Another round or five

You take another shot to drive back the embarrassment. It helps, so you take another. After three you’re feeling fine, so why not four, and then it’s easy for Alex to get you to finish the bottle.

Fuck… you can barely think. You try to stand and wind up splayed across Alex’s lap, giggling like a schoolgirl. He gives you a spank, eliciting a squeal of delight and a torrent of wetness in your nethers.

Why is it so hot all of a sudden? You need to cool down, your whole body feels like it’s burning. If only Alex had his own pool!