Lost Bet and Clothing
by Lisa Rogers
My alarm clock went off at 4:30 am. I began to think about what I would be doing soon and the preparations that we had made the evening before. I was beginning to have second thoughts. How did I get myself into this I wondered. I was certain that Alan Iverson and the 76ers would win atleast 2 games of the NBA finals. If only they had, then the tables would be turned and I would have won the bet. Now I must pay off my gambling debt with my clothing and my modesty. I looked at the clock and hurried to get ready. Sunrise was at 5:48 am, that didn't leave much time.
He came over at 5:00 am as scheduled. "Are you ready" he asked with a smile. Forcing a smile I said "I sure am". With a big grin, he sat down and looked me over from head to toe. "Take off your clothes sweethart" he commanded with a soft but sure voice. That was the first thing I had to do to satisfy my lost bet with him.
I kicked off my shoes and slid off my socks. Then I reached up to unbutton my blouse. I hesitated for a second before sliding it past my shoulders and down my arms. Letting the blouse fall to the floor I reached to unbutton my jeans and slide them down my legs. Stepping out of my jeans I looked up at him realizing that my bra would be the next thing to come off. My cheeks turned red with embarasement as I realized that he was staring at my chest waiting for my breasts to be bared. It was even worse knowing that there was nothing I could do to stop it. I reached up to grab the clips between my breasts and un-hooked them. I had a hard time pulling the cups from my breasts so I froze as I starred at him with a panicked look in my face. He noticed that I was trembling but had no compasion. "The longer you wait, the less time you will have" he said. Realizing that he was right, I looked down and away as I slowly pulled the bra cups away from my chest exposing my bare 36C breasts to him. Quickly I slid the bra down my arms and let my bra fall to the floor.
As I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of my panties, I felt another rush of embarrassment come to my face. I pulled my panties down just far enough so the tufts of my pubic hair became visible then I paused and looked up at him again. He just smiled and said "Well let's go". I then ran my panties all the way down my legs and stepped out of them.
"Alright I am naked" I said to him. "Good, here is the combination and I will only say it once. 15-47-28". With that, he lead me to the door as I slipped my shoes back on. I paused once more not wanting to go through with it, but I had no choice. Looking at me he said "You better not wait any longer, there is just over 30 minutes left until sunrise", then he opened the door and lead me out on to the porch. "Good luck" he said as he closed and locked the door behind me. Just then a gust of cool night air swept across the front of my naked body causing my nipples to harden.
30 minutes I thought to myself. Yesterday, after we set up all the props, it took only 20 minutes to complete the course, but that was fully dressed. I would only have 10 minutes for hiding and taking alternate routes.
Looking around I saw that there was nobody around so I dashed out to the street. Looking around again, I saw that the coast was clear. I ran down the street dodging in and out of whatever covering I could find. Around the corner I saw the headlights of a car coming this way so I ducked behind a parked car. When the car passed I stared again down the street. At the end of the street was a well lit arterial that I would have to cross. I wanted to wait, but time was ticking. Soon the sun would come up and the streets would be busy with cars and pedestrians.
Armed with only the combination of a lock that I would need to open, and my white tennis shoes, I could see that there would probably never be a perfect time to cross this busy street so I waited until the last car passed and darted across the street and into the park. I heard a few honks so it was clear that some of the distant oncoming cars saw my naked body.
I ran at full speed to the other end of the park where the parking lot was. There in the center of the parking lot was a light pole with a combination lock around the base. Attached to the lock was another key. This light was a double edge sword. On one hand I wanted the light to be off so nobody could see me, on the ther hand I needed the light to open the lock.
I paused as I reached the edge of the parking lot. To my horror, there were two police cars parked with the officers chatting to each other so I hid in the bushes. My heart began to race as I realized the predicament I was in. At the rate I was going I could only afford a few minutes here assuming everyhing else went smoothly. Five minutes went by and still no movement by the police. My 10 minute cushion was almost gone. Then I got a brilliant idea. Back on the busy arterial, I noticed a phone booth. I could make a fake 911 call.
I raced back through the park and stopped as I approached the arterial. Although phone both was only ten feet away it was also in plain sight of the traffic. To make things worse, there was a light on in the booth. No time to waste, I jumped in the booth picked up the phone and dialed the number. Just then I saw several cars approaching. With my naked body clearly visible, I had no choice but to stay. The phone rang and rang for what seemed like an eternity. The drivers all noticed me and slowed down to get a good look at me. What was I to do, so I just smiled and waved. There was an answer and I made up a story about a break-in at the liquor store. As I turned around to leave the phone booth, I ran into two guys out for an early morning run. They whistled as their eyes covered every inch of my body. Covering up as best I could, I ran back into the park towards the parking lot at the other end of the park.
What ever may have been left of my ten minute cushion was for sure gone and then some. Approaching the parking lot I could see that there was nobody there. Then I thought what was the combination? After all this I forget the combination! My heart began to race once again, as I stood naked under the light, staring at the lock.
Try to remember, I said to myself. I could now hear people coming, they were heading right this way. What do I do? I can't afford any more time since the sun would break in just minutes then my cover of darkness would be gone and I still have to get my car and drive home, naked. I bit the bullet and frantically began to dial various combinations. No luck. Just then two couples in their 30's emerged from the trail that lead to the parking lot carrying tennis gear. They stopped as they saw me crouching at the base of the light pole fumbling with the lock. I couldn't leave since I needed the lock open in order to move on.
They approached me and asked if I was alright. I said "everything was fine". "Can we help in any way?" one of the ladies asked. I said "I just need to open this lock and I can be on my way, I don't have time to explain". One of the women said "My father was a locksmith, I learned a few tricks in opening locks like this one". "Great" I said. "Do you think you could open this one for me"? "I'll try" she said. I stood up to let her get at the lock. I felt so exposed as I noticed the two men look me over from head to toe. Even the other woman was taking note of my feminine charms. I felt so foolish trying to use my hands to cover up. Besides there was no way to completely cover up anyway, so I decided to just stand there with my hands to my side and let them stare at my naked body.
Standing there, naked, exposed and under a light, the seconds seemed like hours. Then I noticed a car pulling into the parking lot. It was two guys. They immediately noticed me and began to stare. I felt naked before, now I really feel naked. They too had tennis gear, as I realized that I was standing in the parking lot next to the tennis courts. There must be a huge demand for tennis courts, that must be why so many people arrive early to avoid the crowd. This means that even more people were sure to show up and soon.
Just then, the one woman opened the lock, freed the key and closed the key in her hand. "The price for my services is that you must give us a quick explanation as to why you are naked and trying to open this lock, and while doing so, you must model for us". Figuring that they have already seen me naked and I needed the key I agreed. While posing in many different positions, all very revealing, I explained how I lost this bet and that my payment for losing was to strip completely naked for the guy who won the bet. Then with only tennis shoes and about thirty minutes left until sunrise, I had to travel on foot to this park and unlock the key to my car. Then I had to take the key to a parking lot across a busy, and well lit street to get my car. Then once in my car I had to drive to his apartment naked. Under the floor mat in my car was a key to his apartment. At his apartment, I would get my clothes back and the key to my house. If I made it to his house before sunrise, then my bet would be paid off. If not then I will have to pay an additional penalty.
During my little show a few more people with tennis gear arrived and stopped to watch. When she was satisfied with my explanation, she asked for one more thing. "Give me your name and number, I periodically have parties where we have fun and play games where the losers must also pay with their clothes" she said. With a smile on her face she handed me the key as she glanced down at my chest. "Good Luck" she said. By then at least a dozen people were in attendance.