desires with that look alone.

“Sir! I know my outfit looks pretty today, but I’d like my pizza warm, please,” Casandra says in an annoyed tone, trying her best to stay calm and natural.

“Oh! Ah, sorry!” The man says nervously. The two exchange the pizza and the money. Casandra holds the boxes in front of her chest, giving her the only form of cover she’s had since the start of this entire dare. Casandra can feel the warmth of the pizza boxes on her breasts as she holds the boxes close to her chest.

“Thank you…” Casandra says.

“Thank yo— I mean, you’re welcome.” The man replies back.

Casandra turns around and uses her leg to shut the door on the man’s face.

Casandra immediately groans in frustration as she is finally down with her dare.

“Fucking hell! That was the most embarrassing thing ever!” Casandra yells out. Her stares back at Yuri with a **** glare.

“Yeah, but hey! We have pizza now!” Yuri responds. Casandra just rolls her eyes as places the boxes down.