Our friends had us play the newlywed game, using the divider so we couldn't see each others answers. We had them laughing and rolling their eyes and the ladies would say sometimes go ahh! After that game, the divider was taken down and put away. Then Sarina and I were taken from each other and told we would be blindfolded and we had to find each other by just feeling hands and we were not allowed to speak to each other.
So now, I'm wondering around feeling a bunch of hands most have been male and those I quickly drop. I come across a pair of hands that squeeze and seem to be feeling mine as well, that I almost think that I've found Sarina, but no. This persons nails are short, barely felt over the fingertips. I move on and keep feeling noticing that this person has a ring similar to the one I bought Sarina. However, the fingers don't feel right. The nails are all wrong too, too short since Sarina just got them done for the wedding. I drop those hands after another minute of thinking about it.
The second I take the next set of hands, I know that these are Sarina's except... There is no ring on her finger. I feel the nails and they're the right length. I interlock my fingers with these and I know this is Sarina. I pull the hand up to my face and place a kiss on the knuckles.
"Where's your ring, my love?" The room erupts in hoots and hollers.
"Are you sure that is Sarina?" Lirael's voice asks right by me.
"Yes." I say very sure of my decision.
"Remove your blindfold." Lirael says, her smile evident in her voice.
I use my free hand to lower the blindfold and low and behold, Sarina is staring at me smiling, taking her ring back from Lirael. Sarina puts the ring back on, and I pull her in for a kiss, surrounded by a chorus of our friends cheers. As the majority of people begin to leave the place and mainly our closer friends remained, I could see the excitement building up in Lance and Lirael.
"I think Lance and Lirael planned something for us." I whisper to Sarina.
"You noticed that too?" She responds, scanning the room. "I hope its nothing too crazy. John and Tori are still here. Everyone else here is fine. Amanda knows better than to talk about what goes on in the club..."
"I should probably go say something to Lance..." As soon as the words come out of my mouth, the lights change and the music.
"Shit." We say in unison as two strippers come out, a female and a male who take to the two stages on either side of the club. Most of the females start working towards the male and the men to the female. Lirael hoots and hollers, pulling out some cash and starts tipping one, making us both share a look and laugh, keeping to our spots at the bar.
We are soon joined by Tori and John who are both smiling awkwardly as they join us.
"I wasn't expecting this..." John laughs motioning his hand at the stages.
"We were unaware of it too." Sarina says apologetically. "Hope none of this offends you." She motions to Tori who chuckles.
"No it's not offensive. Honestly, I'm surprised they didn't pull you onto a stage since it's you two who are getting married." She laughs before taking a sip of her drink.
Me and Sarina exchange a look, remembering Lance's bachelor party. Was it really only two years ago?
"The only woman I want dancing for me like that is going to be my wife soon." I smile at Sarina who cocks her brow at me.
"You still owe me a dance first." She grins, biting the side of her lip. John motions for another drink stealing our attention from each other as he clears his throat.
"I think we'll have one more before we go." John smiles and thanks the bartender working the party tonight.
Curiosity, and maybe a little but of alcohol has me asking without thinking, "So, are you two dating each other? You're always together but you seem distant from each other at the same time..."
I look between the two as they share a glance at each other. Sarina elbows me gently, giving me a reproachful gaze.
I just shrug, "What I was just curious?"
John shrugs, "We are just friends." He says bitterly taking a sip of his drink, looking away from Tori who looks annoyed, stung and uncomfortable not meeting anyone's eyes.
"Sorry. It was none of my business. Like I said I was curious."
Even though the question was answered, I could see there was something more going on between the two.
John finished the drink and stood up from the bar. "Well, we shall see you both on Saturday." He gives a tight lipped smile. "Brian." He offers his hand for me to shake and I take it.
They leave and I turn to Sarina, "You know John better than I do... So did I start problems with that question?"
She shrugs, grimacing in thought, "Not sure. John seemed a little bitter with that phrase though. I think he cares for her more than a friend and she may have friend zoned him."
"Well if that's the case I understand that. I also know that Tori emotionally is not ready for a relationship. I have extended her sessions a few months after I've seen some regression with how she handles her stress and emotions." I lean forward and take Sarina's hand. "However, I think I won the bet. You know, since they're 'just' friends." I cock a brow at her, grinning, thinking of some devilish things I could do to her. Especially since we're here at the club.
Sarina swallows hard, "We never completed that bet. We neither shook or verbally came to an agreement." She tries to pull her hand from mine but I tug her back towards me.
"No you don't. You tried to back out of it, using 'ethical' excuses," rolling my eyes at the memory before smiling widely again at her. "but I'm not letting you get away with it that easily. Remember, you gave me a concussion over that bet."
She snorts a laugh out, pushing my shoulder with her free hand, eyes wide as she reprimands me, "That's just wrong you know that?"
Suppressing my amusement, I tell her in all seriousness, "Baby, it may be wrong," I let my voice dip deeper, letting my hand trail up her thigh as I lean in, close to the nape of her neck, "but by the time I'm done..." I let my hot breath roll over her skin, "It will feel so right..." I drag my bottom lip across her skin, feeling her hairs rise on her neck and her breathing hitch. I can see her mentally and physically shudder in desire as I lean back in the chair.
Her heavy lidded eyes say everything I knew they would. I know what my woman likes and wants. She wants promises of pleasure and I always deliver. I stand up and take my drink, heading to our room. I don't check to see if she's following me as I leave the door cracked open and take a seat on the chaise, relaxed with my head leaned back and my eyes shut. I wait listening for when she'll enter. I hear the clicking tap of high heels on the floor before I feel someone enter the room. I crack open my eyes and see Sarina closing and locking the door.
Smiling to myself, I say a little smugly, "I knew you'd come."
Sarina lets out an airy, dismissive laugh, "Oh you did, did you?" She saunters over, her hips swaying as she walks.
"Of course." I say assertively, knowing she would. "You love me. You know me. You know when I enter into this room, I plan on having a good time." I barely cock a brow at her over the rim of my glass, looking her body up and down, wondering when she's going to start removing her clothes or if I should do it for her.
"This almost reminds me of the time you were tied up and blindfolded, telling the woman stripping on your lap, you liked her perfume..." Sarina chuckles as she comes over and straddles my lap.
I take a deep breath, nestling my nose in her cleavage, "I still do like your perfume, it's lovely." I start pulling out the hem of her blouse from her dress pants, letting my hands grip her ass and pull her closer to me, smothering myself in those luscious tits of hers.
She giggles, helping to smother me by pressing her titties tighter around my face. "I'm glad you love these double d's." She giggles again when I lean back eyes wide.
"They're doubles now?" I ask awestruck.
She nods, "I was measured again for some of my garments and found out I'm now a thirty eight double d, not a forty two d."
I can't help the joyous smirk that spreads across my face, feeling like a kid in the candy store. "Oh my goodness... and they're all for me..." I exclaim as she strips her shirt off to reveal them to me.
"Yes, they're all for you, baby. " She leans over and kisses me sweetly. I can't help the giddy feeling that comes over me, I've always liked a fuller woman, but Sarina's body is piece of art with all of it's dips and curves. She's a fucking goddess in my eyes.
"I can't believe I'm so lucky." I whisper to her when our lips part.
"I can't believe how lucky you are either." She smirks as I gasp in mock offense. She giggles, "To think, I could have spent the rest of my life so near you, and never knowing you were there this whole time. If it had not been for Lirael.... " She starts, playing with my hair as she takes in the moment with me.