It was the start of summer vacation and John had plenty of time on his hands; he had already been accepted into the universality of his choice, a local IT institute that both afforded him close contact with his family, respectable education and affordable tuition, but was still distant enough to afford him enough independence for the full college experience.
Emily also had plenty of time on her hands, not only did she get accepted into the nearby sister university, she was in there with a track and field scholarship, preparing her for an olympic career.
Their plan to waste the day started early, it was only an hour after dawn when Emily came over and dragged a still drowsy John to play basketball, on the pretense that he needed to shape up to get the girls in college.
John personally preferred a few more hours of sleep.
Despite his recalcitrance, John was soon energized and playing along (after getting a bit of breakfast in him, of course) in the court.
Jenna was quite surprised to see them up so early on her morning jog, in fact, it was quite a surprise to see
anyone
out at this hour, she tended to wake up especially early, and this town was short on early risers.
She watched them for a few minutes, only making her presence known by heckling John when he missed an easy shot, the two waved back and walked up to say hello.
"It's not often that I see a familiar face this early, let alone two." Jenna smiled cheerfully as the two friends approached the chain link surrounding the court, slightly out of breath thanks to their morning game.
"We had time to kill." Emily wiped the sweat of her forehead, brushing her short hair into place and breathing out a sigh of relaxation "not much else to do these days, just waiting for the time to pack up and move out."
Jenna felt a twinge of sadness, she was going to Columbia university, she was going to see the big apple in all its glory.
Her friends weren't coming with her.
"So who's winning?" Jenna asked, pushing the gloom out of her thoughts and grinning through it.
"Who do you think?" John, slightly more winded than his opponent, quipped as he gave Emily a side glance.
"Mind if I join? Jogging is fine and all, but this looks more fun." Jenna's grin softened into a smile, determined to enjoy the time she had left to its fullest.
"Sure thing, I'll open the door." Emily nodded and leapt towards the door, Jenna walked over, watching John walk back towards the court.
Once inside, Jenna had a devious thought, and shared it with the other two:
"So this is more fun than jogging, but why stop there?" Jenna's grin returned, this time with a hint of wickedness that was absent when she first put it on "how about we make it strip basketball?"
The two seemed a little nervous, but Jenna recognized the look of hunger and excitement mixed in with that apprehension, Emily was always a sucker for such public acts of nudity, and John could never refuse a strip game, they weren't about to refuse.
Jenna congratulated herself when the two agreed, out of the three, Emily's track and field experience (not to mention her love of basketball) meant she'd be tough to beat in a fair game, but she doubted that Emily would give it her all, not when her own exposure was at stake, even if she wanted to win, her desire to strip in public might unconsciously interfere with her skills.
John was the least athletic, he was more of a nerd and both her and Emily were quite athletic, meaning that she could probably outplay him and get him naked first even if she wasn't fairly experienced in basketball, it's not like she had never played the game before.
"So what are the rules?" John asked, eager to set the game in motion, consequences be damned.
"I was thinking we play one on one, swapping out the loser of every point, that way, the winner gets a bigger challenge and the losers have time to rest and think." Jenna explained, already imagining what fun things she could do with John, and maybe even Emily if she was lucky.
"We play until two are naked, the first one naked becomes the slave of the winner for the rest of the day, the second one naked only gets a forfeit." Jenna laid down the final stakes, and saw the hungry excitement in the two's eyes as they widened as she did, she wondered if they both wanted to win, or if the idea of losing excited them just as much.
Jenna was at least half right, as the game progressed, it became half apparent that John was not the easy target she had anticipated he would be.
The points between her and Emily were no contest, Emily steamrolled her every time, she had yet to score a single point on the perky girl, so she had hoped that she could recover when facing John, and leave him to lose more points to her than the other way around.
That was not the case, not only did John seem to tie neck and neck with Jenna for points, taking as many points away from her as she could manage to take from him, but the galling part is that when facing Emily, John seemed to fare even better than he did with her, not only was Jenna beginning to panic, it was a confused panic that she could not understand.
Jenna was not wearing much, she had chosen to go with a plain set of grey sports underwear, a matching bra and panty set, as well as a pink tanktop and black yoga pants, these four items alongside her shoes and ankle socks made six items, certainly less than John's five (shirt, shorts, boxers, shoes and socks) and Emily's rather exhibitionist-worthy four (sports bra, shorts, socks and shoes).
Despite her clothing advantage, she quickly found herself wearing nothing but her bra, panties and shoes; she chose to remove the socks first, not wanting them to be damaged by the rough surface of the courtyard, and kept her shoes fearing she would not be able to play barefoot as well as she did previously.
The first three points went to Emily, leaving Jenna two items short (socks and shirt) and John shirtless), Emily finally deposed as John dashed past Emily and tossed in a three pointer, the fifth point was John against Jenna yet again, which resulted in the loss of her yoga pants, something the two considerably enjoyed watching her peel of her sweating skin, making sure to get a good look at her bubbly butt as she bent over to remove the crumpled up synthetic fabric that gathered at her ankles.
Next at the seventh point (John only lost his socks on the sixth point) Jenna managed to steal the ball from Emily, finally scoring a layup and forcing her out of her shoes, though even Jenna herself was not beyond admitting that this was probably a fluke, and that she'd be hard pressed to steal another point from Emily.
Her luck wouldn't last though, as the very next point saw John catching on to her playstyle and making sure to guard the ball properly, passing her and scoring a layup of his own.
Jenna couldn't believe it, how was she the worst player, with John seemingly the one with the least amount of losses.
Still nervous and worried about what she had to do, Jenna finally decided to ditch the shoes and risk playing on the rough concrete, immediately regretting the choice as her feet touched the ground, as she feared, the next point was going to be tough to win.
Even more surprising was the next point, John went up against Emily, and counter to expectations, he was keeping up fairly well, in fact, as John managed to keep Emily away from the basket, forcing her to make a hasty shot and miss, quickly capitalizing on this, he grabbed the ball and made a shot of his own, all before Emily could properly react and catch up, scoring the point and trying with her 2 for 2 in the points they played against each other.
Emily smiled and reached down to the elastic band of her sports bra, her perky breasts getting hit by the fresh, relatively cool summer's morning air.
Emily bit her lips as she looked down and pinched her nipples, they were rock hard already, even before taking off her bra, and now she was standing there in just a pair of short sports shorts.
Jenna knew that the next point would be her only chance, if she didn't get ahead of the game, she'd be the first in line to lose, she cursed under her breath for proposing that forfeit, expecting to at least beat John easily was backfiring now.
Fortunately for her, John was finally starting to slip up after playing so many points, so Jenna finally managed to give him the slip and instead of aiming for a layup like she did before, she managed to trick John into giving her space to make a two point throw and finally score a point against him.
unfortunately for her, this only resulted in John losing his shorts, while it was a bit more revealing (she could see his erection a bit more clearly now), it was essentially the same outfit he had before losing, and even more importantly, he still had his shoes while they were barefooted, which meant that his feet weren't being grazed with every point.