A Crazy Night Out

After dinner, everyone went home to get ready for a night out. As we walked back to our dorms, there was a weird energy in the air: it kind of felt like we all really needed to let loose a little bit. My roommates and I got ready quickly and we started the night at our favorite frat. We were several drinks in and enjoying a game of beer pong when Emily arrived with our other friends. We waved them over and they grabbed some beers for everyone as they came over. We all chatted during our game of pong and, as usual, my roommate clutched up and won us the game. Emily was about to step in and replace the losing team, but a voice called from across the room, "We had next!" Two girls came out of the crowd and waved Emily away from the table. They put their beers down and started setting up the cups. My roommate and I watched them in total silence: both of these girls were absolute knockouts. I was about to say hi, but the girl on the left, in a tight red top and cutoff black shorts, finished her beer and said, "OK, let's go." She seemed like she was in a rush and in no mood for pleasantries, so my roommate and I didn't say anything. Since we owned the table, we had first shot, but we both missed. The girl in the red said, "OK, this'll be quick" and promptly drained her first shot of the night. Her friend, in a green halter top and black yoga pants, completely missed the table and said, "Let's not get ahead of ourselves. You know I suck at this." My roommate and I both missed our second shots again and it was pretty clear the girls were going to mop the floor with us. Emily was next to me and said, "Sweet, I'll get the table soon." I leaned in and whispered, "Whether we win or lose, can you find out if either of these girls is single?" Emily smirked at me and said, "Sure. Which one do you like better?" I thought for a second and said, "Definitely green top, the other one seems snobby."

As they got ready for their next turn, a tall, muscular dude came up and put his arms around the girl in the red top and said, "Hey, babe." She smiled wide and said, "Joe! Finally!" He apologized for being late and asked her, "Are you almost done?" She shook her head and said, "No, but we just started. We can bail." She and the guy turned to leave and left the girl in the green top alone. She looked at us and said, "Well, so much for that. Hope you find someone else to play against!" Emily made her first brilliant move of the night and said, "Hang on, I have next game, but I don't have a teammate. You want to play?" The girl in the green top hesitated, looked back at her friends walking away, and said, "Sure, they're just going to go make out on a couch somewhere. I'm Katie." Emily introduced herself and took the place of the girl in the red. Katie said, "By the way, I'm awful at this." Emily said, "Eh, whatever. It's OK, I'm awful, too." Then Emily turned pointed at us and said, "These are my best friends." My roommate and I went over to introduce ourselves to Katie. As I shook her hand and greeted her, I noticed just how fit Katie was. Her yoga pants hugged an incredibly toned ass and long, muscular legs. Her halter top outlined a small waist, a flat stomach with strong abs, and was stretched tight by her perky tits. She had an elegant neck and jaw line, a slender face with big, round, blue eyes, and pin-straight dark hair pulled into a tight ponytail. It was really hard not to let my eyes wander, so I settled for letting them linger on her eyes for a split second longer than expected, which drew a subtle smile from her. After saying hello, my roommate and I got back to our side of the table to start the game.

Since Katie's teammate had bailed, we started over and let the girls go first. Emily took the first shot and bounced off the rim of the middle cup. Katie followed and, while it wasn't much of an improvement over her earlier one, she hit the table, at least. My roommate and I looked at each other and didn't need to say what we were both thinking: this was going to be easy. My roommate shot first and hit the front cup. Emily picked it up and held it towards Katie, who muttered, "Fuck, we're screwed" and chugged it. I went next, but missed. We traded turns back and forth, and Emily started breaking Katie out of her shell. It turned out that Katie had grown up just a few towns away from me, which was a nice ice-breaker as we bonded a bit over a few places we'd both been to as kids. As the game went on, Katie and I had developed a decent rapport, and my roommate was being a great wingman, hyping me up and staying out of my way as I chatted with her across the table. Neither team made much progress over the next ten minutes: we took a decent lead at first but the girls started to come back. Katie turned out to be super cool and went head-to-head with Emily, my roommate, and I as we talked shit to each other. It's never easy to enter an existing friendship but Katie fit right in. The ease with which she inserted herself into our banter was pretty endearing: it seemed like she was totally comfortable around new people. Eventually, my roommate and I had two cups left on our side and the girls had just one in front of them. They seemed pretty resigned to losing so when my roommate and I got the balls back for our turn, he continued talking shit.

My roommate said, "I might as well shoot this with my eyes closed, right?" Emily shot him a look and said, "Oh shut it. You're not winning by that much. Just shoot the ball." My roommate made a mocking face and said, "Fine, but if I sink this, you guys have to kiss us." It was a bold move: he was trying to help me out with Katie, but Emily and I shared a panicked look, as we both thought he'd scare her off. Katie didn't miss a beat, though, and said, "Sounds like a bet someone who doesn't get much action would make." My roommate's jaw fell slack and Emily and I cracked up. Emily breathlessly said, "That's fucking hilarious, and you're not even wrong!" My roommate didn't like Emily doubling down on the insult but I think he understood that her focus was on connecting me with Katie, so he took it in stride and said, "Yeah, well, college hasn't been as fun for me as for John." I glanced at Katie out of the corner of my eye to see if she'd react to that and, though it was subtle, she very briefly raised her eyebrows as if to say to herself, "Oh, really?"

My roommate picked up one of the balls and, true to his word, closed his eyes and threw it. The ball sailed completely past the table and way off to the left. Emily said, "You're an idiot." Katie laughed and said, "OK, well that was exactly what we expected." I just said, "Wow, not even close." Apparently, our destiny would fall on my shoulders.