Meet Olivia one on one

“OK,” you announce. You’ve made your decision. “Let me see how into ‘this’ Olivia is before we throw all this at her…” you say, gesturing to all the nudity. “You all hide in the bedroom and I’ll meet with her by myself. If things don’t gel with us, I can send her on her way and we can continue where we left off. If things kick off between us, then you guys can join in.”

“That’s sounding mighty confident of you,” Chelsea notes. “What makes you think you’ll be able to hit it off with her?”

“I don’t,” you admit. “But, seeing how you two already get along and I can only presume Skylar and her are on good terms too, it’d be down to me and her having chemistry for any of this to go forward.”

“I think he wants to bang her,” Skylar tells her friend.

“Of course he does, why else would he be trying all this?” Chelsea replies with a smirk.

“Oh! If things go south, can you come in and smooth things out with your friend?” you ask Chelsea.

“Don’t worry, I got you,” Chelsea agrees.

“If he doesn’t hit it off with Liv, we can always set up a threesome with just ourselves,” Skylar points out to her friend. She leans in close and rests her head on the other girl’s shoulder, feeling much closer to her than she did an hour earlier.

“Yeah and we can send John the pics,” Chelsea grins, tilting her head to rest against Skylar’s.

“Well, I’m good with that, it’s win/win for us!” Skylar says. They both giggle.

“Yeah and it’ll be fun to watch,” Chelsea agrees. They pick up their clothes and head to the bedroom. Sabrina follows along. They leave the door open a crack so they can watch.

You take a deep breath and then exhale. It’s showtime and you don’t really have a concrete plan on seducing this new girl. It’s not like this is something you are super skilled with either. You feel like you are about to head into trial to conduct your opening argument but left your notes at home. You run through different opening lines in your head, something that would put the girl at ease and put you in a good light at the same time. You could throw some charm at her by complimenting her looks, give her a confident smile and wink. You could make a joke to break the ice and put her at ease. You could keep her guessing by playing a quiet, mysterious stranger, giving her a sense of danger that will get the heart pumping.

The knocking on the door becomes hammering. Olivia is losing her patience. Still not knowing exactly what you’re going to say, you open the door.

Olivia looks up at you, then looks down and steps back, hand over mouth with an audible gasp! “Oh my God!”

You look down and realize that, while you were distracted with your first impressions, you neglected to put your clothes back on!

“Oh my GOD!” you realize, covering your naughty bits and slouching over.

Olivia digs into her purse frantically. “Hey… I didn’t mean to, I mean, I totally forgot…” you try to explain.

Olivia pulls out a can and points it at you. You can only guess that it’s full of mace. You hold your hands up in surrender. “Woah! Hold on… let me explain!” you beg, back stepping warily.

“Where’s Chelsea?!” she demands.