[stevieg]

Thanks again to those who have posted encouragement.

So, will Mandy accept that "a dare is a dare" after all or will she continue to play at being a tease and keep her modesty?

Part 4.

Rather slowly Chas started, "Truth first. Are you turned on by playing this game with five boys watching you dressed only in your night wear?"

I blushed a little and thought about lying but decided to play along. "Yes. I am - It's kind of exciting thinking that you might all be looking at me!"

“OK then” said Chas looking more nervous than if he was about to jump out of an airplane, "I dare you to stand in the middle of us all and lift your nightie so that we can all see what colour panties you are wearing!" There was silence as the rest of the group sat waiting for my response.

Slowly, I stood up, taking half a step into the middle of the circle whilst thinking about what I should do. I looked around the group, looking down at their faces. Everyone was staring up at me and that great nervous feeling went though me again.

This wasn't that much to ask given what the boys had already been doing and that they were all half dressed, but I still wasn't sure I should let this happen. I was excited - no doubt - but this was in front of my brother, his best friend and several other boys I had only just met! I reasoned however that they would only see what they could around the swimming pool.

OK then, I thought to myself and slowly lowered my hands to the hem of the shirt and hooked my fingers around the thin material. Slowly, I raised it, staring at the ceiling, not daring to look at the boys. I judged that the material had reached the bottom of my underwear when I started to think that if I was going to do this I might as well enjoy it! I moved my stare from the ceiling and started to sway my body as if I was doing a slow dance to music and looked at the boys. They had their eyes on the area at the top of my legs so I continued to dance and slowly lifted the hem until it was around my waist. The boys just stared at me with mouths open. After a few seconds I stopped moving and asked, "Is that enough yet?"

“No, No.......” came the reply!”

I guess I might have known they weren’t going to let me get away with so little! I waited a few more moments and then took hold of two pieces of the hem and tied then together in a knot by my waist so that I could let my hands go from the material. I was now standing in front of a group of boys with them all looking at me in my panties. Luckily they were pretty ordinary panties - enough material so they weren't tight around my pussy and with elasticised leg holes so there was little danger of anyone seeing something they shouldn't.

Now, with my hands freed up I continued to dance seductively raising my hands above my head as I moved. I was enjoying the act but after a minute or two I finally said, "That’s all Folks!" and sat down without bothering to untie the knot in the night dress or to pull it around my legs.

"They weren't my sexiest panties of course but I hope they were good enough for you all." I said teasingly as a parting shot. It was now my turn to ask someone.

I looked at Carl and said "OK - you have to take a truth question - did you enjoy looking at me with all of your friends here?"

Carl looked at me and said "That's not fair – why don’t I get a choice!" whilst all of the others shouted "We did!" or "Go on Carl!"

Carl was obviously embarrassed but finally spoke up, "Yes - It's kind of weird you being my sister and the guys being here but you have sure as hell made this evening interesting. We don't often get to look that closely at real women in their underwear!"

'Real Women' I thought to myself - I guess he must be comparing me to the pictures they’ve seen in porno magazines! Wow – I’d not really ever considered myself as a ‘real woman’ before as I still felt quite young!

Carl continued, a bit more confidently now. "You said these aren't your sexiest knickers - I dare you to go and change into the sexiest knickers you have!"

Well, nobody protested that Carl had passed a dare straight back to me and this was an interesting dare to say the least.

I didn't have much sexy underwear but the sexiest was a black thong that barely covered my pussy. I hadn't bought it myself and had never worn it out of the house. It was right at the back of one of my cupboards where I put it shortly after trying it on and looking at myself in the mirror to judge how good it looked on me and whether it was OK to wear out or not. It had been delivered to me in a small package by the postman a few weeks ago on Valentine's Day with a cryptic note saying 'From me to you - Guess Who??????’

I never found out who had sent it and had decided it was far too skimpy to wear out. It now occurred to me that it could have been sent by one of the guys in the room now - perhaps Chas or even Carl or perhaps one of the others who had seen me with Carl.

I looked around the group of guys sitting there waiting for my response. It was unbelievable - I was the centre of attention and I had control! The whole of the last hour or so had excited me like never before, but now a real electric charge went through my body with the thought of me standing in front of everyone in that small black item that barely covered the outer lips of my pussy and left my backside completely exposed.

“Get me another beer, I need to go for a pee and I'll think about it” I said seductively and left the room to go upstairs.

To be continued......................................... ....