Round 8: The final round

To start off the 8th and our final round Kyle rolled a 1. He gulped his shot down leaving one last shot in the bottle. “I’m going to see if I can find some more of this. I want to get drunker.”

Jordan prayed, “Let’s finish this right now without showing off my privates, God.” She rolled a 5. “Shit. So close.”

She decided to take her undies off before her bra. While she was still sitting on the couch, she lifted her hips up and slide her undies down her tan legs. She kept her legs closed and didn’t flash us her pussy. I tried not to really looked at her. I knew she was being modest and I wanted to respect that.

Jess rolled to take attention from Jordan. She rolled a 3. She asks Kyle, “Could you handle me in bed?”

Kyle responded, “Oh hell yeah. You’re the one who couldn’t handle me. Let’s do it.”

Jess said, “That wasn’t an invitation. And I don’t believe you could handle me so take the last shot.” She watched as Kyle drained the last of the vodka out of the bottle, then continued, “And that’s Game Over. Which means me, you and Jordan get to sleep in tomorrow, while the others do our work.”

Jordan gave a cheer, and I caught a glimpse of her pussy as she pulled her panties back up her tan legs. A little blood rushed to my dick.

Jess concluded, “Now for the game’s final act: do you think the 4 of us can carry Chandler to the lake?”

I said, “I can walk. No need to carry me.”

Kyle stood up. “Oh me and these three sexy ladies are literally throwing you in the lake, bro.”