Nate explains the rules

"Abbie, have you ever played pool before?"

"Nope!" she replied cheerfully.

"The basic idea is that you use the stick to strike the white ball, knock the white ball into another ball, and hope the other ball goes in a pocket." He gestured to all the various parts of the table and equipment as he described it.

"There are so many more rules, dude," said Brad. "Look, there are solid colors and there are --"

"Brad." Nate stopped him. "Is any of that important tonight?"

Brad laughed. "Haha, nope!"

Nate continued. "So basically, we're going to take turns. Each time someone makes a shot, they get to pick someone else to do a dare or something. We used to do shots, food things, kiss someone, take off your clothes, you know, whatever."

Abbie nodded. "Got it. So when I make a shot, I get to pick one of you to do something for me."

Wayne laughed. "Right, something like that. Would you like to go first, Abbie?"

"Sure. I don't know what I'm doing, but sure!"

Nate scattered the balls around the table to get things started. "No need to break or anything, we're just hitting shots."

"So I hold the stick, hit the white ball, the white ball hits something else, it goes in a hole, and I win. Right?" Abbie laughed. "I am so sure that's going to happen!"

She began struggling with the stick, not sure how to hold it. Nate said, "Can I help you?"

"Yes, please."

He leaned next to her, and demonstrated. She took the stick, and tried it herself, getting more of the right idea. Nate said, "okay, that's closer, but you need to -- can I help position you better?"

"Sure, go ahead."

She was leaning over the end of the table. Nate leaned on top of her, holding her arm and helping her line up the shot. As he leaned on her, his body pressed against hers, and she could feel his crotch against the back of her ass. Nate felt his cock involuntarily twitch -- and Abbie felt it too. She looked back at him, and smiled. That sent another wave through him, and he could feel himself getting harder just leaning over her body.

He stood up. "Okay, that's it. Give that a try."

Abbie sighed. She liked the feeling of his body on hers, but now it was time to actually play. She pulled back the stick, made moderate contact with the cue ball, and against all odds, it rolled forward and knocked another ball into the corner pocket.

"I did it! I did it!" Abbie started jumping up and down. "I can't believe it!"

The men cheered for her. "Great shot, Abbie!" said Clark. "Look, Nate, we're gonna get hustled here."

Brad grumbled, "if the four of us wind up naked and broke and she walks out of here, I'm going to fucking kill you."

Nate laughed. "Okay, Abbie. So who do you pick, and what do we do?"