eyes. “I was born for this game. Get me a ball, Sir.”
The night was turning out to be a blast for all of them. He already knew that Lydia was an excellent bowler, but what Laney hadn’t known was they had played together loads of times in the past. There was a slight chance she would have said no if she thought he wouldn’t enjoy the idea of bowling with her.
Truth be told, counting cracks in a wall would have been splendid as long as he could count those cracks with her.
As the game progressed and his high began to fade, he gathered his courage and approached Laney once her turn came round again.
“Need some help there, Gutter Queen?” He asked, resting his hands against her hips.
She jumped a little which caused him to pull his hands away, and whirled around to look at him with a goofy smile on her lips.
“I have no idea what I’m doing.” She admitted. “I suck at this.”
“You don’t suck. You just need a little guidance.”
“Trust me. Jeb and Lydia have tried to teach me and it never works out. I think I’m just not destined to play.”
“Everyone’s destined to play,”—he winked—“especially beautiful girls such as yourself.”
Oh, shit. Why did I say that?
She giggled in response and he sighed inwardly. The way her eyes sparkled told him she wasn’t making fun of him; she was genuinely flattered.
“So can I show you a few pointers?”
“I think that would be okay.” Laney nodded. She turned back around and gripped her ball, waiting for his instruction.
Stepping up behind her again, he slid his arms around her body and placed his hands over hers. Resting his chin against her shoulder, he spoke loud enough for her to hear.
“You want to make sure you always keep your eyes on the pins, okay?”
“Uh huh. I’m doing that.” She replied, backing up a little.
Holy shit. Was she pressing into him on purpose?
Begging his body to behave and for his thoughts to remain clean, he swallowed hard and traced his fingers over hers. “Fingers in the holes comfortably?”
“Perfect fit.” She replied breathlessly.
Okay, so he was fairly confident she was wiggling her ass against him on purpose. Jesus Fuck Almighty, how was he supposed to teach her anything when she was distracting him like that? The only thing he wanted to teach her now was how to orgasm on command.
“Good. Now, you’re going to bring your hand back like this,”—he pulled her hand back a ways, but not too far—“and then you’re going to move it forward like you’re pitching a ball, all right?”
“Okay.”
“But don’t toss it. Let it go a little closer to the floor or else you’ll bust a hole in it.”
She giggled and nodded, doing as he instructed. Their hands moved together perfectly and she released the ball. They watched as it rolled down the lane, veering off to the right a little.
“Oh please, oh please, oh please.” She chanted, never budging from her spot.
He did enjoy the feel of her soft curves against him, but if she squirmed again, he’d probably end up doing something he’d get slapped for.
When her ball took down three pins, she squealed in excitement and turned in his arms, hugging him.
“I got some! I got some!” She cupped either side of his face and smiled broadly.
And before he could really stop himself, he kissed her.
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Laney
She was so caught up in the exhilaration of knocking the pins over that she didn’t realize what was happening until she felt Benji’s amazingly soft lips against her own. The cool metal of his lip ring caused chills to run down her spine and her legs turned to complete mush.
Nothing else existed in the
The night was turning out to be a blast for all of them. He already knew that Lydia was an excellent bowler, but what Laney hadn’t known was they had played together loads of times in the past. There was a slight chance she would have said no if she thought he wouldn’t enjoy the idea of bowling with her.
Truth be told, counting cracks in a wall would have been splendid as long as he could count those cracks with her.
As the game progressed and his high began to fade, he gathered his courage and approached Laney once her turn came round again.
“Need some help there, Gutter Queen?” He asked, resting his hands against her hips.
She jumped a little which caused him to pull his hands away, and whirled around to look at him with a goofy smile on her lips.
“I have no idea what I’m doing.” She admitted. “I suck at this.”
“You don’t suck. You just need a little guidance.”
“Trust me. Jeb and Lydia have tried to teach me and it never works out. I think I’m just not destined to play.”
“Everyone’s destined to play,”—he winked—“especially beautiful girls such as yourself.”
Oh, shit. Why did I say that?
She giggled in response and he sighed inwardly. The way her eyes sparkled told him she wasn’t making fun of him; she was genuinely flattered.
“So can I show you a few pointers?”
“I think that would be okay.” Laney nodded. She turned back around and gripped her ball, waiting for his instruction.
Stepping up behind her again, he slid his arms around her body and placed his hands over hers. Resting his chin against her shoulder, he spoke loud enough for her to hear.
“You want to make sure you always keep your eyes on the pins, okay?”
“Uh huh. I’m doing that.” She replied, backing up a little.
Holy shit. Was she pressing into him on purpose?
Begging his body to behave and for his thoughts to remain clean, he swallowed hard and traced his fingers over hers. “Fingers in the holes comfortably?”
“Perfect fit.” She replied breathlessly.
Okay, so he was fairly confident she was wiggling her ass against him on purpose. Jesus Fuck Almighty, how was he supposed to teach her anything when she was distracting him like that? The only thing he wanted to teach her now was how to orgasm on command.
“Good. Now, you’re going to bring your hand back like this,”—he pulled her hand back a ways, but not too far—“and then you’re going to move it forward like you’re pitching a ball, all right?”
“Okay.”
“But don’t toss it. Let it go a little closer to the floor or else you’ll bust a hole in it.”
She giggled and nodded, doing as he instructed. Their hands moved together perfectly and she released the ball. They watched as it rolled down the lane, veering off to the right a little.
“Oh please, oh please, oh please.” She chanted, never budging from her spot.
He did enjoy the feel of her soft curves against him, but if she squirmed again, he’d probably end up doing something he’d get slapped for.
When her ball took down three pins, she squealed in excitement and turned in his arms, hugging him.
“I got some! I got some!” She cupped either side of his face and smiled broadly.
And before he could really stop himself, he kissed her.
----------
Laney
She was so caught up in the exhilaration of knocking the pins over that she didn’t realize what was happening until she felt Benji’s amazingly soft lips against her own. The cool metal of his lip ring caused chills to run down her spine and her legs turned to complete mush.
Nothing else existed in the
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