George was ready for nearly anything when he chose dare and Beth did not disappoint.  However, George did not think that Beth was careful in her phrasing, and he planned to hold it against her.  One of many things he would hold against her if things went his way.<br/><br/>"Well, well, well, my little Beth.  This is for you."<br/><br/>George stepped out in front of Beth and began to give her a little lap dance.  As he swayed in front of her, not badly for a man not given to pole dancing, he slowly unzipped and let his slacks fall to the floor.  He boldly stepped out of them and tossed them to the side.  Turning around he continued his lap dance shaking his boxer clad ass inches over her legs and in front of her face.  After a few moments, he swung around again and pulled Beth up to stand with him.<br/><br/>"I have made my decision, Beth.  The underwear I desire to wear for the next two turns is...the underwear you have on right now.  No shaking your head, your dare was to choose someone else's underwear and I have chosen.  Dance 'em down with me, why don't you?<br/><br/>George's face lit up like a small child who had outsmarted his parents into buying his some sweets.  He continued his swaying, sliding his boxers over his hips and then letting the sway carry them the rest of the way down to the floor a quick flick of his foot and they landed somewhere near his slacks.  His rod was full erect and bobbed in front of him as he swayed.  As he waited for Beth to remove her panties, his mind thought ahead and he knew he was going to ask his wife in the next round.