When they reached the pool table introductions were made. It was Ryan who first approached Ericka while Charlie and Matt were at the table. The three men had become friends on their college swim team and kept in touch over the years since graduation. Ericka sat on a barstool and watched Charlie and Matt play. She was facing the table while Charlie was lining up a shot and Ericka uncrossed and recrossed her stocking covered legs Sharon Stone style. Charlie missed his shot. Matt chuckled and said, “You got yourself a tease there Ryan.”
Ericka whispered to Ryan, “It’s not teasing. It’s foreplay.” And gave Ryan a quick peck. Ryan and Ericka chatted while Charlie and Mike played. Charlie won and collected a couple of twenties that were on the bar then he asked Ryan and Ericka, “Do you two want to play us next?”
Ryan looked at Ericka letting her answer for them, “Sure, sounds like fun.” She said, “But instead of just handing each other cash, why don’t we just have he losers buy a round of shots.” Everyone agreed and they let Ericka have the break. It wasn’t a bad break, but she didn’t sink anything and left a shot for Mike on the 10 which he sunk. No one else sunk anything until it was Ericka’s turn again. She had a makable shot on the 4, but it required an awkward lean over the table. As she was lining up her shot Ryan came up behind her as whispered in her ear, let me see the shot your thinking. He pressed against her and looked down her cue he made a suggestion about where to strike the cue ball for a better set up for the next shot. When he pressed into her, the button on her dress at her upper thighs got caught in the decorative molding of the table. After Ericka made the shot she turned around quickly and the button popped off her dress. She didn’t notice it. She did notice Ryan’s smiling face just inches from hers and in her happiness she gave him a quick kiss on the lips before looking at her next shot, which she easily made on the 1. She gave Ryan another celebratory kiss before she missed a shot on the 3. Mike missed and Ryan sunk the 5 before he missed the 3. Ryan came back to Ericka and they started kissing while Charlie went on a run, sinking the 9, 13 and 12 before he missed. Ericka had a shot along the rail on the 2 but it was for her off hand. Ryan suggested she try it behind her back.
Ericka got in position but had trouble keeping one foot on the floor and called Ryan over. In a low voice she asked him, “Could you help me out?”
“Sure”
“Just unbutton that last button on my dress thanks.”
“Sure” and Ryan unbuttoned the top button at the dress’ neckline.
“Not that one. At the bottom of the skirt.”
“Oh sure.” He unbuttoned the desired button and this gave Ericka the freedom to line up her shot while keeping contact with the floor. Of course this also allowed all three men the ability to see almost all of her thighs. She tried to ignore them but she missed her line and the cue ball deflected off the 11 before bouncing off a rail.
“Scratch” Charlie called out, “you hit my ball, that’s a penalty.”
“A penalty?” Ericka asked.
“Yes – you can’t hi-hi-hit our ball first. That’s a scr-scratch, a penalty.” Charlie was having a little difficulty getting words out in sentences. Ericka wasn’t sure if it was a stutter or if he was drunk, but she was tipsy enough to be amused by it.
“Ah the naughty girl committed a penalty, whatever should we do about it?” Ericka playfully asked Charlie.
Mike responded, “We could give her a spanking.” It was Ericka that asked the question but Mike looked to Charlie when he answered.
“Yeah,” Charlie answered. “Eleven times for str-striking the 11 ball.” Charlie’s voice was playful and light and Ericka didn’t take him very seriously when he pulled her over to him. “Yes, just lay across my lap while Mike takes his shot.”
“Or maybe you would rather I ‘assumed the position’ against the table?” She faced away from him and bent at the waist and put both hands on the rail of the pool table then wiggled her ass towards Charlie.
“That’ll work.” Charlie said and he lifted the skirt of her dress onto her back and gave her a gentle slap against one of her ass cheeks. Ericka said nothing so he did it again and again.
“Let me know when you are going to start.” Erica teased him.
She wondered if that might have been a mistake as he slapped her a bit harder and counted out “One”. He counted out ten more strikes before he let her go, in the end he didn’t hit too hard and it was more playful than anything else. Even so, Ericka waited until after her next shot before she sat down again.
