Chapter 143 Awry Thanksgiving:>6

• Things got even better the next round. Becky had to play with her nipple for a minute (behind her bra, it was barely anything interesting), I had to admit that I had a crush on some girl at work (I wasn't going to mention Sierra in that moment. I wasn't that stupid), and Joey ended up standing on one leg and singing the Star-Spangled Banner (like I said, the game was weird).
• But spectacular Sierra also lost her last piece of overwear, slipping her slim skirt down her long legs. She was wearing a pair of bright bikini briefs that matched her shining scarlet bra. Her panties kept everything covered, sadly, but seeing the shape of her thighs and butt was more than enough reward. I was suddenly very glad that Becky had guilted me into going to her parents' house for Thanksgiving.
• Becky refilled our drinks while we got used to our new state of mostly undressed. Eyes went everywhere, examining everyone in detail. The scotch was running low, but my wife came back with another bottle, this time gin, and made sure we were all well lubricated.