Chapter 2: Building Tension
As I lean over the table I can't help but notice Tyler and Kevin staring at my boobs Maybe this shirt was too low cut but if my boobs made Greg's friends like me better it probably wasn't a big deal. Besides, I've never been one to shy away from a little attention.
The conversation stops for a second. Everyone's eyes are on me. "Nice top," Kevin finally ventures.
"Is this how you plan to win?" Tyler says with wink.
"Whatever I have to do," I joke back at them. I wanted to show them I could hold my own.
"That's the spirit!" Tyler chuckles. "It is going to take more to distract me though! Are we all ready?
Greg hands out the starting resources and we all take our seats. I glance at my cards, trying to figure out the best strategy. I've played Settlers of Catan before, but I'm no expert. I look over at Tyler, who seems to be sizing me up again. I flash him a confident smile, ready to give this game my best shot.
He then announces to the room, "I am sure Greg told you, but we have a special house rule. You are allowed to trade your resources for anything, also outside the game. Like I'll give you the resource you need, if you grab the next round. Otherwise, lets get going."
"Okay, let's roll the dice and see who goes first," Greg says, rolling the two dice. They land on a seven, and Greg groans.
"Guess it's not my night," he says, passing the dice to Kevin. He rolls, and we all watch as the dice bounce across the table, settling on a five.
The game begins and everyone is being very nice to me at the start of the game. Greg's friends are definitely flirting with me but he doesn't seem to mind. We are all laughing and having a good time.
I notice the eyes are on me. I am trying to flirt a bit, while still being respectful of Greg.
But then Tyler tries to turn the conversation in a raunchy direction. "Ok, we are all wondering, so let me just ask. How amazing is the sex Gerg?" Kevin laughs as I see Greg blush.
"That good, huh?" Tyler adds, chuckling.
"I mean, she's clearly got the goods to back it up." Kevin gestures at me. I flush slightly at the compliment, but maintains eye contact with Tyler.
Greg chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, I mean, it's not like we're talking about it right now, guys." He tries to steer the conversation back to the game, but Tyler isn't having it.
"Come on, Greg. We're all friends here. No need to be shy." Tyler leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving me. "So, Danni, what's your secret? Do you have some special moves you're not telling us about? You have my boy Greg speechless here." Tyler pressed, me a smirk playing on his lips. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I wasn't about to let him rattle me.
Leaning back in my chair, I crossed my legs, enjoying the way Tyler's gaze followed the movement. "Well, Tyler," I started, my voice low and sultry, "You know what they say? A blowjob a day keeps the doctor away."
Kevin let out a low whistle, and Greg chuckled nervously, shaking his head.
"Alright, alright, let's focus on the game, huh?" he said, trying to steer the conversation back on track. I couldn't help but smile at the easy way Greg handled Tyler's antics. It was clear he was comfortable with his friends, and I appreciated that he wasn't the jealous type.
We continued playing, the banter flowing as easily as the beer. I was holding my own in the game, but I could feel the tension building between Tyler and me. Every time he looked at me, I felt a spark, and I knew he felt it too.
Meanwhile, I was losing the game badly, and my frustration was building. I needed a break.
"Everybody is up for another beer?" Tyler asks as he walk past me to the fridge, his hand lightly touching my back as he walks past. sending a jolt up my spin.
"Yup I will take another!" I answer a little too enthusiastically. Already feeling tipsy. Kevin and Greg also ask for another beer.
As Tyler walks back to the table, he hands me mine, his fingers brushing against mine. I look up at him, our eyes locking for a moment longer than necessary. I can feel the electricity between us, and I know he feels it too.
"Thanks," I say, breaking the gaze and taking a sip of my beer. I try to focus back on the game, but it's getting harder to concentrate with Tyler's intense stare and the growing heat between my legs.
As the game progresses, I'm feeling more and more frustrated. I'm losing, and I hate losing. I've always been competitive. Tyler, who's smirking at me from across the table like he knows something I don't.
