Birthday Pool Party Chapter 41
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From where we left-off……………..( Seriously? It’s been hours and they’re still going at it. Ugh! I send Brittney a text saying that I’m gonna find my own way home. Good thing we took an Uber here, Brittney can get her own back to my house to get her car. I immediately place the call for the Uber and am glad when I get a ride almost right away.)
Now let’s continue with the story……………
The Uber driver checks me out as soon as I get in the car. He also spends half the ride back to my house looking at me in his rear view mirror. I’m in no mood and just sit in the back seat with my arms crossed.
Once we arrive, I tip the driver and head inside. I’m sure Lexi and Daddy are asleep by now, so I send Daddy a text, telling him that I’m home. Finally, I can head up to my room. Today was horrible. David is gone and Keith was inside me. I’m devastated. I hop in the shower to wash the shame from my body.
I end up having another crying spell in the shower and let the water wash away my tears. After my shower, I put on a pair of panties and climb into bed. Laying in bed, I’m not sad anymore. I’m not angry. I’m not anything. I just lay there, emotionless as I drift off to sleep.
My eyes slowly open as I wake up. I sit up and stretch, my bare breasts jiggling slightly on my chest. Grabbing a tissue off my bedside table, I wipe away the dried tears that must have appeared during the night. Next, I pull on a robe and step into a pair of slippers to get ready for breakfast.
Checking my phone, I realize it is more like lunch. I slept until almost noon! Shit, I haven’t slept this late in a long time. I also notice there are text messages from Brittney, Hazel, Ashley, Marcia, and Daddy. Daddy says he is glad that I’m home safe and he hopes I had fun. Ashley, Hazel, and Marcia all ask how I’m doing and also hope I had fun last night. I text the girls before turning to Brittney’s very surprising text.
Brittney: Sorry you had to go home on your own. I was getting fucked so good I lost track of time. I got an Uber to your place and took my car home.
Kayla: We’ve all been there! 😉
Brittney: Hey! There’s another party tonight at the other frat house. Do you wanna go?
I bite my lip as I look down at my phone. Do I want to go? Well, no, I don’t. I also don’t wanna stay here and think about what happened to me. I don’t wanna think about David either. Everyone keeps saying I need to get out, and I can’t tell them what happened. I can’t. I can’t face it. They might get suspicious if I stay home. I can’t blame David forever.
Kayla: Sure! Count me in!
Brittney: Great! Meet at your place at 7:00PM and we’ll Uber over?
Kayla: Sounds like plan!
Finally, I head down to eat lunch with Lexi and Daddy. Lexi looks adorable, like always. Her hair is up in twin buns and she has a radiant smile on her freckled face. Daddy is in his ‘hang around the house’ wear; lounge pants and a t-shirt. Both of them already have plates of food in front of them.
“Well, hello there sleepy head!” Lexi chirps.
“I can’t believe you’re just getting up.” says Daddy, “You never sleep this late.”
“Yeah, I was really tired. It was a late night.” I answer as I sit down at the table.
“Meet any potential boyfriends or prom dates?” Lexi asks with a smirk.
“Definitely didn’t meet anyone I’d want to date, or even go to prom with.” I say, biting my lower lip nervously. I need to get the conversation away from my love life. Now. “So, what are your plans for the day?” I ask Lexi and Daddy.
“We don’t really have any.” Lexi says before taking a bite of her lunch.
“Maybe we could get some shopping done and go see a movie?” Daddy suggests.
“Oh, that’s a good idea!” says Lexi.
“Do you wanna come with us?” asks Daddy.
“I suppose so.” I shrug, “As long as we’re back before 7:00PM.”
“What’s at 7:00PM?” Lexi asks.
“I’m going to another party with Brittney.” I answer.
“Oh? That’s great!” Daddy says.
He has no idea. No idea what happened to me. Why can’t I tell him? “Yeah, it should be fun.” I reply before taking a sip of my drink.
“I’m glad to see you are getting out, and not letting what happened with David keep you down.” Daddy smiles at me.
“Thank you, Daddy.” I say with a forced smile.
The three of us finish our lunch and then all get ready to go shopping. It takes Daddy and Lexi so long to get ready, I’m positive they are having a quickie. I’m glad Dad is so happy. I wish I was. Shit, part of me actually misses David still.
Once we’re all ready, Daddy drives us to the local mall and lets us get some shopping in. He buys Lexi a pretty necklace and she is suitably awed by it. I get some clothes and a new pair of shoes that I’ve really been wanting. Then we go to an afternoon movie at the theater in the mall.
We grab some fast food at the food court and have an early dinner at the mall. It’s actually a nice day and I find myself forgetting some of my troubles. I may not have a boyfriend, but at least I have Lexi and Daddy. They both love me. My friends love me. I think I’ll be okay.
After our meal, we head back home. I’m actually regretting saying ‘yes’ to the party now, I think I’d rather spend the evening with Daddy and Lexi. I said I’d go though, so I’m gonna go. I’m already ready for the party, wearing jean shorts and a cute top, my raven hair framing my face in waves. I play a video game with Lexi until Brittney arrives. I hug and kiss Lexi and Daddy goodbye before getting into an Uber with Brittney.
The party is already in full swing by the time we arrive. Various people are hanging around outside, drinking and relaxing. We head inside and are immediately handed red solo cups full of alcohol. Brittney chugs hers while I just take small sips. I might get drunk again tonight, but I won’t drink nearly as much as last night, that’s for sure!
We chat with a lot of people from school, as well as the college kids who are at the frat party. I’m actually having a good time. Brittney and I dance together for a bit before sitting down to relax. Two pretty girls at a frat party; we aren’t alone for long. Two college guys come up to us and introduce themselves as Brad and Mike.
