Felix
I ask at the hotel reception if they have a marker pen I can borrow and they manage to find me a Sharpie which is perfect. I head back to the room and sit next to the coffee table where Katy has put the Jenga box.
'What’s drunk Jenga?' She asks.
'Right, well we write forfeits on every piece of Jenga. We’ll split them between us, but they can be whatever you want. If you knock the whole lot down, you have to drink your entire drink down.'
'Okay, pass me that Sharpie,' she says. 'I’ll be doing mine while you put your dressing gown on. I’ve washed the glasses so we’re good to go.'
I laugh. Dressing gown. What is she like? I get changed into joggers and a tee shirt, relishing how she’s now confident enough to get changed in the same room as me. She has her back to me and it's done quick as a flash, but it's still something. Something to prove the ice queen is thawing around me.
Once I’ve written my forfeits we place all the bricks writing side down and I stack them up into a pile and then we start to play.
Katy draws out have a drink. 'Ooh that’s an easy one.'
I draw out Truth or Dare. She sits back and thinks about it, her mouth moving to one side.
'Truth. Have you ever done that back-to-back thing we did with anyone else?'
My eyes nearly burst out of their sockets. When we masturbated? I can’t believe she’s even acknowledged it happened, let alone asked the question.
'No.' I tell her honestly, locking eyes with her to show my sincerity. 'Just you.'
'Okay.' Her cheeks pinken. She’s the cutest. What the fuck? Why am I finding a bird cute? What has she done to me?
She picks out another, Make a sex noise.
'Oh my God, how embarrassing. I don’t want to. Can I drink all my drink again instead?'
'Katy,’ I warn sternly. I love how she blushes on her neck whenever I’m stern with her. Then I'm imagining ordering her to bend over. Quickly, I clear my throat, trying to get a hold of myself. ‘I heard you making lots of sex noises just the other night. I’m sure you can fake one.'
She goes even redder; it travels up to her cheeks. 'Okay. Well, I’m going to close my eyes to do it.'
Oh Jesus. I’m gonna end up coming in my pants.
I watch as she clears her throat, closes her eyes and starts to make those cute little noises I heard just the other night. 'Oh, oh, oh, God, yes. Just there, ooh yeah.'
My dick instantly tries to punch a hole through my boxers, straining against my flimsy joggers. Dammit, why aren’t I wearing jeans?
'There, I did it. ' She says triumphantly, eyes wide open. ‘Your turn.’
'I’m not making a sex noise.' I protest.
'No, stupid. Your turn to withdraw a piece,' she says with a chuckle.
Ah. That would make more sense. Stop thinking with your dick, Felix.
‘Although I’ve heard yours too, and it's more of a grunt.’
‘A grunt?’ I repeat, amused.
‘Yep, like unnnnngggggghhhh!’ She pulls the cutest face while doing the impression. There I go again finding her cute. What is happening to me? I pull out another piece.
Sit on player to your rights lap for a round.
Well shit. I obviously wrote this for her to sit on my lap. She’ll die under my weight. I hold it out for her to read and she giggles.
‘Come on then, big boy,’ she jokes, patting her lap.
I move over and position myself over her, but squat so I’m not actually placing my full weight on her. I would no joke kill her.
'Hurry up, and draw yours or my legs will collapse and I’ll crush you.'
My close proximity to her body is doing nothing to make my huge boner deflate. She hasn’t mentioned it and I’m glad.
She tries to reach past me laughing. 'This is like a weird version of Twister.' In trying to get around me she knocks the whole lot over. 'Damn it.'
'Ha! You have to drink a whole drink. Let me fill you up.' I say, grabbing the vodka.
'Ooh-err,' she responds and then that blush returns to her cheeks. 'Sorry, I went a bit pervy Keith Lemon there for a minute. I’ll be rubbing my thighs next.'
Okay now I’m getting a serious case of blue balls.
She drinks her drink down while I stack the Jenga back up.
'Okay, you go first because you lost.' I tell her.
She draws out a brick. Compliment one member of the opposite sex.
'Oh, God, you’re going to get so bigheaded.' She sighs. ‘Like it's possible to get any bigger.’
I give her my best cheeky wink. 'Come on. I can take it.'
'Okay. Well, as far as I’ve seen so far and that’s not too many, you have the best knob I’ve seen in terms of length and width and well… pinkness.'
My mouth drops open. Of all the compliments I expected, THIS WAS NOT ONE OF THEM! She’s complimenting my dick?!
'I mean, I know none of them are what you’d call pretty,' she explains with a giggle, 'but yours is the best of a bad bunch, okay?'
I clear my throat. 'Erm, yes, thank you very much.' I drink down my entire glass full of vodka. I bloody need it.
Katy tilts her head to one side. 'You’re not supposed to drink unless the game says so, stoopid.'
'Oh, yeah, silly me. I forgot.' This girl is going to be the death of me.
I take the next brick. Lick someone’s neck. Oh, come on, fuck off. Why did I write this? I wasn’t thinking straight. I show her the brick.
'Ewww.' She says, her face curling up. 'Do you have to?'
'Yes, the brick says so.' I point to it to show proof.
She pulls her hair away from her neck and tilts it up towards me. I feel like a vampire going in for the kill. The closer I get the more I can smell her. She smells of lavender and mint. My God, it's intoxicating.
