Kayla has you in the palm of her hand (literally)

Kayla wasn’t the best basketball player. But you had a lot of factors working against you. For starters, you couldn’t move your left hand away from your crotch whenever you shot. Kayla spent half the game with her eyes fixed on your left hand, hoping you’d slip up. She spent the other half of the game trying to grab your ass or stroke your muscles, making it difficult for you to focus. As if focusing wasn’t hard enough, every time Kayla took a step, her beautiful, perky tits would jiggle behind her bikini top. And just below them was the key to the villa: the last thing standing between you and ending this humiliating day.

With all these factors working against you, Kayla won the game.

“What do you say, muscles?” she asks. “Best 2 out of 3?”

Suddenly, you hear people in the distance. You gasp when you recognize Erica’s voice.

“Kayla, they’re back!” Kayla tries to suppress her giggles, but the sight of you being so nervous has her entire body shaking with laughter. “Please! I’ll do anything for that key!”

“Anything?”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Kayla purses her lips for what feels like an eternity before saying, “It’s a shame the other girls don’t get to see you like this. But I’ll help you out.”

“Oh my god, thank-”

“On one condition.”

“Name it!”

“Tonight, when we go out to the club, I get to pick what outfit you wear.”

“Why do you want to pick my-“ you hear footsteps approaching the gate. “Deal! Fine!”

“Deal!” Kayla puts her hands behind her back, sticks out her chest, and approaches you with a quick hop. Her chest jiggles to a stop right in front of you. “The key is yours!”

You’re too confused to move for a second, but then you realize what she wants. The key ring is hooked to the string at the front of her bikini and it dangles just below her cleavage. She wants to feel your hands on her. You grab the key ring with your free hand and try to feed it through the strap. You’re having a tough time getting a grip while also taking care not to graze Kayla’s breasts.

“Having trouble?” Kayla asked. She starts laughing again, and the extra shaking doesn’t help. “I think you might need both your hands to get that key.”

“Shit,” you whisper when you hear footsteps right outside the gate.

“Even with all those muscles, I don’t think one hand will-”

You uncover yourself and grip the key with both hands. For the first time since you met her, Kayla was speechless. She had a full view of your cock and her jaw hung as she watched it rock left and right while you worked the key free. The two of you make eye contact for an instant once you have the key, then you turn around and run for the door. Just as you enter the building, you hear Kayla whisper to herself, “I fucking love spring break.”

You sprint naked through the villa hallway, not even bothering to cover yourself. You reach your bedroom door, swing it open, throw yourself through it, and slam it shut. You put your back to it and steady your breathing.

You are alone in your room. Your suitcase full of clothes is sitting on your bed. You are finally safe.

You allow yourself to slump to the ground against the door. You can hear the women chatting outside. You walk up to the window that looks out at the courtyard and see the sorority girls. They look at the window and wave. You wave back, knowing that from where they are they can only see you from the waist up. The girls resume their conversation, but Kayla continues to watch you and cover her mouth as she giggles.

You walk away from the window and run your hands through your hair. You had been so close to getting away, but Kayla caught you at the last second and got to see you totally naked and humiliated. But you remind yourself that it could always be worse. At least the girl from your dorm floor, Erica, didn’t –

“Hey, Sam, where did-“

The voice comes suddenly from behind you. You grab a blanket off the bed and cover your dick with it before turning around. Erica stands in the doorway with her hand over her mouth.

“Oh my god, Sam! I’m so sorry!” She covers her eyes. “I had no idea you weren’t wearing anything! I should’ve-”

“It’s fine!” you say. Erica is clearly as embarrassed as you are. “I was just about to take a bath.” You readjust the small blanket. It isn’t wide enough to wrap all the way around you, so you make sure it is blocking the front of your waist and you stay facing Erica. “Besides,” you **** a laugh, “you’ve seen me walking to the dorm showers in a towel. This is pretty much the same.”

Erica takes her hands off her eyes, then lets out a short laugh. You look down and assume she is laughing at the hot-pink blanket you’re covering yourself with. “I don’t think it’s my color, either,” you joke.

“Well, sorry for not knocking,” she says, suppressing a smile. “I just wanted to tell you that we were going to start getting ready to hit the club.”

“Sounds great. I’ll get in the bath.”

Erica looks as if she’s about to leave, but then she stays a second longer. “Kayla was saying that you were playing basketball a second ago?”

“Yeah, why do you ask?”

“She said that you lost a bet and had to wear an outfit of her choosing to the club tonight.”

“Oh, yeah,” you said, having forgotten your promise. “Did she mention what it was?”

“No,” Erica laughed. “It’s just... I’ve always thought you were such a shy guy, but the way you’ve been acting today.... maybe I misread you.”

You shrug. “Glad you brought me on this trip. Maybe you’ll see a whole new side of me.”

Erica leans her elbow on a piece of furniture next to her. She rests her chin on her fist and flashes her girl-next-door smile that makes you melt. “Actually, Sam, from where I’m standing, I’m already seeing a new side of you.”

You furrow your brow in confusion, but when you look behind you, you see what she had been giggling about. There was a mirror above your dresser. She’d had a perfect view of your ass this entire time. Too surprised to think logically, you spin around so that your ass isn’t visible in the mirror, then spin around again so that your ass isn’t facing her. You barely avoid tangling your legs in the blanket and completely exposing yourself to her.

“There’s the Sam I know.” Erica laughs as she opens the door to your bedroom. “Get that cute little butt of yours moving,” she says over her shoulder, “we’re gonna have some fun tonight.”