Alice sent you a text

"hey bby," the text reads, "having fun at the club. Hows ur nite?"

Judging from the way she's texting, you can already tell Alice has had a few drinks.

"Good," you reply, "just watching TV. Thanks for checking in."

A few minutes pass, and Alice texts again. "remember how i said i wanted to do stuff? well im gonna."

You're confused by the text message, and a little put off by it. You're certain Alice is talking about the conversation you had Friday, but you were certain she wanted to take things slow and be careful. You conclude it must either be the stress, ****, or both doing the talking. You reply, "what do you mean?"

Alice replies, "{if Exhibitionist=1}im wearing that short halter top dress u like and im not wearing panties ;) ...{endif}{if Hotwife=1}this really cute guy offered to buy me a drink and i flashed him my butt!{elseif Femdom=1}tell me what ud do if u were here rite now...{endif}".

You're not sure what to make of her text. You're not totally comfortable with the situation, and you feel like it's out of your control right now as asking her to come home would likely just start a fight you don't need to have. Still, if Alice insists on having her fun, as long as she doesn't do anything totally out of line you should play along. At least that way, the chance she does something totally out of line in her state is much lessened.

You reply to her text, "{if

Hotwife=1}fun, free drink. Did you get something good out of it?"

Her reply comes after a few minutes. "yep. sorry he wanted to dance and i decided to say yes."

Suddenly feeling a little jealous and possessive, something comes over you and you text back, "I hope that was it..."

The reply comes quickly, "that was it! hes a really good dancer though, he grabbed my butt a little but it was just part of the dance..."

You get a bad feeling in the pit of your stomach, and your hands start to shake a little. You're not sure what Alice is up to, and you don't exactly like it. You reply back to her, "I hope you shut him down..."

Your text shifts to "read", but you don't get a reply. Ten minutes pass, and the feeling in the pit of your stomach gets worse. You send her another text, "what are you doing?"

A few minutes later, you get a reply from her. "he wanted another dance baby. this time i grinded against him and he felt up under my dress."

The heat in you is rising, and you're beginning to feel genuinely angry at her, but at the same time strangely aroused by her texts. You text her back, "was that it?"

Alice immediately replies, "well..." and the screen shifts from "typing..." and back for a good minute or two. Finally, her text goes through. "we went to a corner table and made out".

Besides yourself and your head spinning from the weight of the texts, you break out in a cold sweat. You genuinely don't know how to feel about this, the concoction of anger, jealousy, humiliation, and arousal flow through you in a discomforting, disorienting, tidal wave of emotions. All you can do is text back, "please tell me that was it".

Her text comes back almost immediately, and hits you like a sledgehammer, "he fingered me a little too...baby, he wants to go out to his car...i'm going to go with him..."{elseif

Femdom=1}I'm not sure what you mean...dance with you? Have a couple drinks?"

After a minute, Alice replies, "well someone has to get me and the girls drinks..."

You reply, "of course...is the service not good there?"

"it's great it'd just be nice to have a personal waiter...hehe"

You reply, "and someone to hold the table for you while you all dance?"

Alice responds to your text, "and hold our purses for us...and make sure nobody gets handsy...if we don't want them to..."

You chuckle, as Alice's idea of experimentation just sounds like practicality. "That's not very experimental, baby..." you respond. The text you get back shocks you.

"well the club's hot and we get pretty wild on the dance floor, what if one of us gets turned on and needs...help?"

You look quizzically at your phone, a bit confused and turned on by her text. "Like...help how?" you reply, interested in what she would say.

"to take us into the bathroom and eat our pussies," Alice's directness and lasciviousness hits you, and your head reels a bit in arousal from it.

You can't help yourself, "you mean just you, or..."

"nope," Alice responds, "if any of the girls got horny they'd need help too. ud be our little pussy eating **** for the night...hehe"

"How much have you had to drink tonight?" you text Alice directly.

"enough," Alice responds, "id love to see one of the girls just grab you and drag you to the bathroom rite now, im wet thinking about it"

You reply, "you'd seriously be okay with that?"

"ud be doing it bc i told u 2"

This suddenly got a whole lot more interesting. You reply, "what about me?"

"what about u," she texts back. "ur not the 1 that needs to cum. and no fucking, ur cock's mine."

"Holy shit baby, that's really hot," you say. About five minutes pass, and you get a text back.

"i went to the br to get off," it says. "i fingered myself in the toilet stall...so hot. r u touching?"

The idea hadn't occurred to you, despite your high arousal. You reply, "no baby, should I?"

A few minutes passes, and Alice responds. "no touching, im getting a ride home now. get naked and wait in bed 4 me."{else

}nice, do you think anyone has noticed?"

Alice replies back, "i was dancing earlier so i'm sure my dress slipped up a little..."

You start to text her back, and get a follow-up text before you can hit send. "...maybe accidentally on purpose..."

You're a bit shocked by her admission. You take a moment to think about it, and reply, "do you think anyone noticed?"

"a couple guys asked me to dance after or buy me drinks so i think so hehe" is her reply.

You ask her, "did you say yes?"

Alice replies, "no baby but im sitting at the table with my legs apart ;) a few guys have done double takes".

You decide to have a little fun with it, too, and text her back, "flash your boobs at the next one who does".

A few minutes pass, and you get a reply. "i did it, he dropped his drink! it was hilarious!"

You reply, "that's hot, baby". The message stays on "sent" for a few minutes, and Alice texts back.

"i left my boob out hehe, i acted like i didnt notice. one of the girls said something so i fixed my top though :("

"That sucks," you reply. "I'm glad you're having fun, though".

A few minutes later, Alice texts back. "r u hard rite now?"

"Yeah," you text back. She replies, "this is making me so wet. ill brb, stroke ur cock for me until i txt back, dont cum."

You pull your pants down and begin to slowly masturbate, waiting for her next text. After nearly a week of no fun, it's difficult not to cum but you keep from pushing yourself over the edge. Ten minutes later, Alice texts back.

"i snuck into the mens room and fingered myself in a stall...i was loud on purpose ;) im back at the table now though".

You reply, your fingers shaking as you type. "That's crazy, baby, you could have gotten caught or kicked out".

"that would have made it hotter hehe. im coming home, i need ur dick rite now."{endif}