Shame Me Not

“I’ll go first,” Chloe announced before tapping her fingers against her lips and looking over each girl as though searching for a secret to uncover. She zeroed in on Gwen. “Truth or dare?”

“Hmmm. Let’s start this game off right. Dare.”

Chloe let out a loud ‘whoop whoop!’ “Okay. I dare you to take two shots without using your hands.” When Gwen cocked an eyebrow up at her simple challenge, Chloe shrugged. “Don’t want to get too wild, too quick.”

Gwen completed her task and turned to Jane. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“If Kevin walked in right now, would you fuck him, no matter what, even with us in the room?” My stomach churned at the image, but I hid it behind my cup as I took another long drink. I chanced a look over at Jane and she was watching me from the corner of her eye. “Oh, Ana doesn’t care,” Gwen said, waving her hand at me like it didn’t matter. “She’s just his friend. But what happens at girls’ night, stays at girls’ night,” she added, pointing at each girl.

“Preach,” Chloe agreed before draining her cup.

“Sure,” I said. It’s not like I would’ve told Kevin anything anyway. These were my friends, whether we were in a rough patch or not.

“Then, hell yes, I would,” Jane admitted, even adding in a little shiver with her heated smile.

I took another drink until my alcohol was gone. I stood up to mix another one and the room spun under my feet, but I managed to make it back to the couch with no spills. “Ana,” Jane called me out. “Truth or dare?”

I weighed the pros and cons of each and took another drink. I settled on being brave. “Dare.”

“I dare you to flash your boobs to all of us.”

My body shuddered, and I scrunched my face in discomfort. But Jane’s dare was met with hollers and cheers. What the hell? They were just boobs and we all had them. I gripped the bottom of my shirt and even did a slow belly roll to the music in the background, pretending to perform a striptease for them. Then, quick as could be, I flipped my top up and pulled it back down.

“Whooooo. Yeah, baby!” Gwen’s yell mixed with Chloe’s catcall.

“I always wondered what small tits looked like,” Jane said with a shrug before sipping from her cup. I swallowed back the bitter retort. She wanted it to come off as a joke, but I knew she didn’t like me, and that she was jealous of how close I was to Kevin.

“Hey,” Gwen cried. “Her boobs are much bigger than mine. Don’t be knocking the itty bitty titty club. Not that you’re in it with your boobs. I mean, what are they a C? Jane has to have at least a double D. And Chloe, are you an A?”

“A B cup, bitch. Don’t downsize these bad boys,” she laughed while grabbing her breasts. Somehow, we’d fallen into a lecture about breast size so I decided to go ahead with my turn.

“Chloe. Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

I thought about it for a minute, wanting to give Chloe something to talk about it. I was all about winning the girls over tonight and I knew Chloe loved talking about herself. “What’s the craziest thing you’ve done with the most recent guy you’ve been sleeping with?”

She was silent for a moment, pinching her lips in thought. “Playground,” she said.

“What?” all three of us asked.

“Play. Ground.” As though breaking it up into two words would help us understand. When we still just stared at her, she rolled her eyes. “We fucked in a playground tunnel.”

Gwen fell to her side and laughed, holding on to her shaking stomach. Jane and I just stared at her with looks of confusion. “There is something morally wrong with that,” Jane muttered. “Kids play there.”

“How does one get to a playground to have sex?” I asked.

“We were driving around and I began giving him a hand job, but it was so good, of course, he had to pull over, and we happened to be by a playground. We couldn’t fuck in the car because it was a two seater and we couldn’t fuck on the car because we didn’t want people to drive by and see us. So, I had a brilliant idea to go to the playground. We ended up in the tunnel fucking.”

She just stated it all so casually like she was giving me directions to her house. I couldn’t tell if I was shocked or impressed. Mostly impressed. You had to admire someone who had as much confidence like Chloe did.

Once Gwen got over her fit of giggles we made more rounds of truth or dare. My stomach began to hurt from all the laughing. It might have also been from the alcohol, because an hour later the room was spinning while I was sitting down and our truths were getting a whole hell of a lot more truthful. The dares were also getting more intense. The last one ended with Chloe doing a body shot off Jane. She’d gone for a full show and straddled Jane and even locking lips when she sucked on the lemon wedged between her teeth at the end.