Kingman, Missouri at 10:00 PM on a Tuesday felt dark and lifeless.
Candi Palmer sat silently in the passenger seat of Scott Moyer as he steered his F-150 pickup through the downtown stoplight's. Up until they hit Kingman Scott had rambled about Amber his girlfriend's sexual appetite now that Candi had stimulated her senses a few weeks back. This made Candi happy. She had felt like a counselor on a roll. Not only were Scott and Amber more active, she had heard all week long through her co-worker Rodney that his sister Rhea had become essentially a nympho. At least her cold attitude had softened up their sibling relations. Good for them.
Candi coyly eyed Scott behind the wheel, having volunteered to come get Candi for Adam's birthday party. The entire drive he had spent more time looking over at Candi's legs than on the road. Not that she minded, but getting to their destination was equally important.
Reaching the outskirts of Kingman, Scott pulled up to a final stoplight before having reached the pizza parlor that they had met in weeks ago.
"It seems awfully dark in the parlor." Candi fidgeted.
Scott nodded, "Hence the surprise party. Our friend Mickey's dad owns the pizza joint. He talked his dad into letting us use the place to throw Adam's party. Light's are low so everyone can get into place when Amber and Rhea bring him by."
She puckers in thought. Her desire to believe Scott was outweighed by the lack of cars in the parking lot.
"I only see two cars. Behind the parlor." She utters.
"Everyone parked over there at the bar. See how packed their lot is? Everyone's hiding in the kitchen."
As the light turned green Scott veered off into the parlor's driveway and drove up to a spot next to the side door.
"So why are we parking up front?"
He frowns, "When Adam shows up he's going to see you and I inside waiting. The other friends will pour out of the kitchen with the cake and yell SURPRISE!."
Bright eyed she shrugs and merely stares through the dimly lit windows of the parlor. Having shut off the engine Scott hopped down and shut his door. He then sprinted around the bed of the large truck and reached her door just as she opened it.
"Here, let me help you down. With those stiletto heels you're going to break your neck before you can say hello to everyone later."
She swivels her legs to face him, dangling her feet.
"You just want to look up my skirt like you did when you helped me up into your truck. I can still feel your hands gripping my ass from guiding me up into the cab."
He chuckles, "Sorry about that. Can you blame a guy? You're a freaking supermodel. Playboy centerfold kind that is."
"Awwwww! That was sweet. I hope my staples don't cover up anything yummy."
His hands reach up to her hips and he waits until she stands up on the step side rail. Hoisting her down he made sure his grip on her thin yellow mini dress was snug enough that as she lowered her body weight reached the ground before her hemline could catch up. He noticed very quickly that she had no panties on. His heartbeat jumped at her scent and her brilliant blue eyes staring into his the entire trip to the asphalt.
Shaking her head she briskly ran her hands down her sides and tugged her hem down. She knew that his eyes darted swiftly to her freshly shaved pubic region that had slipped into view with ease.
"Eye's on the road Amber's man." She giggled then caressed his cheek lightly before pinching his chin.
"Sorry. After last time we saw you there's no way I could NOT check you out." He hissed.
"If you hadn't I would have worried you were turning gay. I did notice how chummy you and Adam were." She laughed and slapped him square in the chest.
"Never ever. You do know Rhea is gonna give you hell about the sheerness of this dress. It's worse than the last dress you wore. I can see your nipples even in this lighting." He says as he twirls her around to face her against the truck to examine her ass. "Yep! Ass shadow."
"Rhea will have to get over it. I'm a free spirit. Now stop admiring me and grab my bag. It has Adam's gift in it."
Stepping in front of her he climbs up just enough to reach the seat and retrieves her concealed garment bag.
"What did you buy him?" He raises a brow feeling the bag's bulge.
"My secret until the right time. I'm betting you will like it just as much as he will." She giggles stepping back with the bag to let him shut the truck door.
Turning toward the building they reach the door and he opens it for her. Watching her wiggle as she walked in he had to grip and rearrange the girth build up behind his jeans.
"Darkness and quiet foreboding! Where do we sit?" She grits her teeth.
"Might as well go to the booth we sat in last time. It's just a waiting game now." He looks at his cellphone's clock, "10:12. Should be here by 10:30."
She moves through the other tables to the side room that they had inhabited weeks ago and rests her bag in the booth behind theirs. Leaning against the table Candi rests her cheeks on the ledge facing Scott. Evil in motion she plants her palms on the table behind her and leans back slightly. Her bulging 34D's perked up higher toward him. Eye's met he swallows hard.
