"Do you want to drive down to Shelli's?"
"Not especially," I thought, but since we didn't have any weekend plans, I knew I didn't really have a justifiable reason to protest.
"Sure, we can do that Nicole," I replied.
It's about a three hour drive from our house to Shelli's house in the southern tip of the state, so I, admittedly, was feeling lazy, and I was not looking forward to the trip. Once we began driving, however, I began looking forward to seeing Shelli and taking the opportunity to get to know her better.
Nicole and I are engaged, and between our careers and wedding planning, we had both been extremely busy as of late. Shelli is Nicole's best friend since high school, and I had been feeling somewhat guilty that we had not had the opportunity to bond. I decided that this roadtrip was just what Nicole and I needed, and that I would make an increased effort to get to know her best friend.
"Let's have a few beers and get a little nuts tonight honey," I suggested. "I'm in," Nicole said with a grin.
We arrived at Shelli's and cracked open some cold beers. "Anyone want to play some drinking games?" Shelli inquired. That sounded like a good plan to Nicole and I, so we were soon laughing, joking, and, frankly, getting seriously buzzed.
We began to play an old card game that I hadn't played since college, and the girls took great delight in ganging up on me and doling out all of the assignable drinks to me. After downing several beers, I finally managed to gain the upper hand in the game, and I had the opportunity to come up with a rule.
"OK," I announced with a smirk, "Whenever four of the same cards are played in a row, we'll have a shower social."
That suggestion was met with laughter and queries. "What in the hell is a shower social?" the girls asked at nearly the same moment. I assume that they realized that I was making this up as I went along, but I replied, while managing to keep a straight face, "We all will raise our glasses, take a drink, and run into Shelli's bathroom and raise our glasses in the shower." Uproarious laughter followed, and the game resumed.
A few hands later, Nicole threw an eight on the table, a card that Shelli was not able to beat, and I triumphantly placed three eights that I was holding on top of the card played and exclaimed, "SOCIAL!" We all stood up laughing and clinked our glasses together.
I then said, "OK, you both know the rules. This is a shower social." I was extremely surprised that the girls seemingly decided to indulge me and ran, giggling, into the bathroom.
I heard the shower turn on, and, assuming they were teasing me, I walked into the bathroom. I could see through the shower door that Nicole had actually stripped and was standing, completely nude, under the cascading water. Shelli had removed her shirt and bra and was standing next to Nicole, wearing only a pair of shorts. Everyone, including myself, was laughing.
In a move that was completely out of character for me, I thought, "What the hell?" and I stripped completely. This caused more laughter, and I could see that the girls were each stealing glances at my now semi-erect and fully nude penis.