...ad flicked a random cashew into an empty bowl 2 tables over. Sam offered up 5 bucks saying he couldn't do it again.
"Whatever. Let's get naked and get this over with." Sam locked the door behind them, and they walked into the apartment.
"You don't want to savor the moment?" It had degenerated so fast that Sam was down $200, and yet she was sure he wouldn't do it again. She offered him double or nothing, if he could hit the bowl 4 tables over. Freddie knew she'd never afford $400, let alone $200, so he decided to get Sam to offer up something he was very interested in. Her body. If she lost again, she had to be his slave that night.
Spencer was out camping with Socko, and wouldn't be back for a week. He didn't want to take the chance of his mother busting in on him, not at least until she left for her night shift, and with Carly at the movies they had a couple hours free.
Freddie quickly took off his striped polo shirt (worn just to piss Sam off), pants and boxers, his dick hanging loose, until he sat in the recliner chair, and Sam did the same, a couple layers of shirts, a plain black bra, her cargo shorts, and finally, blue boxer shorts.
Sam looked down on the couch, and for a moment wondered how many chicks Spencer had fucked on it. Sam flipped the pillows around, then plopped down.
Freddie got instantly hard at the sight of her naked body, legs spread wide, tits out and amazing, and her...