The Dice Game (A spinoff from my story The Greater Anal Delight)
(The scene is a small get together at Terry and Pete's house. Pete's long time friend, Andrew, is there and Pam has been invited to meet him)
Me: Hi, I'm Drew. I'm an old friend of Pete and Terry's. I see Terry's already got you a drink. What'd she tell you about me?
Pam: Oh hi, nice to meet you. She just said she wanted us to meet. You look familiar. Where do I know you from?
Me: Are you from Knoxville?
Pam: No Riverside.
Me: Oh right, one town over. Charlie's Bar is over that way. Do you hang out there much?
Pam: No. But I work at the library. You been there?
Me: Uh No. What are you, a librarian?
Pam: Bingo. What can I say, and don't knock it, I just fuckin' love books and stuff.
Me: Hmm. That's cool. Since you work at the library I bet you like stories. How about I tell a story and we'll see if it helps us remember how we know each other?
Pam: OK. I like solving mysteries.
Me: My story, I'll make it a mystery, starts three years ago. I was just twenty with little to show for it in life except for a bad job and some close friends. One of those friends was Pete. He was the more assertive of the two of us and usually got the girls, while I, too often, held back.
One night, well I remember, it was July 5th. And it was hot. We were invited to a party at Kev's house. Pete said he really wanted to go because there was going to be beer and girls there. We drove his orange 442 which was much nicer than my Escort.
Back then everything Pete had was better. His parents were rich. He got better grades. He had been on the football team in High School. He was handsome and more muscular. And he had a better job. The downside was that he could be arrogant at times. Underneath he was a good guy but when that attitude reared its ugly head people noticed.
Pam: I just met Pete. He seems nice. And Terry's as cool as I remember.
Me: Yea, well I guess I wouldn't have stayed friends if not.
But three years ago, we got to the party and we parked on the street right in front. The plan was to drink early and drink heavy then let it wear off before driving home.
As soon as we went in Pete saw Terry from across the room...
Pam: Wait. Is this the first time Pete met Terry?
Me: Nah, he was obsessed with her ever since High School, but she was one of the few girls that didn't want him. I'm pretty sure she is the real reason he wanted to go to that party so badly.
So, on the night of the party we went from group to group shootin' the shit and drinking beer. I could see that he always had one eye on Terry who stayed off to one side with two new girls.
Pete had his big break when we overheard Terry talking about a new drinking game. This was his big chance to spend some time with her and impress her with his charm. I tried to warn him that she was immune, but he didn't care, and forced me to play too. He could always get me to go along with his plans. So even though I wanted to talk to Kev's sister I joined in the game.
We ended up in the garage and set up a card table so we could play the game Terry called "One Up." It was pretty simple, you rolled two dice then looked at a chart to see what each dice told you to do.
Seven or eleven meant drink. All the other numbers were split. The number on the green dice told you what to do and the number on the blue dice told you who to do it to. There were only a few rules, and you could quit at any time, but she was clear that once the dice were rolled you couldn't quit without paying up.
Did you ever play One Up?
Pam: I don't think so. Sounds bitchin'.
Me: I'll tell you all about it.
So we played One Up. One of the new girls rolled a seven or eleven her first five turns so she got plastered fast, then she was the first to lose any clothing. She was super cute, super smart, with medium length brown hair. I remember her bra was black with little pink flowers on it.
Then real fast Pete was unlucky and lost half his clothing before any of the rest of us even lost two items. But he was a good sport, and overall the game was going great since by then two of the girls were down to their bras, this one girl was topless, and all three of the girls were drinking heavily as they were unusually unlucky enough to roll lots of drink rolls rather than split rolls.
I was the next unlucky one, I rolled a kajillion dare rolls, and by the time my bad streak was over I was wearing only my underwear. All the embarrassing stuff was under the table for us. But the girls, who were now all topless, had to sit there with their boobs out in the open.
Pam: How embarrassing! I would die.
Me: Right! Very embarrassing! Unless you drink too much. And somehow the girls weren't getting many dare rolls and...
Pam: ...And by necessity the less dare rolls you got the more drink rolls you got.
Me: Basically.
Terry on the other hand, barely looked drunk, especially when you think about how much she was drinking. Yet she also never seemed embarrassed. Go figure.
Anyway, she had her shirt off too. Her tits were huge with large areolas and puffy nipples. Pete was going crazy openly staring at her tits but also her face, and hanging onto every word she said - because he really liked her, not just her tits.
Pam: Well I guess they hit it off since they're married now. How freakin' awesome!
Me: Yep. But not that night.
Sooo, the story has a point...
Now, the other two girls had medium sized titties. Anna was the more athletic. It was the first time I had ever seen washboard abs on a girl. Her nipples were incredible sticking out like two pencil erasers. I think she must have been really wasted because her face and chest were all red, and she never seemed to stop laughing. That or she must have been super nervous.
The third girl was the one I liked. Whenever she said anything I just wanted to hear more. She was the most interesting girl I had ever met.
Pam: (Skeptically) Can anyone be that interesting? I mean that's pretty high praise.
Me: Everyone's interesting in some way. And someone's got to be on top, right?
Pam: Damn, when you put It that way, I guess.
Me: So the most interesting girl...
Her tits were very nice. They had the perfect amount of lift, pink quarter size circles, and perky nipples that poked out sometimes more, and sometimes less, depending on her feelings. It was so cool to see a girl's nipples react like that.
I tried to talk to just her but Terry kept butting in controlling the conversation and the game with her own agenda. Our eyes met once in a while. That was almost the best part of the night. Pete needed a...
Pam: Wait, what was the best part?
Me: The best part was when I got stuck flashing the group and I caught her unconsciously licking her lips. I really got the sense that she liked me! Not just my dick though - me.
Meanwhile, Pete desperately wanted to get it on with Terry. You could almost see him drool.
I would've jumped at the chance to get to know the girl I liked too. But I had to settle for looking across the table into the deepest blue eyes you could imagine.