I take a deep breath, trying to calm my growing frustration. Greg notices my state and gives me an encouraging smile. "You're doing great, Danni."
"What do you need Danni," Tyler asks. I assume he wants to make a trade.
"I could really use two wood" I mutter.
Tyler leans back in his chair, a smug smile spreading across his face. "I might be able to help you with that, Danni." He pauses, letting the anticipation build. "But I want something in return."
I raise an eyebrow, curious. "Oh yeah? And what's that?"
He leans in, his voice low. "Your bra."
My eyes widen in surprise, but I can't help the laugh that bubbles up. "What?"
"You heard me. Two wood for your bra." He shrugs, as if it's the most reasonable offer in the world.
I glance at Greg, who looks just as shocked as I am. Tyler just grins, unfazed. "It's just a bit of fun, Danni. Live a little." I bite my lip, considering the offer. It's crazy, but there's something thrilling about it. I look around the table, at Kevin's eager expression and Greg's uncertain one.
Then, I make my decision. I stand up, my chair scraping loudly against the wooden floor. "Alright, Tyler," I say, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach. "You've got yourself a deal." I reach behind my back, unhooking my bra with practised ease. I can feel the eyes of the room on me, the anticipation almost palpable. I take a deep breath, then slowly pull my bra through the armholes of my top and drop it on the table.
My pink nipples are clearly visible threw my top. Greg's eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn't object. Kevin lets out a low whistle, and Tyler's smirk widens into a grin. All three men are clearly staring at my tits.
I can't help but smile, enjoying the attention. Tyler, still smirking, turns to Kevin. "You should go halfsies with me - I feel like you are also benefiting,"
"Yea that is fair - totally worth it," Kevin is still laughing as he places a wood on the table.
Tyler places a wood on the table and then picks up my bra and puts it on the back of his chair.
I pick up the wood placing them in front of me. .I can feel the cool air against my skin, my nipples hardening under the scrutiny. I take a sip of my beer, trying to act nonchalant.
"Well, nice doing business with you. Hope you make good use of my wood!" Tyler chuckles at his own innuendo. "Let me know if there is anything else you need!"
Greg clears his throat, breaking the tension. "Alright, let's keep playing. Who's up next?" I can see him stealing glances at my chest, but he's doing his best to act normal. I flash him a grateful smile, appreciating his effort.
Tyler grabs the dice, "I just need two breasts, I mean two bricks to build the longest road."
I was too drunk to resist the bait. "Too bad I have all the breasts here," I grab my boobs and give them a little shake while laughing.
The boys are staring at me like they are hypnotized. I can tell Kevin is trying not to laugh, and Greg looks like he's not sure whether to be turned on or embarrassed. Tyler, however, is loving every minute of it.
He leans back in his chair, smirking at me. "Well, Danni, it looks like you're having a little trouble keeping those assets in check," He gestures towards my chest. I can feel my cheeks flushing, but I refuse to be embarrassed.
Instead, I laugh it off, "Guess I'll just have to find a way to keep them under control." I say, winking at him. " I tease, enjoying the banter and the attention. Meanwhile, the game continues, and I'm determined to turn my luck around.
A few turns pass but I haven't really caught up much. I'm still trailing behind, and my frustration is growing. I grit my teeth, determined to catch up. "Hey, anyone willing to trade me a brick?" I ask, hoping to snag one from someone's surplus.
Tyler looks up from his cards, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, Danni, I might have a brick to spare," he says, leaning back in his chair. "But I'm willing to make a trade, not just give it away." He pauses, letting the tension build. "What are you willing to offer?"
I'm way behind in the game, and I need to catch up. I look at my cards, then at Tyler's smug face.. "You know what, Tyler? I've got something you might like even more than my bra." I pause, letting the anticipation build. "How about a sheep?" I can't help but cackle.
