Brice and Olivia lay in bed, next to each other, both of them coated in a sheen of sweat.
Since leaving the game of Never Have I Ever at the bar, they had taken care of one of Olivia's "nevers"--Never have I ever had sex with a black guy.
She now had four or five credits to her name on that front, depending on how you counted the knee buckling blow job she'd given him on the couch.
She ran her finger down his chest. As she reached his belly button, she laughed.
"What?" he said.
"You're getting hard again," she said. "Does it ever stop?"
"Well," he shrugged. "I guess we're not done yet. After all, you had a few more 'nevers' when we were playing, didn't you?"
"What do you mean?"
Brice reminded her that she'd played, "never have I ever had a threesome" while they were drinking.
Olivia huffed in false surprise.
"You want me to just call one of my friends and say, 'Come on over for a threesome'?" she asked.
"I mean, you don't have to," he said.
Olivia leaned up on one elbow, her breasts tumbling forward--a movement Brice definitely noticed.
She made eye contact with him and, with a determined look on her face, leaned across him and picked up her phone from the nightstand.
She pressed the button and said, "Siri, call Paula."
That gave Brice a start. Paula and Rob were the friends that set them up on their blind date that started the evening. They all went to the bar together, and the couple played the Never Have I Ever game with them."
Olivia put the phone on speaker.
"What's wrong?" Paula's voice said as she answered. "Did something happen with Brice."
"Everything's great," Olivia said, "but pretend its not until you get into another room."
"It's Olivia, I'll be right back," Paula said in a hushed voice, clearly to Rob. Then, in a louder voice, "Okay. What's up."
"Things are going ... incredibly," she said. "Like, multiple times, incredibly."
"Oh my," said Paula's voice. "So ... is it..."
"True about black guys?" Olivia finished. Paula also hadn't drank for that particular round of the game. "It's beyond true."
Olivia reached down and gripped Brice's cock as she said it, to emphasize the point. She began stroking him up and down.
"Nice," Paula said, approvingly.
"In fact," Olivia said, increasing the speed of her stroke, "if you'd like to find out for yourself, we're looking for a third."
There was a long silence. Brice fought to keep from cumming as Olivia kept yanking him.
"I mean," Paula started. "Really?"
"Tell Rob I'm upset after getting dropped off without a kiss or something. That you have to come comfort me."
There was another long silence. Brice didn't feel like he had much time left. His breath began coming fast.
Paula sighed over the phone line. "Okay," she said. "I'm gonna kill you for this."
Brice couldn't believe what he heard. His best friend's girlfriend had just agreed to come over and fuck him and the girl he'd set him up with.
The shock from that response caused Brice's concentration to lapse and his cock began to spurt. Cum flew over Olivia's hand as she continued to stroke just as fast.
"I'll be over in a minute," Paula concluded.