Josh Wants a Dare

"Alright" said Josh, as the laughter subsided. "Let's play this properly. Dare for me, please."

Laurie reacted quickly. She felt things had grown a little out of hand - the room was hot, and in her heart shame fought with excitement at what she had just seen. "One hundred push-ups!" she snapped, with mock seriousness.

"Huh" sighed Josh. "Bor-ring. Alright! But you've got to count me, Laurie." He got up from his chair, and began the reps.

"One! Two! Three. Four..." Laurie began. Watching his body heave, she realised how clearly drunk she had become, as she slurred a little and skipped numbers. It was that happy, bubbly phase of intoxication all drinkers aim for - when everyone is funny and charming, and the drinker sees themselves a little smarter and cooler than usual.

Josh was strong. She hadn't realised how well-built he was, but in the crowded heat of the bedroom, he powered quickly through the push-ups. Dan fiddled idly with his phone, and topped up their drinks.

"Ninety-nine! One hundred!" Laurie cheered. Josh rose, sweat darkening his t-shirt, and pulled Laurie from the bed into a tight bear-hug. He let out a jokey roar.

'Gross!' thought Laurie, her face pushed into his sweaty musk. But as she inhaled, and felt hard muscle against her soft frame, she felt a sudden twinge in her gut, and swallowed an involuntary gulp. Josh leaned forwards: "You liked watching that, didn't you?" he muttered.

Before Laurie could answer, he placed a hand on each of her buttocks, and pulled towards him in a tight squeeze, the immediately pushed her back onto the bed. To her surprise, Laurie started laughing, as did Dan and Josh.

Josh gazed down at her for a second longer, then smiled and strode back to his seat, flexing comically as he did so.

Each swigged from their plastic cups, then Dan spoke: "OK Laurie, your turn for a dare. Seeing as you've had such fun at our expense..."