Tyler chuckes. "A sheep, huh? That's an interesting offer, Danni. But brick has been hard to come by this game and I don't need any sheep." He pauses, his eyes roaming over my body, lingering on my exposed cleavage. "I think I have something else in mind."
I raise an eyebrow, intrigued.
Tyler leans in, his voice low. "Your skirt."
I almost choke on my beer. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me," he says, smirking. "Your skirt for my brick."
I glance at Greg, who looks just as surprised as I am. Kevin, on the other hand, is trying his best to hide his amusement. I look back at Tyler, considering his offer.
My skirt is short, but it's not like I'm flashing the room. Yet. Still, there's something thrilling about the idea of bartering my clothes for resources in this game. I take a sip of my beer, trying to play it cool.
"Alright, Tyler," I say, a smirk playing on my lips. "But I want to make sure it's a fair trade. I'll give you my skirt, but in exchange, I want your brick and a wheat," I pause for a moment. "If it is ok with you Greg?" I ask turning towards him.
Greg looks taken aback, but he quickly masks it with a smile. "Of course, Danni. It's your call," he says, giving me a reassuring nod. I can tell he is a little nervous but also he doesn't want to ruin the fun.
I turn back to Tyler, waiting for his response. Tyler leans forward, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Done," he says, his eyes never leaving mine. "But I have one condition."
I wait as Tyler pauses for dramatic effect.
"I want to be the one to take it off," he says, his voice low and confident.
Greg shifts uncomfortably in his seat, but I just smile, enjoying the thrill of the moment.
"Deal," I say, standing up from my chair.
"Well get over here then," Tyler replies. His tone suggests its more of a demand than a request.
I swallow, butterflies forming in my stomach as I walk around the table towards him. I stop in front of Tyler, with my back facing Kevin. I can feel the heat radiating off him, and I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves.
Tyler reaches out, his fingers grazing the hem of my skirt. He looks up at me, seeking permission. I nod, giving him the green light. He grips the fabric, slowly pulling it down, inch by inch.
I can feel the cool air against my skin, my heart pounding in my chest. I hear Kevin let out a low whistle, and Greg shifts uncomfortably in his seat. Tyler's knuckles brush against my thighs, sending a jolt of electricity through me. I bite my lip, trying to suppress a moan.
Tyler pauses, my skirt now halfway down my ass, my royal blue g-string in view. He looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire. "You sure about this, Danni?" he asks, his voice low and husky. His face is close enough that I can feel his breath on my groin.
I nod, not trusting myself to speak.
Tyler smirks, knowing exactly the effect he's having on me. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my skirt, slowly pulling it down. I lift my hips slightly to help him, my breath hitching as his knuckles graze my skin. The skirt falls to the floor, leaving me standing in nothing but my g-string and the lacey green crop top.
I hear Kevin's voice, loud and clear, "Damn, Danni, you've got a nice ass." I freeze, my cheeks flushing immediately. I turn towards him and he's grinning, not at all embarrassed. I can give him playful punch on the shoulder.
But now my ass was in Tyler's face instead. "Well, Kevin's got a point, Danni. You do have a great ass."
"You guys are the worst," I stammer back. The boy had me flustered. Greg is mostly silent watching as his friends compliment my body.
Tyler clears his throat, trying to hide his arousal. "There you go," he says, placing his brick and a wheat in front of me. "Your resources, as promised."
I pick them up, my hands slightly trembling.
I can feel the heat of Tyler's gaze on me, and I know he's enjoying my discomfort. I take a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. "Thanks," I say, walking back to my spot. I place the brick and wheat in my resources, trying to focus on the game. But it's hard to concentrate with Tyler's gaze burning into me.
Tyler clears his throat, breaking the tension. "Alright, everyone, let's keep playing. I'm not done with this game yet." He winks at me, and I can't help but roll my eyes.
But I can't deny the thrill I feel from this whole situation. I take a deep breath, trying to refocus on the game. I have to admit, I'm enjoying the attention.