Spin the Bottle

"Spin the Bottle!", Mr. Haris yelled, to a chorus of cheers. Katie hadn't played Spin the Bottle since she was in middle school, but she noticed with some amusement, that the only people in the vicinity who wanted to play were men. Well, except for her, of course.

"Are you sure?" she said, laughing. "It seems a little stacked in my favor, doesn't it?

"Well, I'm sure all of the boys will risk a little embarrassing male kiss, to get a chance to smooch you.", Mr. Haris replied with a wink. What Katie didn't know was that the men of the office had developed a particular skill with a bottle. All of them had mastered the ability to make the bottle stop wherever they wanted it to, just by applying the correct **** when spinning!

"One rule that we always play with, however Katie my dear," Haris continued, "Is that every time the bottle is spun, the kiss gets...well...shall we say, more exuberant. Meaning that as the game is played, more liberties can be taken by the kisser. Are you ok with that rule?"

"Sure!", Katie said, with a quizzical expression."It just sounds like you boys will probably be kissing each other like crazy. But if that's what you want...," she shrugged as she trailed off.

"Well in that case, let's begin!", Haris said, beaming brightly. "Now then, I'm the boss, so I go first."

"Oh sure, how fair." Katie said, rolling her eyes.

Haris grabbed an empty wine bottle from another table, and set it down on the table where all of the players had gathered. He spun the bottle clockwise, and it made 2 revolutions before, to no one's surprise except for Katie's, it stopped pointing directly at her! Katie's face turned red as she realized that she was going to kiss her boss. She had just kissed him a couple of minutes ago when she arrived, but that had just been a peck, and this one seemed a little bit more intimate in nature somehow. Mr. Haris made his way slowly over to Katie, who looked up at him shyly. He smiled, as he gently lifted her face by the chin and planted his lips on hers. Katie felt a warmth spreading through her, as he lingered for quite a bit longer than she expected. As Haris lifted his lips from Katie's the rest of the players all whooped and hollered, making Katie blush again.

Now it was Katie's turn, and she nervously clutched the bottle, before sending it spinning once again. In her nervousness, she made it spin way too fast, and there was some scattered laughter from the men as the bottle whipped around the table. Eventually, the neck of the bottle settled on a relatively good looking guy named Bruce. Bruce was in his early 40s and had a confident nature that went well with his chiseled face and salt and pepper hair. He crooked his index finger at her, in a "come here" gesture, and she sauntered over to him, sticking her tongue out at him as she went. As she approached, she put her arms around his neck, playing with his hair, as she tilted her head to place her lips softly on his.

Bruce put his hands on her waist, and kissed her firmly, before moving his hands down to get a thorough squeeze of her ass.

"Hey!" she said, in half-hearted outrage. "I thought, I was the one who decided how "exuberant" it gets?" Bruce just smiled at her and innocently shrugged.

"Well", Katie thought, "At least the odds are that I won't get picked again any time soon."

Much to her shock though, after Bruce spun the bottle again, it landed squarely back on her!

"Again!?" she said, her eyes going wide, and her mouth dropping open.

"Looks like it." Bruce said, as he walked towards her. "And this time, I'm the one that decides how the kiss goes."

Katie looked up at Bruce with wide eyes as he approached, nervous about how intense of a kiss this was going to be. Bruce wasted no time, as he place his large, strong hand on the back of Katie's head, and leaned in for a second kiss. Katie unconsciously responded by putting her hand on his cheek, as Bruce slipped his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues danced with each other as shocks of pleasure traveled from Katie's mouth, down to the lower extremities of her body. Finally, Bruce disengaged, sucking briefly on her bottom lip as he did so. Katie's eyes fluttered as she remembered that quite a few of her co-workers were watching her make out with Bruce, and she nervously laughed, as she tilted her head to hide behind her hair.

It was Katie's turn again, but her heart was beating fast at how quickly the game had progressed already. Was she ready to keep going? Or was it maybe time for a different game?