I spent the night with my friend, Jack, and his wife, Angie. I met Jack while working with him at a former job. Jack and Angie lived about an hour away, so I would stay at their house when we'd go out around where they lived.
The three of us would have a blast - we usually got pretty drunk when we went out. Angie was slender and brunette - a flight attendant. Jack looked like a Ken doll.
We were charged up when we got back to the house after partying in Newport Beach. Jack suggested we play truth or dare. I've since learned that it's probably never a good idea to play "Truth or Dare," especially with couples.
"That's probably a very bad idea," I said.
"We'll keep it pg-13," Jack replied. He talked us into it.
We were all on the couch with Angie in the middle. The game wasn't innocuous for long. Is it ever?
Angie was surprisingly agreeable when she was dared to take her shirt off. She got revenge by daring Jack to take his pants off.
"Perhaps we should stop before things get any more crazy," I suggested.
"You haven't had to do anything. Why are you complaining?" Jack asked. "Let's play a little more."
What do you dare a couple to do? I dared them both to make out. While making out, Jack took his wife Angie's bra off and threw it behind the couch. When they were done, Angie was completely topless, and her ample, slopped tits were impossible to ignore.
It was Jack's turn. He dared Angie to feel my crotch.
"Okay, probably a good time to stop," I said.
"We can stop after if you want," Jack said. "Or you can chicken out now."