The Side Project

Chapter 33 - Kyle

Chapter 33 - Kyle

The High Court

The High Court

Author's Note: After a long day (Keep in mind this Friday actually started in Chapter 27) this is first of three payoff chapters. That said, while you'll probably find the characters a lot more fun if you read what lead up to this, you probably don't really need to in order to enjoy this chapter.

The food had been outstanding and all eight of us were full and happy. I think there might have been an assumption we would go out after dinner, but small comments made the group's desire to just go back to the rental house clear. I ordered another XL rideshare once Reed and I had split the bill and we all piled in for the ride home.

"I have a drinking game we made up in law school that might be kind of fun for tonight, we have the right number of people," Reed suggested. We had all gotten drinks and were sitting or standing around the living room, not quite sure what was next on the agenda.

"Thinking Mock Trial?" I asked, remembering having played it a couple times when I hung out with Reed's law school friends.

"Yeah, eight's the perfect number for it," Reed answered. The group was intrigued so Reed started filling them in on the rules.

One person served as "judge" - they picked an argument and one person as "prosecution" to argue in favor of the topic and one person as "defense" to oppose. Each side got two minutes to make their argument and the remaining five people were the jury. The loser had to take a shot and so did the judge if their original thesis was rejected.

Everyone thought it sounded like fun and we took a few minutes to re-organize the furniture. Two arm chairs for the two "lawyers" faced the sectional where the jury would sit and we put a kitchen bar stool between the chairs where the judge would preside. Brandi found a meat tenderizer that would serve as our gavel and we put a high table next to the "stand" to hold drinks.

"Ok, I'll be judge first since most of you haven't played," Reed said and sat on the stool. "The first topic before the court today is the assertion that white wine is better than red. The honorable Rose will serve as my prosecutor. The somewhat less honorable Ky will serve as defense."

Rose and I took our seats. I was confused for a minute why Reed had selected Rose since she had been Team red at dinner. Then I realized that by picking Rose and me from Team red to participate Reed had stacked the jury with three members of Team white. Sneaky bastard.

Rose made a competent argument in favor of white wine, talking about the range of flavors, how well it complemented food, etc. I countered with how red had more variety and fit a wider range of moods and food better. I was mainly focused on trying to flip Lexi's vote knowing she enjoyed reds at least as much, if not more, than whites for the most part.

Despite my best efforts the jury voted along party lines. I think Lexi was staying Team white to troll me as much as anything. Grumbling slightly I poured myself a shot of bourbon and downed it.

Reed appointed Allie as the next judge and she took her seat.

"The assertion I bring before the court is that bourbon is better than scotch," Allie said, with a devilish grin. Everyone laughed, remembering her little prank on Garrison earlier. "I call the honorable Miss Brandi as prosecution and completely lacking in honor Mr. Reed as defense."

"Oh yeah, real fair, arguing against bourbon with a Kentucky girl while two more are on the jury," Reed said sarcastically.

Reed did his best to counter Brandi's assertions about bourbon, noting it had a more narrow flavor profile and the historic impact of scotch, which had been around centuries longer. Still, he was up against it, Rose and Jackie were always going to vote bourbon and we ended up just making it unanimous.

Reed good naturedly poured a shot of tequila, and admitted he actually preferred bourbon anyway.

"I feel like there should be some sort ofextrapunishment for you not even swaying one jury member," Lexi said.

"Hardly an impartial jury of my peers," Reed pointed out.

"Still, I think Lexi's right, there should be a bigger penalty," Allie said.

"Well, there was one night in law school we were pretty soused and we did make a rule that you had to lose an article of clothing or do a second shot if you had a unanimous verdict," Reed said.

"I propose that rule be imposedretroactively!" Allie cried and banged her gavel on the table. Everyone hooted their agreement. Reed rolled his eyes and took off his shoes and socks.

"Oh my," Rose said, fanning herself theatrically while staring at Reed's feet and drawing some laughs.

I glanced at Lauren, curious how she would interpret things now that the dynamic was becoming a bit more playful. She seemed unbothered and perfectly comfortable with the banter so far.

We moved through several more "trials" and debated silly topics including whether a hot dog is a sandwich or not, if pineapple belonged on a pizza, and whether it was better to shower in the morning or at night.

Between the drinks and the penalty shots, everybody was buzzed but nobody was drunk or sloppy, the energy was fun.

