Be Bad For Me(52)

"I don't know, maybe she'll let me kiss her … " Tara said, grinning.

"You're a trip!"

"I was just kidding. Besides, Mike and I are cutting back on the threesomes nowadays."

"Oh, really. Any reason why?" Annette asked, grabbing her wine cooler back and taking a sip.

"No. Sex is still good without another girl, but we always cool down for  a little bit and then start back up again. Keeps the fire and  anticipation in our sex life."

"Hey, chicas!" Alex and his friend Chris were suddenly standing over she and Tara.

"Hey!" She and Tara were in unison.

"What's up with you two? And where's Jordan?" Alex asked.

"Jordan's on the way. Why?" Annette turned to look at him.

"Just asking," Alex said, sitting on the edge of the pool beside she and  Tara, his feet dangling in the water. His friend, Chris, followed.

"Will one of you guys do us a favor and bring us two wine coolers?" Tara asked, downing the rest of Annette's wine cooler.

"Sure!" Chris got up to retrieve the drinks.

"He's cute, Alex. Where'd you find him?" Tara asked, when Chris was out of earshot.

"We went to high school together. He has a crush on Annette," Alex said.

"Really? Well, he should pick someone else to crush on," Annette replied.

"I know. I told him that Jordan doesn't play by our rules. He's made it  clear to everyone that you are absolutely off limits for any type of  initiation. I have reason to believe that mofo will quit the game for  good over Annette if the old guards ever called him on it too."

Chris brought the wine coolers and a tray of Jell-O shots back and they were drinking again.

"How many of those have you two had? You two look smashed," Chris said, swallowing a Jell-O

"I think I've had five or six," Annette mumbled.

"And I'm already smashed," Tara said, and she and Tara began giggling.

"I bet you can't even hold your liquor," Chris teased Tara.

"Boy, please! I can drink you under the table, anytime, in fact, hand me  one of those shots," Tara said, putting down her wine cooler.

Chris obeyed and watched her throw down the shot. They all sat on the  side of the pool downing Jell-O shot after Jell-O shot, not aware that  they were so inebriated that they were laughing and talking about stupid  things. Annette hadn't even realized that Jordan had arrived.

"Annette, let me take a shot off you!" Tara said, grabbing another shot.

"Are you crazy, girl? You're drunk," Annette replied.

"That would be a sight to see. Go ‘head. What? You scared?" Chris taunted.

"I ain't scared of nothin'," Annette snapped.

"Well? What you waiting for?"

"Go get us a couple more shots and I'll let you see," Annette said to  Chris. Again, Chris jumped up to go retrieve more shots from the bar.  Annette gave the boys what they wanted to see, leaning back and allowing  Tara to retrieve a Jell-O shot from her belly button.         

     



 

"Oh! Hell, yeah!" Chris exclaimed, loud enough for everyone around the  pool to hear. "Again!" He handed Tara another Jell-O shot. Tara balanced  the shot on Annette's torso again and used her tongue to lick it up.  Tara, who always took advantage, licked her way all the way up to  Annette's cleavage making her gasp in surprise.

"You little devil!" Annette lifted herself up and pushed Tara away  playfully. "Your turn, naughty girl," Annette said, reaching for a hot.  At that moment, she spotted Jordan seated on a lounge chair, surrounded  by Troy and a group of girls. His eyes were already on her. The  expression in his face was neither upset nor happy. He was studying her  intently. She lifted her eyebrow at him, hoping for him to say something  or run over there and snatch her up, angrily, but he did none of the  sort. The girl standing over him was nudging him trying to get his  attention.

Annette blew him a kiss and he immediately smiled. Annette turned her  attention back to Tara, who was waiting for her. She placed the shot on  Tara stomach.

"Oh! It's cold!"

Annette positioned herself over Tara and took another look at Jordan,  who seemed to be listening to what the girl was saying to him and  looking at her at the same time. He nodded his head at her and that was  Annette's cue that he was just as eager to see as anybody else was. She  followed Tara's lead by using her tongue to lick the Jell-O shot from  Tara's stomach. Her tongue lingered on Tara's stomach for a moment  before lifting herself up.

