Chapter 39: Karma POV

**“The only way to truly know someone is by being with them, by conversation.” ― Eric Overby**

“All right sleepover”, Jake said like a teenage boy.
“No fucking sleepover, Jake, go to hell home”, Lance said, annoyed.
“What is Thursday night? It's early. Let's have some fun, Karma you down”, Jake said, grabbing a bottle.
“Sure, I'm down, what do you have in mind?", I said.
“Have you ever played? Never have I ever?”, Jake asked.
"Really Jake, are we in grammar school now?”, Lance asked, getting more annoyed.
"I never played, tell me more about it”, I said, looking at Lance.
“Well, basically, it's a game for us to get to know each other better. For example, I would say never have I ever been skinny dipping. "If anyone's room has been skinny dipping, they must take a shot”, Jake said, handing me and Lance a glass, a shot glass.
"OK, sounds simple enough, let's start", I said excitingly.
"We just did. That was the first question. Jake said, smiling at me. And I took a shot of tequila.
"Alright, your turn, Lance asks the question”, Jake says, smiling at Lance.
"I'm not playing this stupid game, so no", Lance said, glancing at Jake, looking annoyed and rolling his eyes.
"Please Lance, can you please play with us? I want to get to know you better too", I said in the sweetest voice I could muster.
"Fine. Never have I ever made out in a movie theater. Lance said. And me, Jake, and Lance, all took a shot.
“Karma your turn”, Jake said happily.
“OK, never have I ever had a one-night stand”, I said, and I watched Lance and Jake take another shot.
“OK, my turn”, Jake said.
“Not anything inappropriate questions Jake”, Lance said.
“So, the one-night stand question was appropriate?”, Jake asked.
“For her, yes, but I know you”, Lance said with a stern voice.
“Whatever, never have I ever drunk-dialed my ex”, Jake said, and he and I took a shot.
“I got a good one. Never have I ever kissed more than one person in 24 hours”, I said to Lance, and I watched as Jake took yet another shot. I think he is losing those games.
“Your turn Lance”, Jake said, slurring a little.
“Okay fine, never have I ever had a one-night stand”, Lance said, and we all took a shot. Lance and Jake looked shocked at me.
“I got a good one. Never have I ever climbed out of a window”, Jake said, and I was the only one that took a shot.
“Really Karma? Spill, I know that might be a good story”, Jake said, laughing.

I told them how in high school I went to a party that Mike did not want me to go to. In all honestly, it was a party a friend of mine's brother was throwing. We got wasted and ended up in his room just to sleep. The next time I knew, I heard Mike pounding on the guy's door. Not wanting to get in trouble with him, I climbed out of a two-story window. And pretended the next day that I was not at the party.

“Wow, if I was the dude you were with, I would have opened the door and kicked Mike’s ass”, Jake said, slurring more.
“My turn, never have I ever given/received a lap dance”, Lance said, smiling at me. I think he is starting to enjoy this game. Jake and I took a shot.
“Okay, Jake spill”, I said, starting to slur a little myself.

Jake tells us that in college there was an English professor who liked to have one-night stands with students. Part of his initiation into the frat was to strip for her. He said he did a lot more and never had to attend English class again and still passed the class.

“Okay, never have I ever fallen asleep during sex”, I said, smiling, and took a shot. And yes, I was the only one.
“If it was me, you would not have been able to fall asleep”, Jake said in a whisper, but not really a whisper.
“Jake!”, Lance warned.
“Your turn Lance”, I said, hoping it was one I could take a shot for.
“Never have I ever gone to a strip club”, yeah, we all took a shot.
“I think I am losing this game. Your turn Karma”, Lance said, slurring his words.
“Never have I ever had sex on a beach”, I said and took a shot. I noticed Lance or Jake took a shot.
“Oh, Karma does tell”, Lance said with a smile.

I shamefully told them about the time I had sex on a beach. It was spring break in high school and a group of my friends convinced our parents to allow us to go to Cuba. I met a cute Cuban guy and he was my sex partner the whole week we were there.

“There was a lot of sand in my vagina”, I said, laughing. I am drunk as hell right now.
“Okay, last one for the win”, Jake said, looking at me and grinning.
“Do you worse”, I said, looking at him.
Never have I ever thought my boss was sexy and would let him smash”, he said, grinning at me.
“Those are two questions, Jake. As well as inappropriate”, Lance said, waiting for me to answer. I took two shots.

Do not get me wrong, Lance is sexy as fuck. And under different circumstances, I would ride his face until I cum but I can't. I guess I will ride L face. Fuck I forgot I have this anal trainer still in me. I excused myself to take it out. It's weird, but I did not poop all day.
“So, which one of your bosses would you let smash?”, Jake asked as I walked away.
“Really Jake, she has one boss. And that is clearly me”, Lance said, smirking. Damn, I am getting wet just looking at him.

Never have I ever with your boss is a bad idea. Now I am horny and embarrassed. And now my boss is looking at me with bedroom eyes. Damn, I want to fuck him so badly. I need L right now. After all of that drinking and seeing three of Lance and three of Jake, I needed to take it down.

“Now that I am seeing six of you. I am going to take that as my clue to take it down. Good night, I said, as I did a horrible job standing up. Thank goodness Jake caught me.
“Who says you get the bedroom?”, Jake asked with a smirk.
“You two can sleep on the pull-out couch”, I said, slurring at him.
“Okay, Karma, get the bedroom and I will sleep in the bedroom with her”, Lance said.
“So, you get to choose who sleeps where?”, Jake asked.
“Yes, my office, my assistant, and besides, I have more self-control than you do”, Lance said and helped me to the bedroom.
"Talk about inappropriate", Jake said with a snort.

Lance took me to the bedroom. Once on the bed, I started to strip, not giving two fucks about him being in the room. I took off everything, even my bra. I did leave my panties on. I do not want to give him any ideas. Usually, I sleep naked but I will keep those panties on. At this point, I'm too drunk to care what he thinks about my body. And if I still have a job in the morning. He turned around and saw me topless. I looked at him. He was wearing his boxers and a t-shirt with a hard dick.

“Ummm, I will sleep under the covers and you can sleep on top?”, I said more as a question.