“Here we are,” Selena said, “Just two naked girls having a drink.”
Iris laughed, the tension relieved for a moment. Iris had always had a wonderful smile.
“Well, I guess we can finally call this a draw, can we?” Iris said, leaning forwards and picking up her wine glass.
“A draw?” Selena said, “I don’t believe in such a thing.” She thought for a second and then an idea came to her. “I know what!” She paused. “If you go to the bar and get us another drink, you win. If not… well, I’ll go.”
Iris nearly dropped her glass. “Go to the bar? Like this?” she questioned.
Selena smiled and nodded. “It’s up to you,” she said, “You have first option. If not… well, you know I’ll do it, don’t you?”
Iris sighed: she knew Selena would go through with it. And here was her chance to finally beat Selena at this game. She’d come this far, so a little further wasn’t going to make any difference.
Steeling herself, Iris stood from her chair and picked up her purse from the table. “Same again?” she asked. Selena grinned.
She watched as Iris strode across the room, her small, naked buttocks swaying as her hips rocked. All eyes followed her.
Quickly, Selena turned around and picked up her underwear. She pulled the knickers over her legs and put the bra back around her chest. It felt tight and constrictive after the short-lived freedom her breasts had felt. She stole an anxious glance towards the bar: Iris was still waiting for the barman to finish taking someone’s money before dealing with her order, something he would be doing a lot faster if he wasn’t distracted by Iris’s naked body leant up against the bar.