Can't Refuse

"Deal." Mark says, "Break 'em!"

Garreth is a good pool player and the ability apparently transferred to Garretha. She get's two solids on the break and makes a pretty good run while bending over the table and giving the boys a pretty good view of her milky, panty clad ass while her breasts hung down in front, the cue stick running between them and against her blouse, under her chin, over her thumb with her index finger over the cue.

Her latest shot left her with a hard to reach lye. The last solid, the 4 ball sat about 5 inches out from the corner pocket and the cue ball sat about a foot farther out but not perfectly lined up for an easy make. Mark hands her the bridge but she refuses it, "No thanks. I never have very good luck using the bridge." Jerry pipes up, "How do you plan on reaching that one then?" "Like this." Garretha answers and while standing on her right foot she lifts her skirt and throws her left knee up onto the end of the table. What she didn't expect was the crotch of her panties sliding to theright, leaving the left inner leg band in her slit!

Jerry was the benefactor of that move as he sat against the wall off that end of the table. That gets him aroused! She forgot to chalk up and didn't get good contact with the cue ball causing her to blow the shot. (Likely story?) Mark: Thanks making my life easier by removing most of your debris!" (What a smack talker!) Mark then evens the score by sinking all except one of the stripped balls, the 13. Jerry then jumps up and says, "I think I should be allowed to take the rest of your shots, Mark to keep you from throwing the game so you get her all to yourself."

While the boys cuss and discuss the end of the game and the bet, Garretha uses her index finger to straighten out her panty debacle before jumping in to settle things. "Alright you guys. We're all adults. I am declaring this game over. No 2 outa 3. No coin flips. We're going to have a threesome and that's final as she then gulps the last of her drink. The boys drink up and all leave the building.

Once outside Garretha asks, "Whose truck?" Mark replies "Mine." "Ok." Garretha rules, "Mark, you drive the truck, Jerry rides with me. I'll follow you, Mark."