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The football watch party

The football watch party.

I was at a football game watch party the other night, but I didn’t really know the host. I was visiting Pittsburgh from another city and was invited at the last minute by one of the regulars of previous football watch parties held here. There were five of us and the host’s wife. Her name was Jenna. She was a smokin’ hot chick with shoulder length hair and a very tight body. She was fired up about the game. Jenna wore a team jersey and very short blue jean cutoffs, that really showed off her fantastic legs. She was bringing everyone drinks and apparently had consumed a few herself before we got there.

Every time she strolled into the room my eyes could not stray from her. She had a fluid motion to how she moved that was mesmerizing. The first quarter of the game ended, and the regulars all cheered at the score. I did not know why there was so much enthusiasm, but quickly learned that everyone had bet on a certain score for the home team at the end of each quarter. Jenna had apparently not picked the right score, so the group started clapping for her to take off the jersey. This was starting to get VERY interesting.

Jenna stood in front of the group, facing away from us, and slowly lifted the team jersey over her head, then flung it in the corner. She calmly rotated around to display that she wore a loose-fitting silk teddy under that jersey. The shear material clung seamlessly to her incredible breasts. I could not believe my good fortune ...

... to have been invited to this party. Jenna was a little shy at first, but soon enough she loosened up and got into the spirit of strip football. Her lovely tits spilled out of the teddy whenever she bent over the coffee table to set a drink down or pick up empties. I tried not to be obvious, but I could not keep from staring at her as she paraded around the room. Jenna was distractingly beautiful.

The game continued, and the end of the second quarter came and the guys all cheered again. Jenna missed guessing the right score for this quarter too and had to lose another piece of clothing. We all sat there, quietly anticipating which piece of her attire would soon be discarded. She faced the TV, and slowly undid her cut-offs. My mouth was dry with lust as she wiggled her ass and let them fall to the floor. The back of her tiny thong panties disappeared up the crack of her incredible ass. She flicked her shorts to the side with one foot and turned to face her silent audience.

Someone let out a groan as she snugged up her panties and gave us a wonderful camel toe view of her barely covered snatch. Holy shit, she was hot. We all let out complimentary cat calls and she loved it. Apparently, there was enough booze flowing in her that most of her earlier inhibitions had disappeared. We all were enchanted by the vision of her dancing around the room, shaking her bootie and rubbing up against us. I could not wait till the end of the third quarter.

The stakes of the game began to ...