Plans for an After Party

You exit the bathroom with Eric, his arm around your shoulder. Many eyes are looking at you, probably because they're so jealous. Eric really was a catch, you're sure all the girls here would want to tear your hair out to be with him. You felt important, and safe under his strong arm.

When you both return to the booth, Pete is in the middle a conversation about which Star Wars tv show is currently the most against canon with a wasted Robbie; and Dante is in the middle of discussing his favorite positions he wants to try out with same blonde girl from before.

'Sup guys,' you say as you sit down with Eric. The soldier moves his hand from your shoulder to rest on your thigh. He feels warm, and you bite your lip.

Pete's eyes narrow across the table, and Robbie takes another swig of his drink. 'Good to shee you, Cumshlut,' Robbie slurred, 'We were jusht dishcussing where to go after thish.'

Dante turns his attention back to the table. 'We have a place to go over here, isn't that right uhh...'

'Oh my god! My name is Britni!' The girl squeals, 'And you guys can totally come hang out at my place. It's pretty small though, and it's a little far. But I'm sure one of you can drive us there!' The girl clearly didn't have good judge of character, as both you and everyone at the table is more than four drinks in abd definitely not able to drive.

As they talk, you cross your legs at the knees which semi-trapped Eric's hand between your thighs. He took the opportunity to squeeze harder, and began massaging your leg. His touch causes you to giggle lightly.

'I guess we can get a taxi,' Pete says, 'Or we could head back to Cumslut's. I'm sure he's got more fun waiting for us there.' He gives a small wink at you from across the table, which you have no fucking clue what he means by.

You decide it's probably a good time to tell them you and Eric have made different plans, when Eric pipes up. 'I was just telling babe here that my place is nearby. If it's an afterparty you're looking for, we can all hang out there. Bit of a mess, but plenty of drink and other stuff to do. Bring as many girls as you like guys, of course.'

'Awesome!' Robbie and Dante say in unison and they high five. 'I can call my girls, see if they haven't hooked up with a guy yet. They'd be totally down for a party with you,' Britni says. You can see she is trying to make eyes at Eric, but he seems to ignore it. Are guys really that blind to a chick's horniness, or maybe has he found what he wants?

As everyone gets ready to leave, Britni walks up to you in her pink heels. 'Let me get that babe!' She pulls out a wet wipe, and dabs at your mouth. You see she pulls away a small bit of pre-cum that must have been on your lip since the bathroom! You gasp, looking around and realizing that's why people were staring.

'Do I have any on me?' Britni pouts her collegen filled lips at you, and you tell her she's all good. 'Us girlies need to watch each other don't you think?' she giggles and runs back to Dante's side. Maybe she's a better judge of character than you thought.