They chat us up for a few minutes before asking if we want to dance. Brittney agrees and is up before I can even respond. I shrug and decide to go along with it. Mike is pretty cute. The four of us dance as a group for awhile before pairing off. I dance with Mike while Brittney dances with Brad.
After dancing for awhile, the boys bring shots for the four of us. I am slightly hesitant but end up downing my shot along with the others. Chatting with the boys reveals they are brothers at the fraternity. They offer to show us around the frat house and we gladly accept.
The frat house is quite large, and there is a lot to see. The upper floors are all bedrooms for the frat brothers. Although, at a party like this, they get quite a bit of use from random hook ups and one night stands. The main floor of the house is where the party is. There’s the mandatory beer keg, in addition to shot glasses full of various liquids. The guys hand us jello shots, which we do with them.
Next, we go to the basement. Most of it is used for storage, but there is a pool table, as well as a few tables for cards and other games. There’s a game of flip cup going on to get the alcohol flowing. There is also a table set up for beer pong, but no one is playing.
“Kayla, c’mon, let’s play beer pong!” Brittney says, grabbing my arm and dragging me towards the table.
“You’re on!” I say. I’ve played beer pong before and I’m confident that I can beat Brittney.
“What do you say we make this interesting?” Brittney asks as she bounces a ping pong ball.
“You want to bet?” I ask in surprise.
“No.” Brittney says, shaking her head before announcing, “I want to play strip beer pong!”
My eyes go wide as the room goes silent. There aren’t a ton of people down here, maybe fifteen, but the sudden change from conversation to silence is still very noticeable. I’m about to say that I would never do something like that when the guys speak up.
“Sounds like a great idea to me!” Brad says as he wraps an arm around Brittney possessively.
“You should do it, Kayla!” Mike chimes in with, “You’ll definitely win!”
“Oh, um, I-I don’t know.” I stammer nervously. Could I do something like this? There’s no way I’ll lose, Brittney has been drinking way more than I have.
“C’mon, Kayla. Let’s do this!” Brittney says.
I guess I could try this for a bit. Worst case? I’ll be in my underwear while Brittney is completely naked. A bra and panties are no more revealing than a bikini anyway. I reach for my drink and chug the last of it to give me some confidence.
“You wanna flash your titties to a room full of strangers? Fine. You’re on!” I say with a swagger. I’m single now, I can do whatever the fuck I want.
The room erupts into excited chatter at the thought of seeing some tit. All other games in the room stop as a crowd gathers around the beer pong table. Brad and Mike bring us jello shots for some liquid courage. We down our shots and toss a coin to see who goes first. Brittney won, so she’ll be going first.
Brittney and I are both wearing eight articles of clothing. Two shoes, two socks, a shirt, a pair of shorts, a bra, and a pair of panties. So, it will be a fair game. First to sink eight balls will win and with each shot, the opposing girl must remove an article of clothing. Eight solo cups are set in front of each girl.
“Take your best shot!” I say confidently as Brittney prepares to shoot.
The ball lands straight in one of the solo cups with a splash. “I will!” Brittney crows.
“Lucky shot!” I say as I kick off one of my shoes and drink my beer. “My turn!”
I sink my shot right away and Brittney takes off a shoe, then drinks. Brittney misses her next shot and I stick out my tongue just as I sink another ball and force Brittney to drink and lose her other shoe.
Four rounds later and I’m wearing my regular clothes and one sock. Brittney is standing barefoot on the opposite side of the table. The crowd has grown to about twenty people. Clearly word is spreading about the game. Everyone is watching us. Brad and Mike are standing closest, handing us the occasional shot in between rounds. I have to slow down or I’ll get as drunk as I did last night. Can’t have that!
It’s her turn and she misses again. I am surprisingly giggly. I’m having fun! My turn. I take a deep breath and throw the ball. It lands straight in a cup with a swish. I jump up and down with my arms in the air as the crowd cheers.
“Time to show some skin, Brit!” I say with a giggle. I’m happy drunk!
Brittney gives me a pout before crossing her arms at the hem of her shirt. With a quick motion her shirt is discarded and she is standing there in her shorts and a light pink bra. The guys all hoot and holler, making Brittney blush slightly while she drinks her beer. Her turn. Her aim is perfect and I lose my second sock.
It’s my turn, and I sink another shot with no problem. Brittney drinks the beer and looks nervous as she unbuttons her shorts and slides them down her long, smooth legs. She is standing there in a matching pink bra and panty set. The crowd is going wild, happy that a girl is so close to getting naked.
On Brittney’s turn, she makes her shot right away. I notice that Mike is particularly thrilled when I take off my shirt, revealing my black bra. Thankfully, it isn’t see thru, so no nipples for him! I drink my beer and giggle before taking my turn. I miss. Completely. Damn.
Brittney takes another turn and the ball goes into one of the three remaining cups on my side. I take the ball out and drink the beer. Then I unbutton my jean shorts and bend my knees as I shimmy the shorts down my legs. The guys are certainly happy now; two girls down to their bras and panties.
“Let’s see some tits!” one guy shouts as I take the ball and get ready for my shot.
I miss again. Come on! So close to getting Brittney topless. Ugh! It’s her turn now. Crap. Perfect shot. I start breathing heavily, knowing what is about to happen. “We can call it quits right now if you want.” I offer.
“No way, Kayla!” Brittney says, “Let’s see those big titties!”
“Tits! Tits! Tits! Tits!” the crowd chants as I drink the beer.
“You’ll be okay.” Mike says reassuringly. I give him a smile and blush.
TO Be Continued
