Double Win, Double Loss

I flipped over my card, revealing a Jack - pretty good, but the lowest face guard. I quickly scanned the others revealed and... it was a tie?

"Well now what?" I said, looking between my Jack of clubs and Miranda's Jack of diamonds.

"And what about us?" John said. He'd rolled a Two of diamonds, but Sarah had also rolled a Two of spades.

"I think you two need to work together to make a dare," Sarah said. "And since John and I tied for lowest the dare should be for both of us."

"Well if that's the case, why did I have to be part of Miranda's dare?" Nicole said, crossing her arms.

Sarah raised an eyebrow. "Would you rather us make you go out into town and try to find someone to do dares?"

Nicole opened, then closed it again and shook her head.

Sarah turned. "Alright you two, go think of something good." She winked at me.

Miranda and I stood and left the circle of couches, heading out into the hallway to confer. As we were leaving I glanced back and saw John with his face half screwed up, watching me leave with Miranda. I smirked a little bit and made sure to put my arm around the brunette's shoulder and huddle in conspiratorially.

"Alright, what are you thinking?" I asked, jumping right into it so that she wouldn't think about how close I was pulling her to me.

Miranda had a cute way of wrinkling her brow when she was thinking. "I'd say we should try and embarrass Sarah, but that's probably not possible."

"Definitely not," I laughed. "So how about we embarrass John a bit, yeah? He looks like he's clenching his cheeks so hard he could crack a walnut."

Miranda looked over her shoulder at the others, and then turned back and kind of snort-giggled. I pulled her a little closer, sliding my hand down from her shoulder to her waist. "Alright," she said. "But nothing too mean."

"Of course not," I said. Can't break the game up this early. "How about we dare them to give us lapdances?"

"Oh, that's a good one," Miranda nodded.

"I get Sarah though," I clarified.

Miranda chuckled again. "Yeah, I figured."

I winked at Miranda, and she gave me a little grin that crinkled her nose, then she turned and I followed her back into the room.

"Alright, Tom and I agreed," Miranda announced as we took our seats. "Sarah and John, you guys need to give Tom and I a lap dance."

Sarah laughed, and John looked spooked and nervous. I could practically see the nerd break out in sweat.

"Let me turn on some music," Sarah said, jumping up and grabbing a tablet from inside a nearby side table. She tapped at it a few times, and soon the lights in the living room dimmed and then music started playing from the sound system. A female vocal started, hazy and sweaty, and she quickly set the tablet down and approached me in my chair.

"Come on over, John," Miranda laughed, patting her lap. John hesitated but stood, and then my attention was focused on Sarah.

She trained those eyes, ice blue and hooded, on me and her lips fell open but pouted just enough to be sexual. As the beat came in, heavy and slow and electronic, the remixed chorus hummed. I-I-I-I could fuck you all the time. Sarah rolled her body, pressing close to me and dragging her wonderfully heavy tits up my abdomen and chest and all the way to my face. She pulled away enough that I didn't get a face full of cleavage, but she moved her legs so that she was kneeling on either side of mine on the chair, straddling my lap. She started wriggling in time with the beat, each jostle bouncing her tits under her crop top despite the thin athletic bra and grinding her crotch against mine.

For the most part I just stared into her eyes, my hands resting on her thighs and tugging at the fabric of her grey sweats. She writhed, biting her lip, and whipped her hair around as she got her face close to mine so that it landed around us.

"Are you going to be a good boy, Tom?" she asked me, whispering over the music.

I smirked, and my hands raised to her bare waist, skin to skin. "Am I ever, stunner?" I asked.

She smirked and stopped grinding on me, turning with the music and sitting back on my lap. Again, she moved with the slow beat as crooned over the electronic beat. The thing about Sarah was that she knew, despite having some amazing tits, I loved her ass. It was just perfectly full and juicy, and she could work it like a professional stripper. During her dancing the waist of her sweats slid down, revealing the waistband of the string thong she was wearing and then half of her ass cheeks. It took everything for me not to start grabbing her, but I held off and she rewarded me by leaning back, pressing her back to my chest and creating more contact between us. I held her by the waist and stomach as she writhed, and she leaned her head back on my shoulder as the now hard rod of the Hog pressed up through my jeans where she could feel it against her ass.

I looked up and saw that John was - well, if someone were to call it dancing, it would be a crime. He was half-straddling Miranda's lap, doing what I think were supposed to be body rolls. Miranda was laughing and clapping, which he took as encouragement. Nicole was watching them, a screwed up look on her face as she judged.

Matt, on the other hand, was watching Sarah as she writhed on me. Again, he was practically drooling, fascinated with her movements.

I smirked and slid my hands up from Sarah's waist and under the short crop top, cupping her bra-clad tits in my hands.

"Isn't the rule usually no touching?" she laughed.

"Are you going to try and give me a rule to follow?" I asked her.

She shook her head, but the last beats of the song were ringing and before I got any more of her Sarah stood from my lap and went and turned off the music, but didn't raise the lighting.

"Well that was fun," she said.

"You did great, John," Miranda laughed. She and Matt tried to encourage him as he blushed and said some nerdy, simpy shit.

I just shook my head. That dude had a thing for Miranda. It was fucking obvious. And he had her laughing at him. Not with him, but at him.

Fuckin' hopeless, I thought to myself.

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