The game went around a few more times. Ryan would hold Ericka in his arms when Charlie or Mike were shooting. At one point Charlie went up to the bar to get another bucket of beers. Ryan and Ericka just spent the time kissing and making out. Ericka starting to run her nails along Ryan’s back through the fabric of his thin tee-shirt. Ryan has his left hand between them and undid the button of her dress above her waist and slid his hand along her firm stomach. Ericka’s only reaction was to tighten those muscles so he could feel her abs. She was proud of her abs. She also tugged on the back of his shirt so that it came untucked from his pants. He noticed that she did not object so he slowly slid his hand upwards along her torso until he was cupping the underside of her right tit in his left hand. She took a deep breath in when he did that, drawing breath directly from Ryan’s lungs through their kiss and slid her own hand so that her finger tips were now inside his jeans at the waistband of his briefs. He slid his hand under the cup of her bra and pinched her nipple gently between two fingers. Ericka gave a muffled gasp into his mouth and pressed her pelvis against his. She could feel his erection pressing into her thigh. Ryan continued to massage her tit while she ground into him until Charlie came back. “Hey you t-two,” Charlie said, isn’t it time fo-for one of you to take a shot?”
Mike answered, “I think Ryan is taking his shot and it looks like he’s going to make it.” Even as Mike was speaking Ryan and Ericka began to separate.
“Just give me a beer” Ericka said, “It’s getting hot in here.” She briefly turned her back to the men to give her a moment to adjust her bra so it was supporting her tit again, but Ryan was already handing her a cue stick. It was her turn with the 7, 8, and 15 left on the table. Ericka had a shot on the 7, but it was a long one. She needed to strike the 7 firm and send it of the far rail and back to the near corner pocket. As she bent over the table she briefly thought about Ryan standing behind her just lifting her skirt and fucking her right there. Ryan might have been reading her mind because he took a step forward and put his hand right on her ass as he bent over her to look at her shot. She whispered to him, “I’m never going to make this shot. I suck at these long ones.”
While they were whispering Mike offered up a dare, “Hey we’re doing shots after this game, how about if you miss this shot you let us do body shots off you?”
“Fuck no.” Ericka replied, “It’ll be a miracle if I make this shot.”
“Ok,” Mike retorted, “so if you make this shot we’ll do the body shots then?”
“Sure. Ain’t no way I’m going to make this shot.” To her credit Ericka didn’t tank the shot, she tried her best and got the right line and sunk the 7. Everyone cheered. Ryan gave her ass a gentle squeeze when she kissed him.
Ericka looked back at the table. The three balls were all lined up, cue, 15 and 8 with the pocket not far behind the 8. Ericka looked at the table and said to Ryan, “This is a jump shot.”
Ryan asked, “can you do a jump shot?”
“I used to be able to, but I haven’t tried one in years.”
“Are you su-sure you want to try th-that?” Charlie asked, “you kno-know what happens if it goes wrong.” Charlie made a motion imitating a spanking.
Ryan said to her, “You can take the safe shot, go off the rails.
“Nah, go big or go home, I want to give it a try. Besides, jump shots are fun and I like to have fun.”
Ericka took her shot but didn’t hit it very well. The cue ball only got about a half inch off the table and bounced before it struck the 15 awkwardly then it clipped the 8 which rolled into the pocket. Ericka laughed at her attempt and how badly it failed.
“Scratch. You hit the 15.” Mike said.
Charlie smirked, “Assume the po-position.” Ericka looked at him and smirked right back. he repeated himself. “You hit the 15, ass-assume the po-position.”
“Promise you’ll be gentle with me?” Ericka asked.
“Scouts honor.” Charlie held his hand up in the air.
Ericka leaned over the pool table again and Charlie again lifted her dress up and onto her back. Then he put his hands on the waistband of her pantyhose and pulled them down, past her ass. Then he gave her 7 quick spanks on her bare ass.
Mike was next. After his first strike was her harder than Charlie’s he said, “I never was a scout!” He spanked her a little less hard the rest of the count.
While Charlie and Mike were busy with Ericka, Ryan went to the bar. As Mike spanked Ericka she thought about how shitty her day had been. He stuck her and she thought about how she was going to have to work another year as a waitress. He struck her again and she imagined telling her grandmother that she would still be a cop. He struck her again, she gritted her teeth. He struck her again, she resolved to not let this be the end of her career. He struck her again and she resolved that she was going to be in control. When he struck her for the last time she decided that the best way to end this shitty day was to not only get drunk, but to fuck the shit out of these guys.
Once Mike finished he said, “Just hold still one minute, I want to take a picture of that red ass.” And he took his phone out of his pocket.
Ericka asked Charlie to hand her her purse and when he did, she took out her own phone and unlocked the camera app. Handing her phone to Charlie, she asked him, “Take a picture for me too, I want to see.” She looked back at him over her shoulder as he took the picture and gave her phone back to her. Then took he out his own phone and took a picture with that too.
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