Jackie and Laurie sat across the table. They chatted excitedly about something, but I couldn't quite make it out. Girl talk. Instead, I pretended to pay attention and played with my empty beer bottle. Jackie would catch my gaze from time to time and flash a quick smile. She had amazing blue eyes and perfect teeth.
I contemplated getting another beer, but sat playing with the bottle instead. I'd spin on its' side, catching it with my finger. Repeat. I gave it a quick flick when something caught my attention behind me. Another guest was leaving the party and there was only a few remaining. The bottle slowing stopped spinning.
"It's me!" Jackie said excited, pointing to the bottle.
Before I could react, she wrapped her hand behind my neck, and press her lips against mine. I felt her tongue touch my mouth; she didn't push it inside, but instead let it linger at my lips, inviting me to meet her with mine. I pressed my tongue against hers, very lightly tip to tip; there they danced for a second and we pulled away.
"Hmmm. Nice" she said to Laurie with a giggle. "You never told me he was a good kisser."
Jackie took the bottle and playfully gave it a spin.
The bottle slowly stopped spinning. It was pointing at Laurie. Jackie didn't hesitate. She scooted herself next to Laurie and reached out and put an arm around her waist. Their eyes meet for an instant to take a second and judge again whether they can actually go through with the kiss. Jackie cocked her head slightly, and drew her open mouth toward Laurie.
Their lips met every so slightly. Just enough to for a tiny drop of wetness to connect them. They held there for only seconds, but in that instant time seemed to stop. Then, with a faint sigh, they drew apart.
"That was hot!" I blurted out.
"Not bad for me either" Jackie admitted. Laurie smiled and blushed.
As Laurie reached to the bottle, Jackie grabbed her arm, stopping her.
"I think we should take this somewhere more private." Jackie said, sounding a little bashful. She stood up and took each of us by the hand, leading us down the hallway. Laurie and I followed as if she were the Pied Piper.
We paused a moment at the door to the den. Jackie poked her head in and looked around. There was nobody in. A small television in the corner dimly lit the room in ambient light. We stepped inside.
There was a short silent and almost uncomfortable silence. My heart was racing; I could feel the thumping in my chest. Each of us knew what we were about to do, and yet we paused, not knowing how to start.
Laurie broke the silence. "This could be interesting..." She reached down to an arm chair where some guests had thrown their jackets and pulled up a long silky black scarf. Laurie threaded it sensuously through her fingers, displaying it proudly. Jackie grinned.
Jackie slid herself in front of me and gently kissed my neck. Her moist lips sent quivers through me. She reached up and began unbuttoning my shirt then peeled it off me like a banana. She dropped the shirt to the floor and ran her hand up my tummy and chest. Her thumbs pressed against my nipples briefly and in one clean motion she pulled my tee over my head and flung it away.
"Let's tie him up." Jackie said to Laurie as she gently pushed my arms behind my back. I could feel Laurie wrap the soft cloth around my wrists. She pulled it tight wrenching my arms back; it hurt for a second. Laurie secured the knot safely out of the reach of my fingers. I was completely at their mercy.