Truth or Dare Round 5

The bottle spins and lands on Cadey.

Zoey sits forward immediately with the expression of someone who has been waiting for exactly this moment.

Zoey: oh. She looks between Cadey and Miles with a slow smile. this is it. This is my held dare.

The group looks at her.

Zoey: Cadey. She points at Miles. lap dance. Him. Now.

The group reacts immediately, half delighted half horrified on Miles's behalf.

Miles: zoey.

Zoey: She holds up a hand. I promised we would not make fun of you. She gestures toward Cadey. I am not making fun of you. I am simply creating an educational experience.

Cadey: She looks at Miles then back at Zoey. slow and sensual?

Zoey: She nods. slow and sensual.

Cadey: She looks at Miles again with bright eyes. She stands up. okay.

Cadey strips down to her underwear and walks around the circle towards Miles taking her time flaunting her perfect ass.

Miles: cadey you really don't have to—

Cadey: She puts a finger to his lips. shh.

Someone's phone finds music immediately. Something slow and deliberate, exactly wrong for Miles's current situation.

Cadey stands in front of him and begins to move.

She is unhurried about it. She rolls her hips slowly, her hands moving over her own body, her eyes on his face with the focused attention of someone who knows exactly what they are doing. She reaches for the hem of her dress and pulls it over her head in one smooth motion, dropping it to the floor beside her.

Underneath she is wearing a black bra and underwear that she clearly did not expect anyone to see tonight and somehow it is more effective for being completely unplanned.

She moves closer.

She turns around and lowers herself slowly onto his lap, her back against his chest, her hips beginning to move in slow deliberate circles. She can feel exactly what is happening beneath her and she does not acknowledge it beyond a small private smile that the group can see and Miles cannot.

Cadey: She says it conversationally to the group. yep. Still there.

The group loses it.

Miles: cadey.

Cadey: She continues moving, completely unbothered. yes?

Miles: I hate all of you.

Cadey: She leans back against his shoulder, still rolling her hips slowly. no you don't.

She turns to face him, straddling his lap now, her hands on his shoulders, her hips moving in slow grinding circles directly against him. She looks at him with bright completely unapologetic eyes.

Cadey: how are we doing.

Miles: genuinely terrible. Thank you for asking.

She laughs, genuine and warm, still moving, her hips finding a slower more deliberate rhythm that is objectively worse for his situation than anything that came before it.

Zoey: She watches from across the circle with complete satisfaction. this is everything I hoped it would be.

Priya: She is crying laughing. miles I am so sorry. I am so genuinely sorry but also this is the funniest thing I have ever seen.

Tyler: He looks at the ceiling. I am looking away. For the record. I am looking away.

Marcus: same.

Cadey leans forward, her lips close to Miles's ear.

Cadey: She says it quietly enough that only he can hear. for what it's worth. She pulls back just enough to look at him. very impressive.

She climbs off his lap, picks up her dress from the floor, and sits back down in the circle with the composed expression of someone who just completed a task efficiently and professionally.

The group applauds.

Cadey: She takes a small bow from her seated position. thank you. Thank you very much.

Miles sits completely still, staring at the middle distance, his expression the picture of a man exercising considerable restraint. His cock hard as a rock erect as a flag pole. There's no point even trying to hide at this point.

Gina: God, it looks like it's going to break now

Miles: Yeah that's also how it feels