SCISSORS!

“Scissors!” you called out. As you brought your fist down the third time, you extended the first two fingers. Larry also had two fingers extended and indicated he had scissors. Cindy had called out rock as she brought her fist down on her open palm. Anne brought both her palms together with her fingers extended. She called out paper. It was a draw.

One… Two… Three…

“Scissors!” you called out. Once again you extended your first two fingers. Once again Larry had extended two fingers and called out scissors. Likewise, Anne had repeated her choice of paper by extending all four fingers. However, Cindy changed her choice. She joined you and Larry in picking scissors. Anne swallowed hard.

“Your five minutes start now.” Cindy said with a smile. Anne looked to Larry, but it was obvious that he was not going to be any help.

“Uh…” Anne stammered nervously, “Could I at least have my bra back?” An evil glint appeared in Cindy’s eye.

“Of course,” Cindy started. She held out the white undergarment. She snatched it back as Anne reached for it. “But you have to put it on here.” Anne’s eyes grew wide. Although she wasn’t that big, she was rather uncomfortable going about braless. However, in order to put the bra back on, Anne would have to take off her t-shirt. That would mean showing her tits. She looked from Cindy to Larry and back to Cindy.

After a minute, Anne bit her lip. She took a step forward. Grabbing the bottom of her t-shirt, Anne it over her head and tossed it onto the desk. Only able to see her from the back, Larry leaned forward to see Anne’s newly revealed delights. You glared at him. Larry quickly retreated. Small firm breasts stood straight out. They swayed slightly as Anne bent over to pick up her bra from the desk.

“Nice,” Cindy murmured as she cupped one of the lily white mounds. Anne opened her mouth to protest. Cindy beat her to the punch. Long fingers circled and squeezed one of Anne’s dark red nipples. The petite brunette yelped. Her protests only encouraged the buxom blonde. Cindy started to play with both Anne’s breasts. Cindy didn’t hesitate to use her mouth as well as both hands. Only when Anne managed to strap the intimate garment about her chest and started to pull it over her tiny tits did Cindy stop.

“My shirt,” Anne prompted as she finished adjusting her bra.

“I think not.” Cindy said. She snatched Anne’s t-shirt from where it lay and held it just out of reach of the smaller woman. “By the way, you have thirty seconds left.” The brunette looked back and forth between her t-shirt and the door. As bad as running around braless may have been, running around in just her bra was worse. She inched slowly towards the door. She wasn’t about to step out into hall with even part of her tits showing. No doubt when it her time ended and Cindy moved to claim her as the prize, Anne would take off, even if she were wearing nothing but a scowl.

“Cindy!” You said in a rather low voice. Cindy glared at you. You looked back at her unflinchingly. After a moment, Cindy sighed. She tossed the t-shirt to Anne.

“Time’s up!” Cindy called out. Slowly she levered herself out of her chair. She made a half-hearted grab for Larry’s girlfriend. Anne shrieked and took off for the door. Her entire body turned a bright red as she stepped into the hallway.

“You aren’t really going to chase her immediately?” Larry asked as he stepped between the blonde and her fleeing prey.

“That depends,” Cindy answered, “What are you willing to do to give her a head start?” If the look in Cindy’s eyes weren’t enough to let Larry know what she expected, the way she ran a finger up and down the shaft of his semi-engorged cock left no doubt. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft when he grabbed her by the wrist to stop her. The gentle tug of war sparked a rather loud argument. It also caused Larry’s cock to grow. You found your own arousal growing along with Larry’s cock. You felt your panties grow damp.

The two of them were still arguing when you noticed that five minutes had passed since Anne left. Your head swam when you rose. No doubt whatever had been in Cindy’s flask had been more powerful that you expected. You staggered slightly as you made your way to the door. Larry and Cindy were still arguing as you stepped into the hallway. Anne was not in sight. Unlike with Cindy or Larry, you had no real idea where Anne may have gone. Still, you had start looking somewhere.