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    Lisa checked the time. A quarter to seven. Fifteen minutes until Doug arrived. She slipped into the bathroom to check 82

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    herself in the mirror. As promised, she had dressed only in John's blue dress shirt. Her breasts filled it out nicely, and while she'd left only two buttons undone at the top, she'd allowed the fourth to pop open so that Doug would have plenty of opportunities to glimpse her inner curves and nipples. And while the shirt was long enough to cover her pussy and ass while she stood, it was too short to keep her covered if she was forced to reach high into a cabinet to get a plate or glass. Of course, if she stood just right, he would glimpse something else while she stretched.
    Lisa examined her legs. She had shaved them this afternoon and trimmed her bush to maintain the little narrow line that John had found so fascinating. Her underarms were also smooth in case things went that far. She knew that she had promised John to fuck Doug, but she didn't think he would be too upset if she found a way around the requirement. And if he did mind, well, wasn't upsetting John part of the reason they were playing this game?
    The doorbell rang and Lisa checked her watch. Ten minutes to seven. Doug was early again.
    Lisa pinched and twisted both of her nipples to make them stand out beneath her shirt.
    It was time to start the show.

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    John felt both nervous and excited as he stood before the buzzers in the lobby of Robin's building. He also felt somewhat fatalistic. Whatever happened tonight he was in for trouble. Whatever he did he could lose Lisa, and he could lose Robin. Except the truth was, he had never had Robin and he might not have Lisa.
    Why did women have to make everything so difficult?
    Maybe he couldn't fairly blame Lisa. He had just met her and he needed to consider the possibility that she was more unbalanced than commitment shy or insecure. But Robin!
    John had known Robin for four long years. Four years of too-tight t-shirts and painted-on jeans and shorts. Four years of unreleased boners as he caught a cab home. He thought about all the times they'd gotten drunk together and he'd tried to talk her into showing him her breasts. He could see the idea excited her, but she just wouldn't pull up her shirt.
    Then there was the night in his apartment. The memory of that evening still made him angry. They had been drinking and he had talked Robin into a game of strip poker. She'd been reluctant at first, but when he lost his shirt and pants in quick succession, she had started to relax and enjoy herself.
    Then she'd lost her first hand and he had thought at last that he was going to get to see her bra-covered breasts. Robin had crossed her arms and grabbed the bottom edge of her t-shirt. She'd twisted the fabric, laughing nervously.
    "Do I have to?" she had asked him.
    John had simply indicated the cards.
    "Can I take off my pants instead?"
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    It wasn't what John had really wanted, but he'd agreed because he didn't want her to back out completely if he refused.
    She wore hot red panties beneath her jeans, and the sight had made his cock form a tent within his boxers.
    When Robin lost the next hand, she had screwed up her courage and pulled off her shirt. After three long years, John could finally stare at Robin's massive breasts covered only by a lacey black bra. Actually, Robin was too big for pure lace.
    Some sort of satin composed the lower portion of the bra with only the top third made of the lighter covering. Normally this would only have shown John more of Robin's cleavage, but pulling off her t-shirt had refitted Robin's right breast in her bra and her incredibly huge nipple—fully engorged and erect—strained at the lace fabric.
    Robin didn't bother to readjust her breast, and John couldn't tear his eyes off that