I lick slowly up the side of her neck, forcing myself to stop just below her ear. The urge to grab her hair and pull it back exposing her to me more is strong, but you know, I’d probably get done for sexual assault.
'Oooh, it tickles.' She giggles. 'Okay, my turn.’
Finish your drink.
‘Oh my God, I’m gonna be hammered!' She slugs it down and refills.
I take the next. Bottoms up. I drink and refill my drink.
Katy draws out arm wrestle. She rolls up her sleeve and puts her arm on the table. I do the same and knock her arm over in 3 seconds flat. She sits back against the chair giggling.
'I love drunk Jenga!' She declares. 'God, I’m having fun, Felix, fun!'
I can’t help but laugh along with her. I love drunk Katy. I mean like. I like drunk Katy.
My next brick says confession so I turn to her and say. 'Okay, the truth is I’ve been hiding a major boner from you half the night.'
'How rude.' She declares and falls about laughing again. Something tells me vodka and not too much food is having an effect on her. ‘You haven’t done very well hiding it! But I suppose when it's that big it's hard to.’
‘Don’t forget its pinkness, too,’ I tease, replaying her words back to her.
She cringes, hiding her face with her hands. 'My turn.' She looks at her withdrawn brick. 'Hahahaha, this is NOT going to help with your boner, mister.'
She reveals the words lap dance for 10 seconds. Oh God. I groan. My dick is going to fucking explode.
She removes her towelling robe, dropping it to the floor, leaving her in just a camisole top and her panties.
Fuck. Me.
She stands near me and does what she thinks is a sexy swing and pose near to me, tilting her crotch towards me and biting her teeth. To be honest I’ve seen sexier false teeth. She sits back down. Well, my dick won’t explode with that lap dance.
I lean over to take the next brick.
'Bet you’ve come in your pants now. You’re welcome.' She yells. I jump with a start and knock the goddamn bricks over. Fuck.
'Drink up. Drink it all up.' She says, pouring the vodka high in my glass. 'Your turn because you lost.' She announces building it back up. It takes her two attempts. This is getting messy. Maybe we should stop soon.
Take top off for the entire game.
'Whoo hoo. Get it off, get it off.' She chants.
I remove my tee so I’m sitting in just my boxers and can’t help noticing that she’s staring at the shape of my dick beneath. The bitch is gagging for my cock.
'Bottoms up,' she yells, necking her drink. 'Your turn.'
Twerk for 30 seconds. She’s written this one. Jeez.
I turn around and do my best to shake my arse. Katy doesn’t say a word. I thought she’d burst out laughing. When I turn back around she’s just staring at me and licking her lips. Did that weird arse dance actually turn her on?
'Your turn.' I tell her.
She pulls a brick out slowly—body shot.
I watch as she clumsily knocks all the bricks off the coffee table and lays across it, lifting up her cami. Oh my God. She’s smashed.
'Come on, Felix.' She says. 'Fuck this game now, I’m bored with it. I can think of much better games to play. Now pour that vodka in my belly button.'
I don’t bother telling her that she was supposed to TAKE the body shot.
I pour a drop of vodka in her belly button and suck it out. Jesus, her skin is so silky soft.
She grabs hold of my head and lifts my mouth towards hers until I’m staring down at her.
That’s it. I can’t take any more.
I crush my mouth against hers, my tongue capturing her own, making her mine. The coffee table is so damn uncomfortable, so I pick her up and throw her on the bed.
'I’m going to taste you somewhere else.' I tell her.
She smiles back at me, devilish intent in her eyes.
Moving myself down her body I place myself between her thighs, ease down her panties and throw them on the floor. I hover above her warm heat. This woman is going to kill me.
Dipping my tongue towards her core, I lick slowly up her seam. She thrusts her hips up closer to my mouth.
'Oh my God,' she gasps.
I suck and bite on her clit causing her to make those noises again, the ones she impersonated earlier except now they are oh so real.
'Oh God, Oh God, please, yes, more, right there, more. Don’t stop, don’t stop.'
I fucking love the sound of her begging me. I dart my tongue inside her opening. She makes a small squeal and fists her hands in my hair, pulling me closer to her core. I’m guessing she’s near as her pants are coming thick and fast.
I push my hand into my boxers and fist my cock while I go to town between her legs. She’s so bloody responsive. I bet that dick never did this to her. It makes me mad to think she stayed with such a loser who didn’t appreciate her for so long. She tenses and then bucks into my mouth, shattering over me, screaming my name, before lying limp against the bed.
'Oh my God,’ she gasps.
I smile back at her triumphantly, travelling up her body and laying down beside her.
‘Felix. Do you want me to do you?’ she offers, her eyelids heavy. ‘I’m dead, but I will.'
'I’m fine. Give me a minute.' I jerk off into my hand, only needing a few thrusts before I’m coming in my boxers.
I head to the bathroom to clean myself up and when I come back she’s sound asleep, snoring softly. I stand for a moment looking at her, her pussy on display to me in all her naked glory. She’s fucking gorgeous. How has it taken me so long to realise?
I pull the covers up over her and climb in the other side. There’s no way I’d have done the deed with her tonight. I want her sober when that happens—if that happens.
The only thing I’m sure of right now is that I really WANT it to happen. But when she finds out my secrets that will ruin everything.
I decide to push it all to the back of my mind and get some sleep.