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Chapter 93 by XC9114

What is waiting for them?

They have to provide 'entertainment'

Rachel came out with a boombox and a couple of CDs as the girls collectively tried to hold back their laughter, giggling and snickering among themselves like little kids. As Rachel laid everything out on the coffee table, Stephanie held up both hands, a speedo in each one. "You boys are gonna dance for us... and you'll be wearing these."

"Aren't those both mine?" Simon asked, turning little red.

"Yes, babe, they are. I figured that Ian could lend you one of his trunks later if you really need to, but for now... well, these have a certain visual appeal that we're looking for."

Simon and I both looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

"Hey!" Elizabeth interjected, a broad smile on her face. "It's either that or kiss. Your call!"

With that being said, Simon and I looked at each other, shrugged, and took the speedos.

After we got changed, we both came out to a lot of hooting and hollering from the girls, both of us feeling a bit awkward. It was less the objectification of the situation as much as... concealment, for lack of a better word. It's kind of hard to hide a growing erection when you have six beautiful women ogling you with their eyes, which only further encouraged them.

Next thing we knew, the music came on, and apparently someone had selected David Bowie's Let's Dance.

"Come on, boys! Show us what you got!" Talia shouted as the others cheered.

What followed was a cringe-worth display of the white-boy shuffle, not that I ever claimed to be a dancer of any kind. The whole thing had just been sprung on us, so neither of us were really feeling the energy at that moment. After a few seconds, I waved my arms and said, "Alright, alright! If you want us to do this, then we gotta do it right!"

I stepped over to the boombox and looked at the CD collection, feeling Amy smack my ass as I did so. I discovered that I didn't even have to change discs, and a few button-clicks later, Bowie's Modern Love started playing. With a faster tempo and livelier beat, coupled with the few drinks I had in me, things loosened up pretty quickly. Soon I was jumping around, singing the song and getting into the energy of it all, Simon following suit. The girls loved it, laughing and cheering as we 'danced' around, kicking and swinging ourselves about the place in exaggerated motions.

This was soon followed by Do You Think I'm Sexy? by Rod Stewart, Macho Man by the Village People, and a bunch of other fun songs that we danced like idiots to. The girls had a good time, and that's all that really mattered in the end.

However, we could only keep going for so long, and eventually we both collapsed onto the couches, Simon sitting beside Stephanie and Elizabeth and myself between Corrine and Talia.

What do they all do next?

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