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Chapter 1 The inside of the Bronze was decorated with hundreds of shamrocks, on every possible surface. The crowd was packed in tight and everyone appeared to be having a great time. Loud conversations, green beer, and leprechaun hats were everywhere. Buffy was happy that she had managed to get the whole gang to go out together and all seemed to be getting along. Everyone was in good spirits and they had managed to get a table off to the side, with enough room for everyone. She smiled as she looked over at Spike, who was looking at her lustfully. He had been surprised that she had invited him out, but a little disappointed she had invited everyone as well.
They all sat around the table; Buffy, Spike, Willow, Xander, Oz, Anya, and Willow’s new friend Tara. Several pitchers of green beer were on the table, and everyone’s glasses were being refilled, as soon as the level dropped. The conversation turned to innuendo quickly as the alcohol flowed.
Spike had refused to drink the cheap green beer, and had ordered a bottle Jack delivered to the table. Soon, everyone was drinking shots along with him. Buffy was wearing a sweater, low cut enough to show a peek of an emerald green bra that just matched her eyes. Spike had noticed much earlier in the evening and couldn’t keep his eyes off of that lace. He imagined that she was probably wearing a matching thong under those low cut jeans as well. His jeans tightened at the thought.
Buffy looked around the table and smiled. Everyone was having a great time, and getting thoroughly wasted. Talk turned from work and daily crap to sex and innuendo, as the evening wore on.
Willow was surprised to see Oz show up. She wasn’t aware he was even back in town, and was uncomfortable at the thoughts running through her head. She had invited her new friend, Tara, the shy but beautiful blond at her side as what she thought might actually be a date. But now, with Oz there, looking at her the way he was, she was confused. She knew how hot she got being with a man, or at least Oz. Now looking at Tara, she felt similar tingles down below. Could she cross that line and be with Tara? Looking back at Oz, she had no idea.
Xander was trying his hardest not to look at the green lace on Buffy’s sun kissed chest. He could imagine running his fingertips along the swell of her breast, just under the lace, inching toward what he knew would be a hardened nipple. He could feel Anya glare on the back of his head. Anya was a beautiful woman, but Buffy was a goddess. Tearing his eyes away from Buffy’s chest, he turned his head to see Anya’s hurt look. He reached out to her thigh, but she pulled away before he could reach her. He would pay for his daydreaming later.
Oz normally didn’t drink. Tonight however was a different story. He was very uncomfortable with the way he had broken things off with Willow, and was wondering what exactly her relationship with the quiet beauty sitting next to her. They definitely had an attraction to each other. As he emptied his mug, his thoughts turned to the fun he could have with them both. He touched himself under the table, and stifled a soft moan.
Anya looked around the table at the group of friends. She was irritated with Xander’s drooling over Buffy. Looking at Buffy, she noticed the green lace herself. Her mind went directly to what it would be like to touch that breast covered in lace. To squeeze it, taste it. Shaking her head, she looked over at Spike, who was absorbed in Buffy’s every movement. She could see the lust in his eyes, and found she was not jealous, but turned on. Spike was built like a god, which was no secret. She could only imagine tracing the muscular ripples of his body with her tongue. At that, she shifted in her chair, aware of the moisture pooling in her panties.
Tara was not accustomed to going out, let alone with a group. She was not sure what to expect when Willow had invited her. Meeting Willow had opened her eyes and mind to the possibilities of being with a woman. She had never been with a man or a woman. Willow was gorgeous. Her red hair shined in even the lowest light. Her alabaster skin was the most flawless she had ever seen. She blushed when she realized she was staring at Willow’s rosy red mouth, wanting to taste her. As she looked away from those luscious lips, she caught Oz’s eyes. He was staring at her. She had never noticed any men looking at her. Oz smiled slyly at her. Was he licking his lips? Her mind was swirling with lusty thoughts. She picked up her mug and drained it. She was in desperate need of a distraction. Waving for the waitress, she ordered more drinks for the table.
The waitress brought two more pitchers of green beer to the table and glasses were topped off. Spike poured another round of shots for everyone, emptying the bottle. Raising his glass, he smiled a sly, sexy grin.
“May you have the hindsight to know where you've been The foresight to know where you are going, And the insight to know when you have gone too far.”
Everyone downed their shot and smiled at each other. Everyone was feeling very loose, and it was fast approaching 1am. “That was insightful, Deadboy”, said Xander. He glanced at Anya who was looking around the table with hooded eyes. He knew that she would be expecting orgasms soon based on that look, but why was she looking at Buffy like that? “God that’s hot!” he thought. Looking around he noticed that Buffy was no longer flirting with Spike, but was looking at Willow and Tara with a hungry look as well. Tara and Willow were busy flirting with Oz. “What the hell is going on?” he asked himself. Xander, finding himself completely turned on, he adjusted himself and finished his beer.
Spike had already picked up on the vibe at the table. He quietly watched the lust level amongst the friends rise, along with his cock. He had had visions of teaching all the young ‘uns a thing or two at one time or another. Maybe this was going to be his lucky night.
Buffy licked her lips as she finished her beer. She was feeling as loose as a goose. She knew it was getting late and wanted to get out of there soon. She was really hoping to get laid; problem was who was she going to choose?
“How about we get out of here and go back to my house?”
The lustful looks were equal among each person at the table.
“Maybe we could play a drinking game? Plus, there’s plenty of room for everyone if you want to sleep over.”
Oz flagged the waitress for the check. They all settled up and started the walk to Buffy’s house. Each considering their own agenda, and plotting how they would pull it off. Wicked grins were plastered on each of their faces, knowing that the festivities had only just begun.
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