"So, I'm ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that you and Adam had a conversation about our movie date with the girls and Rodney. Do tell."
He rubs his neck glaring at her chest, "That shit was intense. I still can't believe you got the girls to open up so fast."
"They had the thoughts already, even if they denied it. All they needed were the blindfolds to stay focused."
"Yeah, about those. We wondered if maybe they used those to imagine better looking guys." He chuckled.
"I doubt that. Both girls adore you guys. Even though they don't know what you two did with me in this here booth."
"Thanks for not ratting us out. Could have gotten really nasty." Scott sulks faintly.
"Some secret's are better left secret. I like you guys. No grudges whatsoever. "
He nods, "Awesome! You know I can't stop staring at those tits. I'm not going to apologize for that. I had those puppies in my hands last time. Hard to forget a thing like that."
"It's hard to forget those massive hands crushing these puppies." She coyly looks over her brow at him playfully.
He steps closer to her and plants his hands on the table to each side of her before whispering, "I recall nuzzling your neck too. You smell delicious."
Her neck tilts to the left as she whispers, "Old time's sake. Just remember you have a girlfriend."
His nose and lips move in closer and he inhales her flesh. Trailing hot breath along her neck down to her shoulder he then returned his attentions upward to gently suck her earlobe.
"Goosebumps." She shivers.
His hands leave the table and reach upward to clutch both of her breasts. Squeezing them tightly she gasps and whispers into his ear, "Amber alert!"
He growls as he looks up swiftly to see car lights driving by the windows. As soon as the lights vanish he glares at Candi just before leaning in to kiss her on the lips. She accepted his kiss and patted his cheek after a moment of lingering passion.
"No grudges!" She breaks free and nudges him upright.
Hearing the door open they heard footsteps. After a moment of silence two men popped into view.
"There you are! Sup Scotty?" ushered a thin yet broad shouldered man with red hair.
"Bryce! JD! This here is Candi Palmer. Rhea's friend."
Candi stood surprised by the lack of Adam, Rhea, and Amber.
"Hi guys. It's a pleasure."
JD, a shorter dark haired man with a light goatee stepped in swiftly to kiss her right hand. As he did so Scott moved aside to let Bryce capture her left hand and kiss it at the same time as JD had.
She admired their lips and eyes staring up at her over their brows, "Such gentlemen."
JD releases first and utters, "No gentlemen here, I'm afraid. A pleasure indeed."
Bryce in turn stands up holding her hand still as his own fingers intertwine with hers of his own guidance, "My God! Adam wasn't joking. You're Grecian! Goddess that is."
Scott huffs, "Dudes, you're sounding a little queer. Give her some space."
Candi lifts her chin, "Leave them alone. I like being worshipped. Worship away."
Both men kneel before her and kiss her feet. She giggles at their swift reaction. Looking back up at Scott she winks at him, "Now this I could get used too."
As she and Scott sneer at one another playfully, her attention wavers as she feels both men's tongues licking up her shin's to her knees. She shivers, "Ticklish! TICKLISH!"
Disregarding her light convulsions their tongues move higher until she stops them at her hemline by placing her hands on top of their heads.
"Nice meeting you two. Car lights!"
Scott grumbles, "Get your silly asses off your knees."
Bryce looks up at her as her fingers play in his hair, "Goddess I am YOURS!"
JD follows suit, "To tickle another time, my dear."
She frowns and pats his cheek, "Goddess will let you know. Now get up already."
The entry door opens yet again as more footsteps close in, voices heard quietly until they reach the gathering. Three more men arrive.
"Damn I thought you guys were Amber with Adam and Rhea. I figured you guys were already here and hiding in the kitchen." Scott faces the newcomers.
"Sorry Bro. Running late. How many in the Kitchen?" perks up a blond haired, clean shaven handsome devil.
"Not sure. Go check, Riley." Scott motions a short man with a buzz cut.
Turning to Candi, Scott introduces, "Gavin here, and our buddy Stuart Pidwicky. We call him PID as in STU PID."
Candi bursts into a laugh then covers her mouth with her hand, "Sorry. No offense Stu, that just caught me off guard."
"No problem. I'm used to it. Damn you're hot." He notices.
"I'm used to hearing that too. I'm feeling a tad insecure here Scott. Am I the only other girl besides Amber and Rhea at this party?"
Before Scott could reply Riley returns, "Seven in the back. Making out go figure. Kids I swear."
Candi raises an eyebrow at Riley's quick trip. Before she can speak, JD lifts her hand up, "Guy's you must kiss the Goddess. Make an offering."