She has to...

Rick and Leslie both chuckled obnoxiously.

Leslie explained mischievously, "if you don't follow through, we might just have to share some of those 'truths' around."

Jan scooted her chair back so Pete could stand in front of her. Pete had already taken off his belt from when he had to remove his boxers earlier in the game. His jeans were loose enough for Jan to put both of her petite hands down against his pants away from his skin. Pete looked back and saw her anxiety and nodded in approval. Jan swallowed hard and pushed further down against his warm, taut rear end. It was firm and felt good. A wave of electricity rushed through her quickening her heart rate.

At first Jan just had her hands lightly against the curve of his ass. Pete squeezed his ass muscles and Jan blushed hard from out of view from behind Pete. She gave a gentle squeeze to which Pete pushed into covertly.

Rick giggled, "getting a handful honey?"

Embarrassed but emboldened, Jan squeezed Pete harder.

"I choose dare," Leslie exclaimed defiantly.

"Fine, if that's the way you two want to play," Jan said with vigor. "Leslie, you have to sit on Rick's lap until... until..." she stumbled and triumphantly concluded, "the end of the game!"

Leslie looked at Pete and then Rick.

Pete gave the same shrug Leslie gave mere moments prior and stated, "The rules are the rules."

Leslie wore dark gray yoga pants which hugged her tight ass and long legs. She must have worn a skimpy thong since there was no trace of a panty line in the thin stretchy fabric. She leaned forward to push her chair back. As she did so, hints of cleavage and inner breast peaked out of her loose button down shirt due to being braless.

Jan's index finger began to roam deeper as Leslie made her way to Rick's lap. Jan and Pete were now across from Rick and Leslie.

Leslie looked down at Rick's lap to see his holiday themed boxers. The flap was held closed with a button. She sat down and nestled into Rick's lap. Rick had adjusted his raging boner under his leg in order to not freak Leslie out. Her ass felt amazing on his lap.

Leslie looked at Pete expectantly

"I guess we are on a role here... dare," he said.

Leslie smiled malevolently. "Time for a dose of your own medicine. Turn and face Jan, so you can grab on to her ass! For the rest of the game..."

"Oh snap," Rick replied. He laughed out loud and announced, "Looks like we have some retaliatory dares here!"