Chapter 19

After a few hours of resting, the women were called down to dinner. They all looked refreshed and ready for a good time.

Drake had dinner served slowly over the courses, so they all had time to talk and get to know each other. He found each of the women attractive and saw specific traits in each of them that he liked. He definitely could tell why Sam and Robert had picked the women they did.

Dinner went well and wasn’t as awkward as Drake thought it was going to be. He enjoyed talking with the women and they all seemed to enjoy talking with each other just fine. None of the women were overly dramatic or trying to hog all the conversation time. Drake was optimistic that the week ahead was going to go very good.

“How about we play a little drinking game,” Sam suggested as the dinner started to calm down.

She just wanted everyone to loosen up and have some fun. Sam also wanted to be able to go home and she knew Drake wouldn’t let her leave until he felt comfortable with all the women. Although the night had been filled with great conversations, there was a formality to everyone that Sam thought needed to be fixed.

Drake thought it was weird how uncomfortable he felt around these women. Perhaps it was because they were all intelligent and sexy women. He was so used use to spending time with airheads that the caliber of women Sam and Robert had picked for him was probably not something he was used to.

“Yeah, let’s do it!” shouted Scarlett.

Scarlett was probably the last one of the women who Sam would have thought would be so eager to play a drinking game. She seemed so proper, so put together, he liked that she wanted to loosen up and have fun.

“Ok, here are the rules. We will go around the table and tell two truths and one lie about ourselves. After you have said your three things, the other people will have to guess which one was the lie. If they guess correctly, you have to drink; if they guess incorrectly they have to take the drink.”

“This sounds like a fun game,” Drake said as he grabbed some shot glasses from the cabinet.

“I’ll go first,” Sam announced as she gave everyone a moment to pour themselves a drink. “I’m twenty-five years old. I once got arrested for public sex in France. And I grew up in New York.”

The women took turns saying which thing they thought was the false statement. Most of them chose the public sex in France. When it came to Drake’s turn he just stared at Sam. He knew how old she was and he knew she grew up in Seattle and not New York, so that meant that the public sex statement was true.

“You didn’t grow up in New York,” Drake said. “But I think you should tell us more about this public sex in France thing.”

All the other women clapped and egged on Sam to tell more of the story. They were willing to do anything that would make Drake happy and he really seemed interested in finding out more about the story behind Sam’s French arrest.

“Well first, everyone who guessed wrong needs to take a drink. I will take a drink since Drake guessed right.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to hear this story,” Drake said as he leaned in to listen. “You girls don’t understand, Samantha here is the most straight-laced woman I know. She has refused me for five years, and I can be pretty darn convincing.”

The women laughed and then looked at Sam to hear her story. They were happy to have the attention off them for just a brief moment.

“I was there with a boyfriend at the time and we thought it would be exciting to have sex under the Eiffel Tower. We waited until the middle of the night and then went there, but about two minutes into it, a security guard caught us and we were arrested. See, that wasn’t so exciting.”

Drake’s eyes were wide as could be as he listened to Samantha’s story. He didn’t think she would ever do something like have sex outside. He certainly didn’t think she would do such a thing at a public landmark. It made him think totally differently about Sam.

“Alright, alright, that’s enough about me. I’m going to leave. You guys can continue this game or make up a different one if you would like.”

Sam grabbed her things and headed for the door. Just as she was about to leave, Drake showed up behind her.

“Was that a true story?”

“Yes Drake, that was the idea of the game.”

“Wow, you surprise me.”

“Alright, well I’m going home. You enjoy the rest of your night. Remember that tomorrow is your first one to one date and it is with Victoria. I already talked with everyone about the rules and they will each plan their own date and talk to you about them. Call me if you need anything.”

“Wow, really…you had sex under the Eiffel Tower… I’m impressed.”

Drake just couldn’t get the picture of Sam fucking some guy under the Eiffel Tower out of his head. He would never have thought she would do something like that. Not in a million years. He couldn’t stop staring at her as she stood there and waited for him to acknowledge he was alright with the women for the rest of the night.

“Ok, I’m leaving. Good night, Drake.”

Even after Sam left Drake couldn’t get the idea out of his head that she had fucked a guy in public. Maybe he really didn’t know her as well as he thought he did.

Drake returned to the dinner table and felt much more confident in handling the women for the rest of the night.

“Who is next?” Drake asked as he looked around the table.

“Fuck it, I’ll go,” Scarlett said.

“I once worked with Donald Trump, I was Miss Alaska 2010, and I have size E breasts.”

The women took turns guessing first and their choices were a little of each of the items. No one seemed to have a consensus of which one was really the lie.

“I think the Miss Alaska 2010 is a lie,” Drake picked.

“Only Lauren and Cynthia got it right. My breasts are actually double F size.”

The table erupted in chatter as the women discussed the size of Scarlett’s breasts. Drake seemed impressed. He was eager to get his chance to play with them.

“Everyone who guessed wrong, take a shot,” Drake announced.

The games continued on and Drake and the women got pretty drunk. Scarlett was the first one to give up and head to her room; Lauren, Cynthia, Emily and Allison were quickly done as well.

Drake sat with Sophia and Victoria as they decided they were all too drunk to continue the game.

Sophia grabbed Victoria and whispered something in her ear.

“It was nice meeting you, Drake, I saw the schedule and I’m your first date tomorrow. I’m going to get some sleep for now.” Victoria kissed Drake on the cheek and left him alone with Sophia.

“Pretty sneaky how you got all those women to leave you alone with me,” Drake said as he moved over to sit by Sophia.

“Why, whatever do you mean?” Sophia pretended to be a southern bell with a thick accent.

“Miss Sophia, I think you are going to be trouble.”

“If you mean trouble to stop thinking about, yes. Or trouble to get up in the morning after making love to me all night, yes to that as well.”

“Fuck yes, girl, I like how you think.”

“Are there any rules about who you can fuck tonight?” Sophia asked.

She got up from her seat and sat on the table. Drake grabbed her and slid her over so she was right in front of him. Sophia’s red hair was swept up in a fancy ponytail and her dress was tight in all the right places.

Drake tried to spread her legs and put one on either side of him, but her dress was too tight. He had to settle for swinging them both to one side and he moved in closer to her.

“I don’t think there were any rules about tonight,” Drake said as he grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer.

“I hate rules anyway.”

Sophia wrapped her arms around Drake’s neck and kissed him. He couldn’t help but respond as her soft lips met his. He grabbed her dress and pressed it up so he could spread her legs. As he stood up, Drake pulled Sophia’s body tight against his.

She could feel how hard his cock was as she sat on the table with her legs spread. Sophia wanted him; she wanted him to take her right there.

“I think we should head upstairs,” Sophia said between kisses.

Drake wanted to go upstairs, but he also became acutely aware of all the other women in the house and he didn’t want to mess that up. He stepped back from Sophia.

“How about I walk you to your room, young lady?”

Drake extended his hand and led her upstairs toward her room. Sophia thought that Drake was going to come in. She wanted to play with him. But when they got to her room he kissed her one last time and then left her for the night.

Sophia was frustrated and wanted more of Drake.