Sarah.

“Okay, I’ll go first,” Sarah volunteers “I dare Jenny ... to strip down to her underwear.”

“You’re assuming I’m wearing any underwear.” Jennifer said with a laugh, toying with the top button of her shirt. “Luckily I am.”

John didn’t entirely agree that this was lucky, but he still eagerly watched as she kept toying with her top button. As she kept hesitating he wondered if he would be imposing a forfeit this early in the game. Then, throwing a small grin his way, Jennifer undid the top button and slowly slid her fingers down her top to the next button. Here again she paused, playing with the button. She teasingly drew out the unbuttoning of her shirt, even Sarah who Jon had always thought of as straight seemed captivated as glimpses of her bra clad breasts and toned belly were revealed.

Finally she stood up and threw off her shirt. Confidently standing there in her jeans and bra she struck a couple of poses, before sliding her jeans inch by inch down her slender thighs. Her bra and panties were a matching set in pale pastel colours, which complimented her pale skin tone and vivid red hair, managing to be seductive, without looking cheap or tacky.

“Like what you see?” She teased Sarah, who seemed even more gob-smacked now Jennifer was standing there in just her underwear. “I guess we know why you choose this particular dare.”

Sarah blushed bright red, and averted her eyes. “I was just wondering where you brought that bra.” She muttered defensively.

“Sure.” Jennifer said with a laugh. “So, who shall I dare now?”