We were six shots in when my best friend’s wife, Bella, dared me to come sit on her lap. Admittedly, I was feeling quite into it at the time. I sat with both feet on one side of her legs and wrapped my arms around her neck to hold on to her. Tensing up as I felt her hand slide up my skirt on the side of my upper right thigh was inevitable. Wasn’t really expecting it, but I welcomed her curiosity.
She blushed brightly and motioned to her husband. It was his turn. She was staring at my chest as it rose and fell with each breath and I was looking over at my best friend, Phil, a drunken smile plastered on my face. He almost looked jealous as I lay my head against Bella’s shoulder, intending to be playful but actually being quite the tease.
He followed his wife’s gaze and noticed she was staring at me, his reaction was almost instant as he shifted in his seat and covered his growing erection with his clasped hands. Trying to be nonchalant, he turned to my husband, “Truth or Dare, Alex?”