Rose was up to judge next. "My case is that weekends are better than weekdays. Lauren, you want to prosecute this one? Jackie will be defense," Rose said.

"Oh booo, that's asetup, nobody would even question that," Jackie complained but dutifully took the defense chair.

"I'm sure a counselor of your skill can cobble together an argument," Rose teased.

Jackie did actually come up with a creative angle - weekdays when you didn't have to work were really fun - but the fix was in. The verdict was unanimous. Jackie took her shot - tequila - and regarded her outfit. She pulled her arms inside the grey blouse she was wearing and after some shuffling she pulled a black bra out from under her top.

"Ahhhh. That feels so much better, not a punishment at all really," Jackie said and tossed the bra aside.

"Oh, I know my topic!" Lauren exclaimed, she was up to judge next.

"Great, can I be punished?" Lexi asked, drawing some laughs.

"My case is that taking off your bra at the end of a long day is the best feeling in the world," Lauren said. "Uh Allie, do you want to prosecute this? Kyle, you can be the defense."

"Heyyy, I thought we were friends," I protested lightly at being thrown into what was seemingly a setup.

Allie competently argued why removing a bra was such a wonderful feeling. She waxed poetic about the sweet relief it represented after a long day, which gave me an idea.

"So obviously, I cannot argue from personal experience here," I started out. "However, to claim it is the best feeling in the world seems like an exaggeration. It's a relief sure, but so is going to the bathroom when you really need to. Or finally getting to sit down after being on your feet all day. Perhaps it's the best feeling ofreliefin the world, but can that hold a candle to some of the finest pleasures the world has to offer? A sip of fine wine, a bit of gourmet food, the kiss of a beautiful woman."

Reed actually clapped. "Maybe you would have been a half decent lawyer after all," he said. The jury agreed with him unanimously.

"Well, well," I said, grinning at Allie and Lauren. "It would seem the tables have turned."

"Oh gosh, what an awful punishment," Lauren said sarcastically. Her arms had already disappeared inside her dress and came out holding a strapless pink bra with some lace trim. Allie's strapless white bra was soon added to the pile then the pair went to get their shots.

Lexi was the next judge and I could tell from the look on her face she was going to do something mischievous.

"The matter I wish to bring before the court today is whether or not Ky and Reed are eskimo brothers," she said. It drew laughs from many of the other women and an eye roll from me. "Jackie prosecutor, Reed defendant."

"Another blatant setup. I literally called you my eskimo sister like four hours ago," Reed whined. "I should be able to recuse myself."

"Uh, so this seems kind of simple," Jackie said. "Sorry for TMI Lauren but I slept with Reed on Wednesday night and sort of Ky last night."

"Wait, so you all?" Lauren made a gesture to indicate all of us. Her face was unreadable. I couldn't tell if she was intrigued or not by the prospect of having walked into the prequel of an orgy.

"No, no, it's not likethat," Lexi said quickly. "Ky and I are, sort of...exploring some things. Reed's simply a dog."

"Ah, I see, just your garden variety threeway and hooking up then," Lauren said with amusement. I was pleased she didn't seem offended by us.

"Actually, speaking of, I call an expert witness to the stand!" Reed demanded. "Rose."

Lauren's eyes widened a bit at the realization.

"Uh is that allowed?" Rose asked, unsure of the rules.

"It's a made up game we can do what we want," Reed said.

"I'll allow this then," Lexi judged and whacked the table with her gavel - the meat tenderizer.

"Rose during your encounter last night did you observe this woman, Jackie, having sexual contact with the subject, Kyle?" Reed asked.

"No but that's because..." Rose started to respond.

"No further questions, your honor," Reed said, cutting her off.

"Why were you unable to observe any interaction, Rose?" Jackie asked.

"Um, I was not in line of sight, but could hear things and, uh, feel things," Rose said.

"Objection! Speculation!" Reed shouted.

"That's not speculation, it's called having senses," Lexi admonished. "Anyways, in my role as witness I would like to inform the jury that a nipple was in fact sucked. And I think some balls were sucked as well."

"And a massive orgasm was had. I might have squirted," Jackie admitted, not an ounce of shame showing.

"That's actually not nearly the achievement you might think," Brandi commented to Lauren, who was laughing at our group's antics. I was pleased to note the weather girl seemed completely comfortable with all this.

