Jess and she doesn’t like it

“Alright enough. It’s my turn now!” Wally said, trying to shush the entire group.

He looked around the room, Wally didn’t enjoy being the expense of the laughter of the group. Wally noticed that Jess was probably enjoying his misery the most of everyone in the room. That and the fact that were sharing a room and she was the Queen Bee of all high school girls, Wally knew what he wanted.

“Jess. You think that’s funny? Well guess what, I’m picking you,” he said, removing the smile off Jess’s face, “I dare you to clean up the mess from my shorts… with your mouth.”

Everyone darted their heads back to Jess, intrigued to see what sort of reaction she would give. She looked calm, her face stone cold, Jess wasn’t giving away anything yet. Sitting on the bean bag, inspecting the empty glass of white wine she had in her hand.

“Okay then,” she said, pouring herself another full glass of wine.

Wally could wipe the smirk of his face if he tried now, he smiled as spread out his legs, ready to drop his shorts and let Jess go at it. He expected she had **** but to continue unless she was going to leave the game.

As Jess walked up to the front of Wally in his chair. She flashed him a fake smile and then hurled her drink right at his face with no warning whatsoever.

“Arghhh! What the hell!” he yelled, shaking his head, his face now completely soaked from the wine.

“If you ever thought I’d get my lips anywhere near your filthy cock, you were kidding yourself!” she told him before storming away, exiting the game.

Everyone else didn’t seem too surprised, it was more plausible for Jess to soak Wally in wine rather than lick sauce off his lap.

“Really Jess? This is expensive furniture you know!” Derek said, calling over his shoulder as the brunette left the room. Jess didn’t lose his stride, putting a finger back at Derek as she continued to leave.

Wally left the room not long after, sick of the hot sauce that filled his briefs.

The mood of the room had certainly dropped and when Sarah announced that she was gonna run out and have a shower too, the game had fallen apart. Suddenly Tamika and Michael both felt a little conscious about the skin they were showing, they too covered up as the game ended.

The end of the night had ended similar to the way it started… awkward tension.

A couple of hours later…

David and Ed found themselves out on the back deck of the beautiful lake house, both with one last drink for the night.

“Look at you man, you’ve got yourself your first kiss, your first lap dance, you’ve seen your first titties and you’re even keeping up with me on the drinks! How time has changed?” Ed said, smiling at his quiet less sociable friend.

“I probably owe you a lot for this, don’t I?” David replied, looking back out at the lake and the night sky above it.

Ed smiled, “You could say that. Don’t thank me yet though.”

“What do you mean?”

Ed finished the rest of his beer bottle, placing it back down on the ground, just below him. “I mean, you’re not done yet tonight, you’ve got a fucking hot cheerleader sleeping in the same bed as you tonight. She’s wet for you, I’m telling you! So you better get some tonight.”

Hearing that a girl may actually be wet for him was something that David had never thought possibly. However, he felt nervous about losing his virginity tonight, it just seemed all too quick. Looking down at his own crotch, he felt his cock stirring once more. It still felt like it could explode inside his underwear at any minute.

“Look,” David said, “I just don’t think I’m ready for that, not yet anywhere.”

Ed seemed a little disappointed, he wanted David to know about what he was missing out on, “By the end of the week, you promise me that you’ll no longer be a virgin,” he said, putting out his hand.

Whether he thought it would happen or not, David stuck out his hand in return, shaking it, “Sure, it’s a deal.”

They stayed outside a little longer, David not wanting to let Ed get off the hook either, he could tell the way that his best friend was checking out Sarah’s naked body tonight that he was going to struggle to keep his hands to himself inside the bed.

“You really think you won’t sleep with Sarah this week?” David asked him.

Calmly, Ed smiled without saying a single word. Instead, he just patted his friend on the back and started to make his way back inside, “Come on David, it’s bed time.”