Heather, again

Gavin looked dumbfounded as the bottle came to a rest pointing at his secret crush. If showing off his chest to Taylor hadn't been mortifying enough, now he couldn't help but show everything to Heather, as there was no way he was getting a piece of her remaining clothing off with only one hand, even assuming she didn't decide to tease him. As Zack and Chloe silently cheered on their close friend, he made his way over to where Heather was sitting.

"So", she purred at him. "Are you after my bra or my pants?" She jutted her chest forward and shook her shoulders.

Tempted though he was to take her up on her obvious offer, Gavin did not trust his ability to take off a bra without fumbling and further embarrassing himself in front of his crush. "Your jeans."

"So you want to get into my pants? Okay then," Heather happily replied as she got to her feet.

**** to remove his hand from his erection in order to undo the button on her jeans, Gavin quickly reached out to get the task over as quickly as possible so he could return to covering himself. However Heather seemed to have other ideas, as she twisted her waist to avoid his hands while staring down at his exposed erection.

"Come one, Heather," Hannah laughed. "Let him finish."

"If you say so," Heather replied, and finally held still so that Gavin could get a grip of the front of her jeans. Undoing the button, Gavin began to pulling down her pants, gulping as his head came down to the level of her full, bra-clad breasts. Suddenly she stepped forward, bringing her breasts right up into his face.

"Like what you see?" she inquired teasingly as she rubbed her breasts against him. Rather than answer Gavin hurried to pull her pants down the rest of the way. As she stepped out of the jeans now piled around her feet he began to stand up only to find himself now facing directly into the black, lacy fabric of his crush's panties. Turning as quickly as he could, he hurried back to his seat, both hands covering his waist and an embarrassed flush spreading across his cheeks. Heather, now clad only in her underwear, gave a twirl while making eye contact with all guys except Gavin, who was studiously staring at the floor, before making her way to the bottle for the next spin.