High Card, Low Card

"Good," Sarah was saying to someone out in the hallway. "Because we needed two more players for the game to work properly. Come on."

The party had thinned out dramatically, and usually I would be balls deep in some chick by now. In my car, or on my car, or outside at the far end of Carver Park if they were a little more freaky. Instead, I'd done what Sarah asked and had stuck around - that's not to say I hadn't fingerbanged Tamara Kim in the bathroom and let her get a good feel of the Hog, but it was more of a promise for later.

Now I was sat in Sarah's living room across from a couple of other seniors from the high school. Miranda I knew decently well - she was one of Sarah's friends, but a goody two shoes who hadn't been receptive to me before. She was sort of a throwback girl and had a sort of pop-punk vibe to her, and she did things like longboarding and I think she played guitar in one of the Battle of the Bands groups last year. Miranda was hot, and she was wearing a tight baseball t-shirt with some band label on the front that emphasized her nice sized tits, along with jeans that were more distressed holes than fabric over some beat up converse.

Unfortunately the other person in the room, brought here by Sarah, was Matt. Fuckin' Matt.

To be fair, Matt hadn't actually done anything to piss me off. He just sort of had one of those faces that was so punchable - not that I'd done that, at least not yet. I just found him to be an irritatingly naive prick, part of that social underbelly of the school that just seemed to exist without any reason to. He was someone who sat in the stands at the school games, not someone on the field. The fact that Sarah had been flirting with him as she brought him in the living room had been kind of weird to me, but she could throw herself at whoever she wanted.

"Oh," John said, hesitating in the doorway. He saw me, and I smirked. If Matt was here, of course John would be here. Again, John hadn't really done anything to me, and to be fair to the guy he wasn't quite as punchable as Matt. He was just... blegh. A speedbump on the highway of life. But if John and Matt were here, that meant...

"Come on, let's just get this over with," Nicole said, pushing John further into the room. She led him over to one of the open couches and they sat.

Nicole was, well, to be frank she was my white whales. She was a little on the short side, with straight hair she'd dyed blonde this year that hung to her shoulders in a severe cut. Her body type would have been a little on the curvier side, but like Sarah she had it in all the right places. And her ass was this kind of wow that had actually made me drool once watching her work out down at the YMCA. The thing was, she was also a fucking ice queen brat. She couldn't keep a snide remark to herself, looked down on everyone other than her group of nerdy friends, and she didn't date, didn't flirt and was definitely a virgin.

God, I wanted to fuck her.

Tonight she was wearing a skirt almost down to her knees, patterned like a schoolgirl uniform skirt, but she was wearing a baggy black t-shirt over it with roses and 'antisocial social club' printed on the back.

"Alright, this is everyone," Sarah said, clapping her hands and grinning. For her party, she'd dressed in a grey croptop that showed off the underboob of her sports bra, and a pair of loose sweats that rode low on her hips.

"What's up, Sarah?" Miranda asked.

"I thought tonight we should play a game," Sarah grinned. "And I specifically invited each of you."

Miranda and I made sense for that, considering we would both be considered Sarah's friends. I didn't get the other three. Matt was staring at Sarah like a horny puppy so I figured he was her latest little plaything. Maybe she wanted John and Nicole here to get Matt to go along with the game, or just to fill out the players? It hadn't been lost on me that there were even guy/girl numbers.

"What game are we playing?" Nicole asked. She kept glancing at John, and I noticed that John was nervously glancing over at Miranda. Not that he wasn't also glancing at Sarah.

"High card, low card," Sarah said, producing a deck of cards from behind her back. "We all draw one card a round, and the highest card gets to give a dare to the lowest card. If someone pulls a joker then they get to make a dare for everyone else."

I smirked. Leave it to Sarah. "I'm in," I said.

"Me too," Matt quickly agreed. I shook my head. That little simp had no idea what he was agreeing to.

"I'll play I guess," Miranda agreed, going along with her friend.

"Um, I dunno," John said, but Nicole elbowed him in the side and whispered something to him.

"We're in," Nicole said, and John nodded.

"Awesome," Sarah grinned, and took a seat on the couch between Miranda and Matt. As she quickly shuffled the cards I moved the chair I was sitting in closer to the coffee table, and Nicole and John did the same with their couch so we were all close enough to reach the playing surface.

Sarah dealt one card to each of us, and the game was on.

Breakthebar erotica is powered by Patreon. PM if interested in making a Commission.