"Your honor, we need to more deeply examine this premise. What is the definition of an eskimo brother?" Reed asked. He had risen and begun pacing. "This, antiquated, racist term impliesejaculation, does it not? So now, I ask you, ladies and jester of the jury, does a little nipple play, some alleged testicle tonguing, really suit the definitions of the statute?"

"This is on par with Mormons claiming soaking isn't sex because they don't move. Ridiculous," Lexi said.

"I dunno, it is an interesting point. I vote for Reed," Brandi said.

"Oh my gosh, for real?" Rose asked. "Jackie, obviously."

"Reed makes good points, he gets my vote," I said.

"Y'all are delusional, but you do seem like fun, I vote Jackie," Lauren said. Allie agreed with her new friend and handed the victory to Jackie. Reed was pleased with himself for it not being unanimous though and took his shot proudly.

Lauren's words hit home for me. For all the drinking, sex, and chaos, our group somehow felt easy in a way I doubted the rigid, status-obsessed Alphas ever could. We might have been degenerates, but I was pretty sure we were having a hell of a lot more fun than the guys in uniforms.

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"Lauren, are you ok if we party a little bit?" Allie asked cautiously.

"Aren't we already sort of partying?" Lauren asked.

"Um, you know, with some other stuff," Allie said.

"Oh, like what?" Lauren asked innocently.

"You know, hit the slopes," Allie replied.

"Skiing? What are you talking about?" Lauren asked, but couldn't keep a straight face and started to laugh.

"Hmph, jerk. I don't have to share with you," Allie said, laughing.

"Girl! I have to wake up at 3 AM and be on air and perky at 5 AM every weekday. It's basically coke or Adderall. I have my own stash, don't you worry!" Lauren said.

"Well then let's make lines!" Allie exclaimed and went to her bag to pull out her stash.

"Bumps are still better!" Jackie yelled.

"Next mock trial topic!" Brandi suggested.

The coke aficionados made their way to the kitchen and I heard the telltale noises of chopping on the marble counter.

"Hey guys, would you be offended if I indulge a little bit tonight?" Rose asked quietly.

"No, of course not, why would we care?" Lexi asked.

"Well, um, I was still sort of hoping we'd play later, but I can sometimes get a little wild on coke. That's why I don't use it too much. But you guys make me feel good and like it would be safe to act a little wild with, so I thought it might be ok," Rose explained.

"Of course it is, have fun," I told Rose. With a smile she got up from the couch and made her way to the kitchen.

"We're like the loser kids," Lexi commented once we were alone.

"We can try it if you want," I offered.

"No, I like our position that drinking is already enough indulgence. I'm a little tipsy anyway," Lexi said.

"Oh yeah?" I asked, suspecting where this was leading.

"Enough to do this at least." Next thing I knew Lexi was sitting on my lap and we were making out in the middle of the living room. My attraction to Lexi burned bright and I ran my hands over her clothed body as we kissed. Lexi ground her crotch against mine and I started to get hard quickly.

"Ready to take things upstairs?" I whispered into Lexi's ear. "Or are we going full-on exhibitionist tonight?"

"Would you actually do that?" Lexi asked, leaning back slightly so we could make eye contact.

"I guess I could if you really wanted to, but I'm not sure I would love it," I admitted.

"Fair answer. Hot idea, likely weirdness is too much for me to really want to," Lexi said.

"So then, again, bed?" I asked.

"Maybe not quite yet, I may sort of want to get one of those sluts to play with us again. At least take Rose up on her offer," Lexi admitted, grinning naughtily.

"Have I told you lately you're sexy when you're horny?" I asked. Lexi just chuckled and kissed me some more.

We were startled out of our kiss by the sound of a Champagne cork popping in the kitchen, then agreed we should probably check things out - see which sluts might be available. My mind raced at the possibilities for a moment. Rose certainly, she'd already stated interest. Jackie probably, but perhaps she would want to return to her cokewhore roots. Lauren? We didn't know. Would Lexi's budding friendship with Allie lead to more? Was Reed going to follow through on giving Allie attention again?

I made Lexi get off me for a minute so I could get my erection under control before going in, which amused her. I think she could read my mind, imagining who we might recruit.

In the kitchen Reed was pouring glasses of Champagne while Allie, Lauren and Brandi formed another set of lines. Rose and Jackie had their own little pile of coke and were giving each other bumps between sips of the Roussanne bottle they were sharing. Apparently glasses weren't needed. And our wine stash continued to diminish.

