He shuffled the cards again after that. A couple more rounds passed and Max kept making everyone take drinks in between, saying "It's a party, there's no party without drinks."
I didn't drink much, just small sips, but almost everyone else looked pretty drunk now. Even Mom, who could usually hold her liquor really well, was starting to show it. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes looked a little glassy. She had already been drinking earlier with Chloe's mom before the game, so it was hitting her harder.
Then Mom drew the King card. She held it up with a smile, her face all flushed from the wine. The red qipao was clinging to her heavy F-cups even tighter now, the diamond cutout showing deep cleavage that moved every time she breathed. Max leaned over and whispered something in her ear. I couldn't hear what he said, but Mom nodded slowly.
She looked around at all of us, her voice warm but a little slurred. "Alright everyone… I command you all to sit on the person next to you."
I was surprised and confused. Was this really Mom's idea or did Max tell her to say it? Everyone looked puzzled for a moment. I was sure Bella would say something. There was no way she would sit on Ethan after everything. But she didn't resist. She just stood up, her short blue dress still riding high on her thighs, and walked over to Ethan. She lowered herself onto his lap without a word, her firm round ass pressing down right on him. I could see the way her ass cheeks spread a little as she settled, the dress riding up again so her white panties were almost showing from the side.
Chloe muttered something under her breath while clenching my shirt tight. Her fingers twisted in the fabric like she was holding on for support.
"What happened?" I asked her quietly, turning my head toward her.
"Nothing… It's just… I feel weird." she said, her voice soft and a little shaky.
"Weird?" I looked at her, puzzled. She was clutching my arm now, her eyes looking glassy and her cheeks flushed pink. She definitely looked drunk even though I hadn't seen her drink that much.
"Are you drunk?" I asked.
"I… I don't know," she answered, blinking slowly.
I swallowed hard. "Maybe we should end this game now."
"No no, it's alright. I can play," she said quickly, but her body leaned into me a bit more.
"Are you sure?" I asked again.
She looked up at me and gave a small reassuring smile, even though it looked a little wobbly. "Yeah, I'm sure."
I reached over and handed her a glass of water from the table. "Here, drink this. It might help you sober up a little."
She took it with both hands and sipped slowly. My eyes went across the table to where Bella and Lara were sitting. They both looked uncomfortable too. Bella was rubbing her thighs together slowly, and Lara kept fidgeting with her fingers, twisting them in her lap.
Lara opened up her leather jacket and shrugged it off her shoulders, putting it aside. The move showed more of her fair skin and the way her strapless white crop top clung to her big perky breasts. Her nipples were poking against the thin fabric a little more than before.
"It's getting hot in here." Lara said quietly, fanning herself with one hand.
I was feeling hot too, but it wasn't the normal kind of heat from the house. It felt deeper, like it was coming from inside my body. A strange warmth was spreading through me, making my skin tingle and my heart beat a little faster.
The next round started and Mom drew the King card again. She held it up with a flushed smile on her face. The wine was clearly hitting her now, even with her usual high tolerance. Her red qipao looked even tighter across her heavy F-cups, the diamond cutout showing deep pale cleavage that moved every time she breathed.
Ethan leaned forward with a grin. "Come on, Elena. Give us something dangerous this time. Make it fun."
Max nodded from his spot. "Yeah, the game needs more spice. Don't go easy on us."
Mom thought for a second, then her eyes landed on Bella and Ethan. "I have an idea for you two to make up."
Bella crossed her arms tight under her chest, pushing her D-cups up higher so the low neckline of her blue mini dress showed even more of her breasts. "I don't need to resolve anything with this asshole. I'd rather sit in the snow outside than talk to him."
Ethan put a hand on his chest like he was hurt. "Ouch, that stings. I'm not that bad, you know."
Mom's voice turned strict, the way it always did when she was serious. "Bella, language. Enough of that."
Bella opened her mouth to argue but Mom kept going. "I have the perfect punishment for you. Bella, I command you to sit on Ethan's lap while we play the game until I say you can get up."
Bella's eyes went wide. "What? Mom, why would I ever sit on this pervert?"
Ethan laughed and shook his head. "I'm not a pervert, and I don't want this bitch on my lap either."
Mom didn't back down. "Enough. I have the King card and this is what I want. No arguing."
Lara tried to comfort Bella, rubbing her arm gently and whispering something close to her ear. Bella stood up fast, stomping her foot once on the floor. She walked over to Ethan, towering over him for a second. Her eyebrows were frowned tight and her eyes squeezed with anger. She clenched her fists at her sides, staring down at him like she wanted to punch him. If I had been in his place I would have been scared, but Ethan just sat there with a grin on his face.
"What are you waiting for?" he said, still smiling.
Bella turned around slowly, her short dress riding up her thighs again. She bent down to sit on his lap, but she looked hesitant the whole way. Ethan was sitting on a small couch, so there wasn't much space.
As she lowered herself onto one of his legs, Ethan suddenly grabbed her thin waist with both hands and pulled her back firmly. He made her sit properly on both his laps. Her back bumped against his chest, making her tits jiggle hard inside the tight strapless dress. The move caused the hem to ride up even more, flashing the bottom curve of her ass.
Bella slapped his hands away instantly. "Keep your hands off, perv!"
Ethan giggled a little, not letting go completely. "You should be grateful to be sitting here. There aren't lots of women who get this opportunity."
She hit her elbow back into his chest to push him away. "I'm not a whore like them, so keep your filthy hands away from me."
Mom smiled happily, looking satisfied. "Now stay like that until you two sort it out. You're fighting like children."
Max laughed from his seat. "Yeah, they really are like little kids when they fight."
I watched them with a weird unease twisting in my stomach. Bella was sitting on Ethan's lap now, her firm round ass pressed down on him, her back against his chest. Even though Mom probably wanted them to stop fighting, making Bella sit on him like this felt wrong.
Her dress was so short that I could see the way her thighs spread a little over his legs, the smooth skin glowing under the lights. Every small shift made her ass move against him, and I could see the way her breasts rose and fell faster with anger.
Ethan's hands stayed near her waist, not touching but close enough that it looked too intimate. Bella kept trying to sit stiff and straight, but the position made her body press back into him anyway. Her short black hair fell messily over one eye as she glared straight ahead, refusing to look at him.
To be continued...
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