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"Excuse me? You think that assures I'm getting some tonight?"
Amelia laughs. "Yes, Logan, I believe it does. When we worked together, Jenny always shared about the drinking games she played. Some were down right scandalous and all ended in a good fuck story."
Well, I guess this is a real thing and going to happen. The woman I want has called in backup. What the hell, I need to feel myself in something other than my hand.
"OK. When, where, what, and how?"
Amelia jumps up and gives me a peck on the cheek, laughing. "I really hope I don't have to describe the how. I know it's been a while, but it's not like you forget."
Yeah, I should have seen that coming. "I could always use a refresher course."
"In your dreams, stud."
There is no response to give to that.
Before I embarrass myself more, Amelia let me off the hook. "She will be here at 6 pm for dinner and then drinks afterwards."
"OK, but I don't want to go shopping today. So I'll get something special from Mama Sofia's."
Amelia replies, "That sounds great. I checked, and it looks like you are stocked for drinks. Maybe get some red wine with the meal."
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The order from Mama Sofia's arrived perfectly timed at 5:45 pm. Like always, they go the extra mile for me. I'm plating the food when Amelia lets Jenny in. I hear a lovely voice say, "Oh my god, this place is nice."
Amelia gives her a quick tour before bringing Jenny in to meet me.
When Amelia described Jenny as a hot blonde, I didn't know what to expect. The woman standing in front of me is certainly hot. Smoking even. She is about five foot three, thin, with a mildly athletic build. Her skin seems to glow. It's lightly tanned, with some freckles, and super smooth. Her hair is a dyed blonde but nicely layered and looks incredible as it flows over her shoulders and down a few inches. Her eyes are a captivating brown with an indescribable gleam to them.
Jenny is wearing a nice button-up shirt and tight jeans with only a few delicate pieces of jewelry. I try not to stare, but she is definitely one to turn people's heads.
Amelia says, "Jenny, this is my absolute best friend, Logan. Logan, this is the incredibly sexy Jenny."
We say hello. As Jenny is shaking my hand, she says, "You should introduce Logan as the sexy one."
I actually blush. "Why thank you, but I must agree you look spectacular."
We exchange a few more pleasantries. Then Amelia pours us all glasses of red wine, and we sit down for dinner.
Jenny says, "This looks fabulous. Are you a chef or something, Logan?"
"No. And I cannot take credit for this meal. I ordered from an amazing restaurant."
Amelia adds, "He ordered this, but he is an amazing cook in his own right."
Over dinner, we enjoy some small talk. I learn Jenny is a graphic designer in a communications group at a larger company. I tell her about being CEO of a non-profit that brings local health centers to communities. She seemed genuinely interested in the work I do. We are hitting it off nicely, much to Amelia's pleasure that is apparent in her ear to ear smile.
I find I like Jenny as a person.
After dinner, I quickly clean up and we grab some harder drinks and move to the lounge. We joke around a bit, but after about forty minutes, Jenny suggests we play a game. Behind Jenny's back, Amelia gives me a wink.
Amelia says, "Sounds fun, but what game should we play?" She then lists a few of the more risque games I have.
Jenny says, "I have an idea. I found this new truth or dare game that I've been wanting to play with a few people. I've gone through it myself and it seems like a fun one. It's an app on my phone, so no one has to feel bad about the dares they ask for."
That sounds fun and dangerous. "I'm up for it if you two are."
Amelia thinks for a moment. "OK, but we have to agree we can refuse a dare if it breaches a line we don't want to cross."
Jenny gives a wicked grin. "Of course. Personally, I've never seen a line I won't step over, but I can understand those that need lines. Keep in mind this is also a drinking game."
Jenny sets up the app, taking a few minutes to put in our names and related stuff. I show her how to mirror her screen to a picture frame TV hung on my wall. This allows us all to see what's on her phone.
First up, everyone drinks.
Next few rounds were pretty mild. Truths about crushes, first loves, embarrassing moments. Jenny's story of her handing her dad her phone to watch a TikTok when a notification about a memory in Google Photo's popped up is hilarious. Her dad, not being too tech savvy, clicked it. It showed a year old picture of her topless on a nude beach. "He saw the picture and asked who the topless hot chick was. Not realizing it was me. But then my older brother came in and he showed the picture to him asking if he knew the girl. My brother never let me live that down."
Amelia laughs. "Jenny, I get how that is awkward, but it sounds like a turn on to me. Is your brother cute?"
"Ew, no. He is, but NO."
That type of thing continues for a few more rounds that then leads up to kissing, which is incredibly nice. I first get to kiss Jenny. Next Amelia has to kiss me with tongue. She takes a few seconds to commit to doing it, but when she did, it hinted at an underlying passion. I didn't want that to end.
Then, after a round of drinks, things amped up a few notches. The next dare is for Amelia to take off her shirt. She does and is wearing another sexy black bra. Very sexy, and with her rack, my heart skips a beat.
Jenny said it best. "Damn Amelia, you are fucking gorgeous."
Jenny and I just watch her for a minute, then she says, "OK, you've seen my bra. Now continue."
The game dared Jenny to flash us. Jenny does the magic trick of taking her bra off without removing her shirt. I'm always impressed with that ability. Then she stands in front of me and Amelia and slowly unbuttons. The deliberately slow undoing of the buttons was enough to push my cock into a full on raging boner. She could be a stripper with how seductive it was. She slowly pulls her shirt open and shows us a pair of perfectly perky tear drop shaped breasts. With dark pink areola and nipples pointing slightly up and out, all puffy and hard. If I had to guess, they were large B or D.
She stood there rubbing them while letting us get a good look.
Amelia says, "Damn Jenny, you got Logan to drool a little."
Jenny bites her lower lip and gives me a cute smile. Then closes her shirt and sits down.
I take a drink. Then the game makes us all drink.