"Not a three, not a three, not a three!" Anna chants while the dice are rolling, hoping to avoid landing on a forfeit square. Sure enough, the dice settle, showing a three. "Hah!" Anna gasps, taking a card from the pile. She reads it, rolls her eyes, annoyed, and puts the card on the table face down.
"What is it?" the other players inquire, and Robert picks up Anna's card and reads it aloud: "stand still for a full minute and let another player enjoy your body however they like," Robert announces, "YEAH, babe!" He adds, grinning.
"Just for that, you aren't going to get it!" Anna snarls at him, standing up. "Mike, come here, honey. Be nice to me, not like that animal." She says, pouting her pretty lips.
"Don't worry, Anna," Mike replies, and kisses her lips gently. "I just want to play." He smiles.
"OK," Sophie yells, sitting on her legs on top of the couch, with a stopwatch in her hand. "GO!"
Anna freezes and Mike's hands start exploring her body, traveling over her clothes. He starts from her shoulders, palms sliding down along Anna's sloping chest, until they are resting on top of her breasts. Mike mauls them gently, unable and unwilling to hide a wide grin from his face. "Oooh, yeah!" he moans, rolling her tits in his hands.
His hands stop for a moment, but only to sneak under the T-shirt and cup Anna's breasts again, feeling them up "first hand" so to speak. Mike rolls her nipples between his fingers, feeling them harden slowly, while Anna's breathing becomes more rapid.
Mike pulls the T-shirt over her nice tits and plants his mouth on them, while continuing to massage them with his hands. He sucks the left breast, then the right, then dances his tongue in the valley between her breasts, tickling. His hands still working hard on her tits, Mike slides down, kissing his way to her belly button and is about to go lower.
"TIME!" Sophie yells, and Mike has to stop. The expressions on Mike's and Anna's faces, say loud and clear that they both would much rather have another minute... or better yet another hour! Anna's eyes are fixed on Mike, her teeth biting into her lower lip to suppress the desire. She even forgets to pull the T-shirt back down over her breasts - the very same ones she was so reluctant to show anyone just minutes ago.
Meanwhile, Sophie takes the dice. |