Nothing Ventured...

With a smile, you slide your arm around Ms. Welles' shoulders and lean back to prop yourself against the wall. Your hand runs along her exposed collarbone and she nuzzles her head against your hand. From your angle you can see directly down the front of her top and the view is pleasant indeed.

As you stand there, you notice Katherine and Rebecca exiting the girls' room arm in arm. You wave at them with your free hand and they scurry over to you, adeptly dodging the crowd inside the hall. The expression on both of their faces is a bit puzzled both of them obviously wondering what is going on.

Fortunately for you, Ms. Welles breaks the silence for you. "Hi girls," she smiles at them both with a look of amusement on her face. "I was just telling your boyfriend here, that I thought that this dance was dull as hell."

Both Rebecca and Katherine return the greeting smile with their own. Their heads come together and Rebecca whispers something to Katherine, while a bright red blush covers her face.

"Something on your mind girls?" Ms. Welles grins, looking directly at Rebecca. "If you're sharing secrets, you might like to know one of mine."

Ms. Welles extracts herself from your arm and moves forward to embrace the two girls. She whispers first in Katherine's ear, then Rebecca's. Both girls look incredibly surprised.

"You DIDN'T!" Rebecca gasps, her hand coming up unconsciously to cover her front. "Oh my god, you didn't..."

Ms. Welles giggles before giving Rebecca a kindly hug. "Yes, I did. Let me tell you something too. I wish my first time had been like that."

Katherine comes over to take your arm. She nods towards the exit as Ms. Welles and Rebecca hug. You lift your eyebrow and look at the three women before you. Katherine nods, and winks at you, before whispering in your ear.

"Fancy a bet, dahlin?" she affects the southern accent that Ms. Welles occasionally uses.

"What kind of bet?" you reply, looking at the three women who are now paying rapt attention to your every word.

You and the three girls are now moving to the exit as you continue the conversation. The night air does not carry your voices very far and the three of you proceed towards the car you arrived in.

"If the other gals are up to it, I'm willing to bet that while you might be able to satisfy two girls at once but there's no way in hell that you can do the same thing with three," she grins, in challenge.

You look at Rebecca, and notice her nervously nodding, a tad unsure but willing all the same. Ms. Welles on the other hand, is beaming, totally willing to go along with this plan.

You three pile into the car with you and Ms. Welles in the front seat and the two younger girls in back. You wonder if you should accept this bet, or just forget about it and have a good time.