John

Tom scoffed derisively when he read the name he had drawn, before holding it over for Miranda to read. In contrast to his uninterested reaction, Miranda's eyes lit up as she read. A smile appeared on her pretty lips, and her eyes flicked up towards Nicole, John, and Sarah across the room. The three of them were so close together that Nicole couldn't tell who Miranda was looking at, but fortunately for her, she wasn't in suspense for very long.

"Your turn John," she said. Nicole's crush looked pleased to hear her say his name, although his joy was tempered when he saw Miranda shift her hands in the other guys boxers. "Since Sarah was so nice to me, I want you to return the favor. I dare you to stick a hand up Sarah's dress!"

"Can't repeat dares," Nicole interjected, as soon as her heart stopping moment of shock had passed. Nicole knew that Miranda was the wildcard, but she still hadn't expected her unpredictable antics to backfire on her quite so quickly. Hopefully, Miranda would come up with a replacement dare that was less like the sum of all Nicole's fears.

Unluckily for Nicole, Miranda was in too playful of a mood to just back down.

"I said 'up her dress', not 'down her pants', it's totally different!" She grinned as she spoke. It was an earnest grin, not a gloating one like Sarah had sported so often, but it made Nicole's stomach sink all the same. Part of Nicole wanted to keep arguing, but she knew it would do no good. It was "technically" different, and there were at least two other people who would have sided with Miranda anyway, for their own personal motives.

"Sounds different enough to me," Sarah said, smiling condescendingly down on to Nicole again as she rocked her hips on John's lap. She swore she could practically see Sarah drooling on to John from between her legs already, and she remembered with a stomach churning start that her rival wasn't wearing any panties.

Gulping bitterly, Nicole slowly turned her eyes to John. What she saw was almost exactly what she had feared. He was excited. A smile played on his handsome face, and his eyes were alight with anticipation. There was only a tiny twinge of doubt in his eyes, and Nicole was sure that was for doing something like that in front of Miranda, and not for her.

Nicole felt his hand slide out of her own, and she had to repress the urge to grab on tightly to it and not let go. "It's just a game," Nicole silently reminded herself, "it's just a party game, he's just doing it because he has to. It doesn't mean anything, and I can't stop him."

John turned his hand palm up as it approached the space between Sarah's spread legs. Her body was so nearly pressed against his that there was only a gap as wide as a post box opening between his jeans and the elegant hem of her dress. Nicole watched his hand advance like she was watching her friend reach into a snake pit.

A girlish giggle escaped Sarah's lips as John's hand disappeared beneath her. Shuddering, Nicole tried not to imagine her crush's fingers slipping into Sarah's slutty hole. Surely John wouldn't go that far, surely his hand would merely cup Sarah's hot kitty, rather than venturing inside. The way Sarah moaned and shuddered on top of him seemed to suggest otherwise, but Nicole knew that she was still trying to get a rise out of her.

"Mmm, don't be shy, I don't bite," Sarah moaned, dropping her hips a little further to trap John's hand between their bodies. Her skirt had rode up a little now, pushed out of place by John's wrist, and Nicole could see that the heel of his hand rested against her short, red, bush. Where exactly his fingers were, she didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

"Okay, dare's done," Nicole said, leaning around John and Sarah to inform Miranda about the completion of her task. "That means John can take his hand out and grab a name instead, right?"

"Actually," Miranda smiled, "how about he keeps his hand there? I mean, my hands are stuck down here." As she spoke, she glanced from side to side, where her wrists tucked under the waistbands of the guys beside her. Both men had tents in their underwear now, although it was hard to tell how much of that was caused by them, and how much of it was just due to the backs of Miranda's hands.

"That could be the new house rule," Miranda continued, "if a dare puts you somewhere or makes you put your hand or whatever somewhere, then it has to stay until it's moved. Like Twister!"

"Ooh, I like that idea, Miranda!" Sarah said, gyrating her hips gleefully on top of John.

"I don't," Nicole whispered to herself and Matt muttered aloud to the room. That meant that his crush was in a perpetual state of being fondled by his best friend, a state of affairs that he was understandably upset about.

"Oh, you're sure you don't like this?" Miranda asked cryptically. Her hand moved in his lap, shamelessly groping, squeezing, or stroking his cock underneath his boxers. Instantly, Matt grunted in surprise, and Miranda smiled wickedly as she watched his face flush red. By the time she stopped he was left breathless, and all the wind had been taken out of his argument's sails.

Sensing that no one else was about to step up for her, Nicole decided to the only other thing she could that might have hastened an end to John and Sarah being so close together. "Fine," she said as she reached for the hat. It's still John's turn right now."

Grabbing it by the brim, she brought it back to John, holding it over to the far side of him so he could reach into it without withdrawing his hand from Sarah's dress. Like nothing was wrong, he shot her a smile as he reached into it, all while Nicole pursed her lips and silently resented him for so eagerly feeling up a slut like Sarah.

She knew it wasn't his fault, it was Miranda's dare, but she still hated that he was touching Sarah like that especially so soon after she had graciously allowed him to squeeze her innocent breasts. Hopefully, whatever he drew would allow her to get things back on track. Maybe she could even get a moment alone with him, that sounded pretty useful right about now.

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