Learning To Swim For Real

Chapter 16: When Worlds Collide

Jack never realized before that he enjoyed dancing. He didn't know lots of things about himself, apparently. That he was funny, for example. He'd kept up a steady stream of entertaining chatter to Amber, and at some point she'd called over her cute redheaded friend Jessica, and he'd kept her in stitches, too.

Whatever he was drinking had caused a pretty significant heat bloom in his stomach, and had made his vision start to double after the third, so he'd switched to beer, which tasted so bitter he could hardly bear to swallow it, but at least it didn't burn going to down his throat.

So he'd laughed and talked to the two of them for a while, enjoying how they filled their tight clothes, how they kept accidentally on purpose rubbing up against him, how they kept finding excuses to feel his biceps and rub his rock hard stomach.

He saw Kelsey out of the corner of his eye, the flash of her blue dress, and studiously avoided eye contact, though he could tell she was watching him. He let Amber and Jessica haul him off to the dance floor area of the party, and danced with both of them, and let them both hang all over him during the slow numbers, closing his eyes as their hands roamed all over him.

He felt detached from his body, like his mind was floating above the rest of him, observing. He felt like he could do anything, like nothing mattered.

So this was how it felt to be drunk.

After that, events got increasingly fuzzy, and Jack didn't know how much time had passed. He kept feeling like he was dozing off and waking up in different places, with no clear memory of how he got there, though he must have been ambulatory and walked there with the two girls.

"What do you girls do?" he thought to ask at one point. They were sitting on a big chair outside somewhere, and he had a girl on each leg. They weighed hardly anything, and he was comfortably aware of their warm thighs across his legs, their warm breasts leaning into his chest.

Of course they were actresses. He tried to ask them something else, but Amber grabbed another drink from a passing waiter and held it up to his lips. He drank it to keep from spilling it, and she kissed him as he swallowed, pressing her soft lips to his, pressing more of whatever she was drinking into his mouth. As fast as she backed off, Jessica moved in to do the same thing, and he swallowed whatever she passed to him.

"Okay, girls, this has been so fun, but I think I'd better be heading home, okay?" he finally managed to say, moving both girls off his lap.

"Aww," Jessica pouted, putting her hands on her hips, breasts bouncing as she shook her head. "We're having so much fun, though."

"Where's home?" Amber asked as he rose, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "We could party there for a little while if you wanted. Like a private party for three?"

"Do you guys even know who I am?" Jack asked, dodging the question. "I'm not an actor or producer or anything, you know that, right?"

The two girls looked at each other and laughed like he'd said something hilarious.

"You're Jack," one of them said. "You're built, you're young, and you're straight, what else do we need to know?"

"We have to run to the ladies' room, so don't go anywhere, okay?" the other one said, and they dashed off, giggling.

Jack took the opportunity to call for an Uber and walk to the front of the house. There seemed to be even more people at the party, and he didn't see Kelsey anywhere. He was relieved, because he had no desire to see her. He was actually a little fuzzy on what had happened earlier; all he remembered was that he was mad at her.

He waited for the Uber at the front of the house, and it arrived in about ten minutes. He got in, gave the address for home, finally thinking he could relax, when the door swung open again, just before the car pulled away from the curb, and Amber and Jessica piled in, laughing uproariously.