Hot Summer Job/You look down at Bree's dress
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"I dare you to take off your dress."
"What?" Bree asks, suddenly surprised. "But... that's the only thing I'm wearing!"
"Yeah? So were my boxers which are now sitting over there, thank you very much."
"But... but... I can't even see. You could be wearing underwear under your underwear and I wouldn't know. But this... you'll see... me." Bree stumbles through her words, anxiously trying to bargain with you while you stroke her slit.
"It is a dare, Bree. Of course there's always the option to forfeit," you casually mention.
"No! Forfeits are always worse! I want a dare, but... can't you go easy? I want to have fun," she adds, posturing up against your hand and squeezing her legs again.