coming over to thank you for having me at your party.”
Holly felt positively tomato-like. “I’m fine,” Holly responded. “It’s just a little spill. No problem. Glad you’re enjoying the party. Can you excuse me for a minute? I really should go and change. When I get back, I’d love to talk some more, okay?”
“Yeah, you should probably change before you break up a couple relationships. I’ll be here when you get back.”
Holly walked to her room, aware of all the eyes on her. A little spill, yeah right. I feel like I just entered a wet t-shirt contest. Holly took a bit longer than she would have liked; she not only had to change her shirt, but also her bra, and she was all sticky. By the time she came back out to the party, Lexi was standing next to Jack, laughing and being her regular flirtatious self. Holly was not pleased.
“Hey, Sweetie,” Lexi called. “Come over here. I gotta tell you about our plans for next weekend.” Holly walked over to them, feeling agitated for not having Jack to herself. “I talked with Scott and he thinks you’re great. He wants to get to know you better.” Holly got another one of Lexi’s winks. “I thought it would be lots of fun to double date: you and Scott and me and Jack. Wouldn’t that be a blast? I’d ask Amy too, but they’ll be out of town next weekend. I’m so excited! There is this awesome band playing at Excalibur. We could all meet up there for drinks first and just see where the night takes us. Sound good, Holly?”
Holly looked at Jack, but he just shrugged and gave another one of those “I have no idea what happened” smiles. “It could be fun,” he said.
“Um, I guess that would be fine,” Holly said.
“Yay! It’s a date then,” Lexi said as she proceeded to wrap her body around Jack, giving him a huge kiss.
Bitch, Holly thought. She made up some excuse about having to leave and refill the pretzel bowls.
***
Holly collapsed on the couch after the last guest finally left. Besides the periods of lunacy that had racked through her and becoming a teenage boy’s wet dream from the drink incident, the night went off without a hitch. Everyone seemed to have a great time and no cops were called by any of her uptight neighbors. That was definitely a plus.
It was late and she was feeling tired, but too wound up to go to sleep. She wasn’t even a little bit tipsy; she had more alcohol go outside of her than in. She thought of Jack and his gorgeous, muscular body; it didn’t take long after that for her to decide what to do next. Within minutes, her clothes were off and she was spread out on the bed with Mr. Feelgood in her hand.
***
Jack fell back on his chair, happy to be alone. Lexi had hinted at coming back to his place after the party, but he declined. He was giving up another opportunity to get laid, but he was fine with that. There’d always be more chances. He got up to get a glass of water when he noticed two sets of keys sitting on the table.
“What the hell?”
He picked them up, instantly recognizing the bright green frog. He must have grabbed Holly’s keys, along with his own, when he was leaving her place. He was puzzled how that could have even happened, but since it was so late, he decided to not worry about it until the morning.
Sitting down again, his one-track mind went back to Holly and what she did to him after seeing that drink spilling down her chest. She was so soaked that he could make out the outline of her nipples. His cock hardened as he relived the moment. How he had wanted to reach out and touch them, squeeze them, put them in his mouth and suck. His dick was really starting to throb now, hard and tight in his pants.
“Fuck it,” he said, grabbing her keys. “I’ll return these to her tonight.”
***
Holly spread out on her bed, fully nude, thinking about Jack. As she imagined him there right next to her, she started to lightly caress her breasts, pretending they were his hands. She gasped as