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“You’re going to grade me?” Anna exhaled. “Isn’t me just doing the dare enough?”

“No.”

“I see.”

Hayley was downright smirking.

Anna shook her head, slowly registering the gauntlet that had been thrown down.

“Or washing dishes for one week?” Hayley said, innocently. “Which would you prefer?”

“I’ll put some music on.”

“Woohoo!”

Anna rose and turned the speaker on. She scrolled through her playlists to find some songs that might fit the mood. She chose a song that was out when they used to dance in clubs. She’d watched Hayley dancing to this song, while secretly lusting after her, so many times. Hayley probably wouldn’t remember but it meant a lot to Anna. How had she agreed to this? Perhaps the whisky and her current state of arousal were clouding her judgement, or maybe she just wanted to do it. She wanted Hayley to want her. She’d always wanted that. Hayley just never did.

Sexy music played on the speaker as Anna turned around to find Hayley watching her. She was sitting up squarely, with both feet on the ground, legs spread, taking up her space. For some reason, her position on the chair like that turned Anna on. It was like Hayley was expecting something. Anna swallowed, feeling butterflies in her stomach and tension in her neck and jaw.

Anna straightened, already wanting to dance to the music anyway. But if she was going to do this, she was going to do it right. A lap dance was no regular dance. It had to be seductive.

Did she have this in her?

Anna shook her ass, theatrically, and laughed, trying to break the tension. It didn’t really.

Hayley laughed, softly, and smiled.

Anna locked eyes with her and began swaying to the slow and deep beats. On one level, this was ridiculous. On another, she couldn’t wait to strut her stuff.

Hayley’s lips partly opened. Her eyes were kind and patient, which did nothing to dissipate Anna’s frustratingly long-lived attraction to her.

Anna let the tension fall from her body and suggestively ground her hips and shook her ass, channelling her inner stripper and rude boy all at once. She ran her hands up her sides and across her body, over her breasts and back down the centre of her chest. Anna put everything into it. She wanted to prove to Hayley she could do this, that she wanted her to watch.

Because she so did.

Hayley nodded her head to the music, her eyes trained on Anna and never leaving.

Anna danced to the side and squatted down with her legs open wide. She put her hands on her knees and shook her ass down low. She arched her back as she came back up, slowly, never dropping eye contact with her viewer. She tensed her abs while rocking her hips side to side and slid her hands down her crotch and back up again, feeling so powerful given how dark Hayley’s eyes had gone.

Anna moved closer. Their legs brushed. Time was suspended as Anna danced for her. She forgot about the dare. This had taken on a whole new meaning. Anna wanted Hayley to love this. Was she?

She leaned over, her face right next to Hayley’s, her breasts right in her face, and slowly unzipped her fleece. There was no skin to be revealed but the action of the slow unzipping seemed to be working. Hayley gasped, almost inaudibly. It was like the best thing she’d ever heard.

Anna stood back up. She turned around and danced slowly, aware her ass was right in front of Hayley’s face. She couldn’t believe they were doing this. But Anna was enjoying it so much.

She turned back around. Hayley’s chest rose and fell as she took a deep breath. They locked eyes. A shot of adrenaline rushed through Anna.

Anna opened her legs, standing either side of Hayley’s knees, taking over Hayley’s personal space. Strippers got as close as this, didn’t they? Seductively, she lowered herself, holding eyes with Hayley the entire time, still softly grinding to the music, still touching her body, running her hands over herself, pinching and squeezing as if it was Hayley doing it to her instead.

Hayley’s mouth was open and the skin between her eyes was furrowed. She shifted in her seat, as if wanting to get involved, but her hands stayed firmly on her lap. There was no denying that she was watching and she was into it.

Hovering over Hayley’s knees, Anna wanted nothing more than to allow herself to sit on Hayley’s lap, to put her arms around her shoulders and kiss her. A flicker of mutual recognition passed between them. Hayley stared at Anna’s mouth.

Anna’s legs burned from the squat. What were they doing? This was crazy. Anna stood back up, moved back and walked back over to the speaker, heart racing, mind scrambled, slightly out of breath. She stood with her back to Hayley for a while, pretending to be on her phone while she attempted to get it together. In the end she just cut the music and turned around.

Hayley was still looking at her. “That was”?Hayley cleared her throat?“great. Top marks.”

“I’m going to bed.”