Tight finish

With Leanne in such a state of undress she figured at least now it'd be easy to distract John from his shots. With her cue almost acting as a stripper pole she paraded herself round for the bar owner's attention. Letting him take in every inch of her tight, young body.

"Fuck me, you're so hot!" he panted as he made a grab for her barely covered arse cheek.

"Mmm... You better take your shot before I take it for you." grinned Leanne as she wiggled her backside in his hand. "And I'm not a very good player."

Reluctantly John let go of her firm rear and turned to the table. Leanne's attempts to distract him with her hot little tease failed. Seeing her almost naked and being so close to victory helped John focus enough to send his ball into the pocket.

"Nice shot," said Leanne, not doing a very good job at hiding her disappointment. Fortunately that let down was short lived as she sent her own ball into the pocket on her turn. "Woo-hoo!" she cried triumphantly. "Two to go, Johnny. And I'm gonna wiiin!"

Leanne's exuberance didn't last much longer. John potted again on his turn leaving him with just one more ball before he was on the black for the win. Seeing him so close to victory caused Leanne to tense up as she took her turn and miss once again.

Leanne didn't have much choice left about what clothing she should remove. It just depended on whether she wanted to show John her breasts or her pussy. After a moment to decide she went with her usual response when faced with a difficult situation. She got her tits out.

"What a great set of boobs!" cried John as he watched the young girl peel her tight vest top off and toss it to the side with the rest of her discarded clothing. The old man's eyes were on stalks as he stared at Leanne's exposed breasts, taking in every inch of the perfectly shaped orbs displayed before him.

He made a move to grab at her naked chest but Leanne gently stopped his eager hand. "You've still got two more balls to pot," she warned whilst still maintaining a seductive tone. "When you win then I'm all yours."

"When I win?" grinned the pub landlord excitedly. "What's the matter? Not so confident any more now you're down to just your knickers?"

"It's not the first time I've played with an older man in just my underwear," replied Leanne with a cheeky wink, teasing John just a little more. "Remember, whoever loses has to do a forfeit. Then we can have some fun!"

John could hardly contain his excitement (or his bulging erection) any longer. Eagerly he turned to take his shot. Pausing for a moment to concentrate on what he was doing and not the nearly naked girl next to him. He just needed to pot two more balls and he could get Leanne to do whatever he wanted, whereas she still needed three before she won the game.

Disappointingly for Leanne, John's focus held as he potted his ball. However, knowing she'd be completely naked before the game had even finished if she missed again was enough motivation for Leanne and she sunk her ball too. Now it was down to the last ball for John. If he missed, Leanne could lose a ball and take her turn on the black next. If he potted it, he could get Leanne to do whatever he wanted.

With a long, slow deep breath he pulled back his cue and took aim at the black ball.