Things start to get Spicy

The game moved quickly. There were some more tame dares - Tom had to do push ups, and Matt’s next dare was to chug a can of beer. Nicole had a more interesting one, needing to pretend to perform a blowjob on a banana. Matt still wasn’t sure how he felt, watching her do that.

Then it was Sarah’s turn, and when she read the dare she started straight up cackling.

“What is it?” Miranda asked her friend. Sarah held out the paper for her to read, and Miranda took it. “‘Take one person of the opposite gender into another room for a lapdance.’ What’s so funny about that?”

“Because,” Sarah said. “I’m picking John, and he’s not going to see anything.”

“Oh, come on,” John said, throwing his hands up in the air as the rest of the group started laughing as well.

Sarah bounced over to John and helped him stand up, still blindfolded, and led him out of the room. She stopped at the doorway and looked back. “This is alright, right Miranda?”

“Tease away, my little Scottish munchkin,” Miranda grinned.

“Oh, now I’m really going to do a number on him,” Sarah threatened. “Calling me a munchkin!”

John and Sarah disappeared, leaving Matt, Miranda, Nicole and Tom in the living room. Nicole started talking to Miranda about something random, and Matt decided to progress the game a bit further by offering to get everyone drinks. The music started, somewhere else in the house, as he got to the fridge, and when he got back to the living room and handed everyone beers he asked Miranda, “You’re really OK with Sarah doing a lap dance for John?”

“Oh, it’s fine,” Miranda shrugged. “I trust him. Plus he’s blindfolded, so Sarah can tease him like crazy but he can’t see anything.”

“Would you let him if he wasn’t blindfolded?” Nicole asked.

Miranda thought about it for a moment and shrugged. “I guess? A little lapdance with a friend isn’t that big a deal, right? At least as part of the game.”

The song ended, and soon enough Sarah was leading John back into the room and he had an obvious bulge in his briefs, and was still blindfolded. Well, bulge might have been kind. He had a small tent poking ahead of him.

“How was it, dude?” Tom asked.

“Sarah either stuck her finger or her nipple up my nose, and I don’t know which,” John said.

That got us all laughing, and Sarah sang out, “I’m not teelllliiing.”

It was Miranda’s turn, and Sarah presented her the hat. She ruffled around in it for a moment, then pulled out a paper and read from it, starting to blush as she did. “Take the person of the opposite sex to your right to another room. One of you needs to do a strip tease for the other.”

“Ooooh,” Sarah laughed. “That’s a good one!”

“Fuck!” Tom laughed. “That one was mine, I was hoping I would pick it.”

Matt glanced at Nicole, both of them noting that Tom had realized the fix for the game as well and had targeted Miranda too.

“Alright, well that means it’s Matt and Miranda!” Sarah said, clapping her hands. “You guys can use my dad’s office near the front door, that’s where we went.”

Miranda leaned forward and put her hand on John’s knee. “You OK with that, hon?”

“Matt, you OK with being the one getting naked?” John asked, dashing Matt’s hopes of seeing Miranda naked.

But… that also opened a different plan of attack. Matt hadn’t ever thought about it before, he hadn’t ever seen John with his pants down. And John had never seen him in that situation either.

“Sure, buddy. I’ll take one for the team,” Matt said, standing up.

“Wooo! Nice score, Miranda,” Sarah laughed and clapped.

“Come on,” I said, holding out my hand to Miranda to lead her out of the room. Without thinking she took it, and we walked out and down the hall before she realized and let go. We found the office easy enough, and I shut the door behind us.

“Matt, you don’t actually have to get naked,” Miranda said.

“Ouch,” he laughed, putting a hand over his heart. “Am I that ugly?”

“No!” Miranda said. “I mean, no. Obviously not. But if you’re not comfortable-”

“It’s fine for a dare,” Matt said, waving her off and then pointing her to a chair. “Plus, if anyone finds out, I’ll be running around the house naked anyways.”

“OK,” she chuckled, and took a seat.

Matt quickly found the AUX cord that Sarah must have used for her lapdance, and he plugged in his phone and started what could only be a ridiculous song for a strip tease… except he was targeting Miranda specifically.

The first lines of A Cruel Angel's Thesis, the opening theme song for Neon Genesis Evangelion started playing. Miranda recognized it immediately, her face beaming as she literally hopped in her seat for a moment and laughed. Matt wasn’t really that much of an anime person, but Miranda had maintained a low-key love for it since they were kids.

Now, Matt already had his shirt off, so there really wasn’t that much he could do in the stripping department, which meant instead of doing a lot of teasing, he danced. He threw caution to the wind like he wouldn’t have been able to if anyone else was in the room with him and Miranda, and he had her laughing and giggling and clapping as he went with the music, purposefully playing it up for her. Then he got to the actual stripping, and kicked off his shoes, followed by his socks. Then he undid his belt, and the zipper to his jeans, and let them fall down his legs to reveal his boxers.

Miranda was bopping along with the song, biting her lower lip, her hands clutching the sides of her chair. And Matt hoped he really saw that look of secret interest in her eye and wasn’t just imagining it. He kicked his jeans away and swayed his hips, turning his back to her and lowering his boxers to flash her his muscled ass, then raising them back up and turning around, slowly lowering the front to reveal the tuft of his trimmed pubic hair and the root of his cock.

She gasped, eyes focused on that spot, that border area between knowing and not knowing.

Matt slowly lowered his boxers further. Down. Down. His cock, stiffening from the attention and the look on Miranda’s face, pushing against the waistband.

Miranda was leaning forward now, lips slightly parted as she watched with big eyes as Matt finished dropping his boxers and they fell to his ankles. His cock, big and hard, bounced up and pointed at her.

“Holy shit,” Miranda said softly.

Matt knew the song was coming to an end. He danced towards her, only a couple of steps, and bobbed his hips so his cock bounced in front of her. Then, taking the biggest risk yet, he put one foot up on the corner of her chair and leaned forward, bringing it as close as he could to her without touching her, and he wrapped his hand around it and gave it one long, slow stroke.

“What do you think?” Matt asked.

The music ended.

Miranda was breathing deeply, her cleavage swelling over and over in that little summer dress. She licked her bottom lip, and then looked up to meet Matt’s face.

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