the partygoers cheer as you take off running
Natalie starts running around the party, feeling very self-conscious in her thong. She can feel the eyes of the men on her as she runs. She tries to ignore them and focus on finishing the dare.
grabs her waist and pulls her close
giggles "I didn't know you were into that sort of thing."
"you better!" I laugh as I watch her run.
Natalie runs as fast as she can, her muscles moving fluidly as she sprints around the track. Her long hair bounces with each stride, and her skin glistens with a light layer of sweat. As she rounds the final bend, she pushes herself even harder, her heart pounding in her chest. Finally, she crosses the finish line and slows to a jog, panting heavily but exhilarated by the workout.
"Nope. You're not doing it. I'm not letting you." I grab Natalie's wrist.
Natalie laughs and looks at you with a defiant smirk.
"Oh yeah? And what are you going to do to stop me, huh?"
I walk outside in my thong. I see you. I look at you with an expression that's a mixture of being shy and feeling exposed, knowing that I'm showing more skin than I ever have to you before.
I watch as she runs a lap around the house.
I finish the lap and return to you, panting a bit. I'm wearing only a thong, and it's clear that the men at the party have been staring at me.
I take off down the street in my thong and no top, the cool air hitting my body. I feel a little self-conscious and exposed, but I also feel exhilarated.
Natalie comes running out of the house, wearing a thong and a smile.
Natalie: "Hey, it's not so bad!"
She does a little twirl to show off her outfit.
I've never been more sure of anything in my life