Sarah

When Tom reads the name on the paper a smile spreads across his face for a second, only to be quickly replaced by a slight frown. Taking a moment to think Tom rolls the paper between his fingers before returning it to the hat. "Your turn Sarah." He says, sounding less excited about having a sexy girl under his power than Nicole would have expected. He's also less eager than she would have predicted, stroking his stubbly chin with two fingers rather than just blurting out something lewd for her. Realizing all eyes are on him and his strange hesitation Tom looks at Sarah to give her a dare. "I dare you to... make out with John."

"Okay." Sarah says, simply shrugging her shoulders as she moves to get off of Matt even as everyone else stares dumbfounded at Tom. John is the first to speak. "Gee thanks Tom." He says, both sarcastic and confused. Tom doing anything for anyone else, especially someone he's obviously not trying to fuck, is certainly confusing but Nicole thinks she understands. Tom and Sarah have a deal. He wasn't just brought in last minute to beef up the numbers, Sarah wanted him to be her secret weapon. He's going to help her get with John in exchange for something from her. Probably just a promise of all the blowjobs and anal he wanted from the queen of the sluts herself, Sarah. This blunt and out of character dare was the best Tom's tiny mind could come up with to help Sarah complete her goal.

Nicole wasn't about to let the pair of them get away with it so easily, however. "Can't repeat dares." She calls out, folding her arms petulantly. "It's not a repeat, I've not kissed John yet, unfortunately." Sarah purrs, still advancing towards him even as his eyes go wide. "It kinda is a repeat Sarah. I mean, Matt already dared us to kiss, you kissing someone is pretty much the same thing again." Miranda argues Nicole's point for her without even being asked, making Nicole so happy she could kiss her and stopping Sarah dead in her tracks.

"Fine, give John a fucking lapdance then Sarah." Tom barks in irritation, running a hand through his hair with a brisk hand gesture. Nicole can only pout in anger at this, technically new, dare that was even worse for her. Nicole was upset enough at the prospect of Sarah putting her lips to John's again, the idea of her rubbing her perfect body against his almost made her scream. With everyone else still looking confused and weirded out by Tom's bizarrely not-selfish dare Sarah completes her journey around the table to John, sexily sashaying her childbearing hips and playing another song on her phone as she goes. When she's just in front of him she sizes him up for a moment before turning around and beginning to sway her hips for him. But while Sarah is only getting started Matt has already had enough, the jealousy and injustice of it all making him snap.

"Why the fuck is this your dare Tom?" He barks, glaring at him. "What can I say, I was feeling generous." He answers flatly, barely glancing up from his phone as he does. "But why John then? Why not me?" He whines, understandably upset about his crush being taken off him and callously given to another man. Before Tom can respond Sarah intercedes. "Calm down Matt it's just a game." She tells him while lewdly twerking for his best friend, her ass brushing against John's crotch as he stares in uncomfortable awe. "Besides, you should know by now that I like to be passed around." She adds as she lowers herself against John almost completely, her ass rubbing up and down in his lap, probably stroking his dick through his jeans.

Sarah's final words placate Matt into stony silence, he was always a sucker for doing what she told him and now was no exception. With his complaining ended Sarah returns her attention to the dare at hand, holding herself up with her hands on the couch she circles her ass on John's crotch, arching her back to jut her substantial booty towards him. Sarah glances at John over her shoulder as she moves, seemingly begging him to grope her ass as she presents it to him. When that doesn't happen Sarah stands up again, moving to a new position.

On her feet now Sarah turns to face him and puts her hands on John's knees, making him spread his legs, biting her lower lip and smiling at him as she does. She plants her right knee on the floor between his spread legs and her left knee on the couch beside him, almost climbing across his body sideways. From there she leans across and over one of his thighs, raising her ass in the air and shaking it for him again. From the sensual way she moves it's clear that she wasn't joking about the poledancing and John can only stare in shock as she moves her body for him again. In this position her already short dress isn't really concealing her lower half anymore, her ass in form hugging panties is on full display.

Lowering herself once more she pulls her knee back off the couch to fully kneel in front of John. Her red hair trails against his crotch as she puts her hands on his thighs, her face so close to his groin that she could almost kiss his zipper. From there she traces her hands up his body as she slowly sways to her feet, her fingers shamelessly trailing up his bare torso and coming to rest on his shoulders. Resting her hands on him she leans her chest forward, nearly enveloping his face between her breasts, before sitting down sideward on his right thigh. Still sitting on him she reaches under his chin and around his neck with her left hand as she turns to straddle his leg with her back towards him. With her legs split over his thigh her dress rode up and again flashed her panties to anyone who cared to look, but Sarah didn't seem to mind.

Slowly she leans back on John so her head is on his shoulder with his face centimeters from her own, her red hair cascading down his chest. Leaning back like this would give John yet another unrestricted view of Sarah's deep cleavage, if he looked. Instead, his eyes are turned towards Sarah's, looking at her out of the corner of his eyes with his head ever so slightly titled towards her. Nicole felt proud of him for resisting the easy temptation but the deep eye contact he was having with Sarah almost made her feel more uncomfortable. For a moment Nicole thinks they might kiss, and she is ready to scream in frustration but then the music ends.

A loud ad from whatever streaming service Sarah was using finished off the moment and Nicole breathed a sigh of relief as Sarah sat forward on John's knee as she hurried to shut up her phone. It looked to her like John sighed too, a blush creeping into his cheeks as he came back to his senses. Nicole did her best not to glare at him, it wasn't his fault after all, but she still felt irrationally annoyed that he had just let this happen. With her phone in hand Sarah sat back on his knee with a smile. "Did you enjoy that John?" She asks, batting her eyelashes at him over her shoulder. "Uh, yeah. I guess I did." He answers, with a flustered look on his face that suggests to Nicole that he might be starting to understand what she meant when she said Sarah had a crush on him.

"Great! Someone pass me the hat please?" She asks without moving from her new position on John's knee. "You're not going to come back here?" Matt asks weakly, indicating his now abandoned lap. "Nah, that was just until a dare made me move." She replies, brushing him off completely. "But you're staying sat there?" Matt continues, a clear edge to his voice. "For now, I am. It's pretty comfy!" Sarah pats John's knee and giggles in an attempt to defuse the situation but there's a heaviness in the air as Matt flicks the hat across the table to her.

Nicole can't help but relate to Matt's position, although his is even worse. For Nicole her crush was the passive partner whereas for Matt his apparent crush was the actively flirtatious one, truly adding salt to the wound. Nicole gives him a pitiful glance but Matt barely seems to notice, his gaze instead drilling a hole through the hardwood of the coffee table. Even Miranda seems to pick up on Matt's pain, throwing a sympathetic arm around his shoulders and resting her head on his shoulder, drawing a slight frown from John in return. Despite all this quiet drama Sarah swirls her fingers in the hat as if nothing had happened.