Ugh, no

"That was, umm, so much fun," I said, echoing Lisa. "Thanks for playing with me."

I let my hands slide from her hips. Lisa fell away from me, stepping backward to create some space between us. An obvious look of disappointment washed over her. She brushed the hair from her face and took a deep gulp.

"Yea, umm, no problem," she replied. "You don't have to thank me. I had a lot of fun. And I can't believe we beat it! Woooh!"

I laughed and raised my hands with her. "So, should we grab dinner somewhere?"

"Not yet," Lisa answered quickly. "We still have time on our card."

"Wow, someone is really getting into the arcade, huh? I told you to trust me."

"I am having a lot of fun," Lisa said. I beamed, knowing that I could show a girl that sexy a good time. "Besides, I still need to beat you in air hockey." She gave me a playful nudge on the elbow.

"Let's do it!"

"First, let's play some Skee Ball," Lisa suggested. We played a few rounds then Lisa wanted to play a basketball game. Next thing we knew, we were moving game-by-game, playing a round at each one to see which one was our favorite. We got through about half of the games before the card swipe turned up empty.

"Crap," I said as the little red digits on the scanner read, NO FUNDS. "I can't believe it's already 6:30. We should probably get going if we want to go to a restaurant. It's going to be packed tonight."

"We can't leave without playing air hockey," Lisa pleaded. It was the one thing she kept talking about.

"OK," I said. Lisa grabbed the card and added enough credits for three games of air hockey.

"So what are the stakes?" she said as she grabbed her paddle.

"Stakes?" I asked.

"Yea," Lisa answered. "We'll go best two out of three."

"OK."

"I have an idea," Lisa said as she got the game started. Air began filtering up through the pores of the table top. She grabbed the puck and placed it on the table. "Winner gets to chose what we do after this."

"Deal," I said. She smacked the puck, sending it off the wall and past my guarding paddle. "OK, OK. It's going to be like that then."

I went easy on her in the first game and ended up finding myself down 1 game to 0 after she beat me 4-2. The next rounds I stepped it up and we battled it out to a close 5-4 victory in my favor. She really was good at that game. It didn't help that every time she bent over, her cleavage would hang down toward the table and every time she smacked the puck, it sent her chest jiggling in every direction. It was hard playing air hockey with one eye on the quickly moving puck and one eye on a pair of perfectly jiggling breasts.

The final game came down to the wire. We were tired 3-3 as time was running out. I sent a shot that ricocheted back and forth three times before catching the corner of the goal and...

Bouncing back out. I followed it up with a hard, direct shot that Lisa turned aside with a quick, reflexive swipe then she caught the puck at an odd angle, sending it bouncing off the wall and past my outreached paddle.

"YES!" Lisa shouted, jumping into the air and pumping her fists. Before the puck came back out, the time expired and the air died down. I was defeated. Lisa stood on the other side of the table, her chest heaving, her hands on her hips with a triumphant smirk on her face.

"So... what are we going to do next?"

"Play the rest of these games!"

I burst out laughing. Then I realized she was serious. "You're serious?"

"Yea!"

"You don't want to head out to get something to eat. We could come back. If we want to go to a restaurant-"

"Trust me," Lisa said, cutting me off. I smiled and nodded.

"OK, then. Let me add some more credits."

We played game after game for the next two hours. At the end, we were both completely exhausted but still buzzing with energy. We had enough time for one more game.

"Let's play one more game of Skee Ball," Lisa said. "This is for all the marbles."

"All the marbles?" I asked. "What are the stakes this time?"

"If you win, I have to kiss you."

Her words caught me completely off guard. I blinked more times than I'd like to admit as my brain went into overdrive, trying to appear calm and cool.

"Uh, OK," I said with a playful smile. "What if you win?"

"You have to kiss me." She gave me a devilish grin then swiped the card to get our games started. I got out to a large lead but then rimmed out four straight shots off the 1000 hole while Lisa mounted a comeback. She drained five balls in a row to take the lead. Luckily, I got a lucky bounce to hit 250 and beat her by 50 points.

"Winner winner!" I shouted, raising my hands up.

"Oh, darn," Lisa said, shrugging her shoulders. "You got me there." She gave me a playful pout then stepped forward, closing the small gap between us.

"A deal's a deal," she said then she rose up to her tip-toes and pressed her soft, warm lips to mine. My eyes rolled back in my head as I lost myself in the kiss, my hands instinctively moving to her waist. By the time they reached her hips, however, Lisa had pulled back. My mouth instinctively tried to follow hers, searching for the warm comfort of her lips. When I opened my eyes, I found Lisa grinning at me.

"So... what do you want to do now?" I asked, my voice cracking. Lisa laughed.

"I know exactly what I want to do."