"Hey guys! Come here, try this!" Rose said excitedly once she spotted us. She handed the bottle to Lexi, who took a swig and handed it to me. I took a pull. It was good wine, probably too nice to be drinking from the bottle, but nobody really cared. Well, Reed might have, but his infatuation with Allie was clearly back in full force. Rose pulled Lexi into a kiss, which gave me a moment of pause. There was awareness across the group we had messed around, obviously, but PDA was new for us.

The only one to react was Reed, who just raised an eyebrow and his glass in salute. Before I could acknowledge his gesture Rose was on me. We made out briefly, then made eye contact. Her pupils were dilated from the coke. She was high, but also happy based on her big, toothy grin.

"I warned you I can get a little wild on coke," she said happily, then accepted another bump from Jackie.

We hung out for a bit, until we had finished the bottle. Brandi and Allie seemed to have resumed their previous friendship and were happily drinking Champagne, laughing and doing lines. Lauren was a little more reserved but seemed to be fitting into the dynamic. Reed was practically doting on Allie. He had definitely given in to his desires. Allie seemed pleased with the attention.

"So I was wondering," Jackie said, looping an arm around mine. "Since the high court has now ruled that you're Reed's eskimo brother anyway, perhaps we should just go all the way and do thereal thing. I was, uh, a little impressed by what I saw yesterday. I have my clean test on my phone and am on the pill like a good Sigma Slut."

I ran my eyes over Jackie's curvy body. I typically went for girls with more athletic frames like Lexi and Rose, but I couldn't deny my attraction. "I suppose I could get behind that," I said, and cupped her ass with one hand. Jackie giggled.

"Shall we collect our partners?" I asked. Jackie nodded and snared Rose, putting an arm around her waist sloppily. Lexi was much more sedate in taking my arm. She grinned, this was going according to plan for us.

Brandi and Allie cheered lustily as the four of us left to go upstairs.

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Our previous encounters had moved slowly and carefully as we established what we were each comfortable with. There was none of that going on as soon as the bedroom door was closed. We didn't need it. The trust was already there, and after the last twenty-four hours, so was the chemistry.

Rose immediately went to work unbuttoning Lexi's shirt. Jackie dropped to her knees before me and began undoing my jeans. She whipped off her blouse, revealing her fantastic tits. My dick was already hard and she eagerly took it into her mouth. She was good. Very good. I ran my hands through her thick dark hair - she had it down instead of in a ponytail tonight - and she bobbed up and down on my cock. Her skilled hands knew just how to work my shaft and balls in perfect concert with her mouth.

Rose and Lexi had stripped off their outer layers - down to matching sets of bras and panties - and practically tackled each other onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and long hair. I noticed both women had selected sexy matching lingerie, likely having expected they would get the chance to show it off. Lexi's was white, in deference to her having worn a white top, I presumed. Rose had gone with a hot pink set Lexi had convinced her to buy that afternoon. The color contrasted with her darker skin tone and really drew the eye to the lacy garments and the intimate areas they covered.

"Lexi, you really do have the best taste in lingerie," I commented.

Curious what I was talking about, Jackie pulled off my dick and turned to see the erotic scene unfolding. "Damn Rose, you look fucking amazing," she said.

Rose moved into the classic 'centerfold' pose and smiled at us.

"How come you didn't teach us that pose at yoga?" I teased. "I think I would have really enjoyed your demonstration of technique." Rose giggled, I loved that the shyness seemed gone right now.

"She isscintillating!" Lexi exclaimed.

"Oh for fuck's sake Lexicon, come kiss me you cute little nerd," Rose said and grabbed her petite partner. The pair resumed making out.

Jackie seemed to remember what she was doing and proceeded to take all of me in. The next thing I knew I was in her throat and her nose was tickling my pubes. It was almost like she was saying 'sorry for getting distracted, here's a deepthroat'. The Sigma Sluts really were a wondrous phenomenon.

On the bed the girls were playfully removing each other's bras. I noted the skill with which Lexi caught the clasp of Rose's bra with one hand and undid it as they made out. Not her first rodeo, obviously.

Jackie continued to give me A+ head. She was just as skilled at this as Rose had been. I unbuttoned my shirt and shrugged it off, leaving me fully nude once I kicked off the pants around my ankles. Reluctantly I pulled Jackie to her feet and began to undo her pants.