The Bachelorette Party

“This has to be the slowest elevator in the world…” Maria thought to herself as she watched the numbers slowly tick down towards the lobby.

She stood in the corner with one arm over her tits and the other hiding her womanhood between her legs. She had expected some crazy things to happen during her bachelorette party… but this hadn’t been on her bingo card…

*****

“Woooo!” Maria and her bridesmaids screamed out as they threw back another tequila shot. They’d just returned from a night out to their hotel suite up on the 30th floor. Outside the large windows the lights of Miami spread out beneath them.

It had been an amazing trip so far. They’d arrived 2 days ago and still had 2 more days after tonight to go after tonight. Two more days (and nights) of sun, sand, and shenanigans with her 5 favorite people on the planet.

“Why did we came back so early?” Frankie said as she shook the bottle of tequila to determine how much was left. Deeming that there was enough, she poured out 6 more shots for them all to take.

“Because! We have an early day tomorrow!” Erin her Maid-of-Honor said taking the shot she was offered, “Besides the clubs will be much better tomorrow and Saturday nights. Way more opportunities for our scavenger hunt.”

“Oooooh” was the collective drunken gasp of the group that lead into taking their next shot. The past few days Maria had been subjected to the most classic of bachelorette activities. She’d been paraded around Miami checking items off the list. Mostly stupid things like lick someone’s abs, or find and take 5 pictures with guys who shared her finance's name.

“That reminds me!” Hale said as she drunkenly bounced over to an end table near the window and returned with a hat. “You need to pick your dare for the day! We forgot to do it this morning.”

There was another collective “oooooh” from the girls as Maria rolled her eyes at the hat. In addition to the scavenger hunt each of her friends had written down one dare on a piece of paper. She was supposed to do one each day that they were in town. In theory these dates were supposed to be spicier than the items on the scavenger hunt list, but so far the two she’d completed hadn’t felt all that daring.

On day one she’d been dared to let a stranger of her friends choosing sign her ass with a sharpie. She’d gotten lucky and at one of the first stops they’d come too they’d run into another bachelorette party and it had been easy to convince her friends that the other bride to be should be the one welding the pen.

Yesterday had been even easier. She’d been dared to lounge on the bed in the sexiest pair of underwear she’d brought along for the trip and allow the others to take photos in their best amateur boudoir photoshoot.

She’d honestly forgotten about the hat in her hungover state that morning and when she’d remembered around lunch time she’d conveniently forgotten to bring it up.

“What’s it say?” Kelsey asked as Maria pulled the slip of paper out of the hat. She grinned as she opened it and began to read. Her smile faded slowly with each word she got out.

“One of the bridesmaids will take your veil down to the hotel lobby. You are dared to go down and retrieve it from them. You will roll a dice before you go. Whatever number it lands on is the number of articles of clothing you can wear on the trip. Bridesmaids get to pick what the articles are…”

“Absolutely no way!” Maria blurted out as the group giggled and Frankie set off into one of the bedrooms to grab a die.

“A dares a dare!” Hale chided.

“I’ll grab the veil!” Beth said with glee looking for the lacy white object.

“Relax Maria. You could roll a 6. That would mean you’d have to put on an article of clothing… I’m assuming you’re wearing underwear right?” Frankie said as she returned to the room with a large foam die.

Frankie was right. Maria had leaned hard into the bride to be outfit. She was wearing an all white dress, with a match pair of lacy white underwear. And if you counted her lacy stockings as one article each she was currently only wearing 5 things.

Maria took a deep breath as she held the die in her hand. Odds are she’d roll a decent number and she’d be fine. The die bounced on the table as she threw it.

“Fuck!” She cried out as her friends laughed. It was a two. “Are you guys really gonna make me go down to the lobby in nothing but my underwear??” She lamented.

Hale and Frankie glanced at each other before turning back to her with wicked smiles on their faces.

“Bold of you to assume those would be the two articles of clothing we’d pick…”