"Oh, Annette, your tongue feels good," Tara giggled.

"I wish she would put it somewhere else," Alex said.

"Enough boys. You too, Tara. I prefer dick, not pussy," Annette said.

"Could have fooled me … "Chris mumbled.

"You're right. You are a fool," Annette said right back, getting up on  her feet, "Tara, slow down your drinking, all right. I'm gonna go see  ‘bout my baby."

"Whateva you say, baby girl," Tara said.

Annette began walking over to Jordan. A few more shots and she would  have not been able to walk as steady as she was walking. Walking closer  to him, Annette confirmed that he looked gorgeous as always with nothing  but his swimming trunks on. He had a glass of dark liquor in one hand  and his other hand behind his head, watching as she approached. The girl  hadn't left Jordan's side, yet, but that didn't bother Annette. Annette  had realized a long time ago that females would flock to Jordan  automatically. And what surprised her is that sometimes they didn't care  if he had a girlfriend one way or the other. Annette knew just how to  fix that.

"Hey, Annette. We saw you and that horny ass Tara, too," Troy said, devilishly.

"Oh, yeah?" Annette grabbed a towel from the side table and began patting her hair and body dry.

"Jordan, Troy said that you and him were going to Las Vegas in a few months," the girl beside Jordan said.

"Yeah. Rod's in charge of organizing that trip this time," Jordan nodded.

"My friend and I wouldn't mind coming along. Do we need to get our own hotel rooms or can we room with one of you two?"

Annette wanted to burst out laughing at the blatant invitation to Jordan  and Troy. Jeez! Why didn't she just say, ‘I'll let you fuck me'.

"I'm sure that Rod wouldn't mind getting a room for you and your friend together," Jordan said.

"That won't be much fun! I was thinking … "

Before the girl could finish, Annette had seated herself on Jordan's  lap. "Oh, my bad. Go ahead. I didn't mean to interrupt you. You were  meaning to say … ?"

"I didn't know that you two were together," the girl mumbled, looking back and forth from Annette to Jordan.

"That's okay. Next time you should ask before you offer up your pussy to  any and everyone," Annette said, sweetly, before she could think about  what she was saying. Annette knew she was clearly drunk. She couldn't  help herself.

"You bitch! No one was offering-," the girl hissed.

"Bitch? You want me to show you a bitch, you nasty trick?" Annette  couldn't believe this girl offering up pussy to her man while she was  standing there and then call her a bitch. The nerve of her!

"Whoa! Baby, it's okay. Leave her alone," Jordan grabbed her waist to prevent her from confronting the girl.

"Yeah, both of you need to calm down," Troy said. Troy got up and  gestured for the other girl and her friend to follow him. The girl took  one last mean look at Annette and followed Troy to the other side the  pool.         

     



 

After the girl had left, Jordan turned to her, "You had too much liquor, baby?"

Annette nodded.

"Why'd you start that with that girl?"

"She called me a bitch first. All I said was that she should be careful  who she offers pussy so freely to. She ought to be grateful. She just  invited herself to room with you. I know that you can't help that you're  fine as hell and all."

"Neither can you. You sure did put on a show over there by that pool," Jordan said, taking a swig of his liquor.

"Did you enjoy the show?" Annette asked, straddling his lap, slowly. She  threw the over-sized towel over her back to cover her body.

"I did … "

"What's that?" Annette said, gesturing to the glass in his hand. "Can I have some?"

Jordan shook his head no. "It's rum and cherry coke. Too strong for you.  You've had enough for tonight. No more Jell-O shots and no more alcohol  for you."

"Is that so?" Annette pulled the straw from the cup and took the cherry  at the end of it in her mouth. "I'm not as drunk as you think."

"I know you're almost there, Annette. You get horny when you're drunk,  too. I can tell." Jordan returned the glass to his lips again for  another long sip.

"How can you tell I am horny?" Before Jordan could answer, she took his  lips in a kiss. He put his drink down on the ground next to them and  slid his hand under the towel and pulled her in closer. She moaned into  his mouth as he ran his fingers along her ass. "Jordan … "