Holiday
Games 5a
By Chris Warner
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Holiday Games
�
Chapter Five A: ANZAC Day Evening (25 April
2013)
The party at Sarah's
broke up soon after we went back inside as most of us were expected home.� We all pulled on our clothes, although it was
sexy to see all the girls go without their panties.� These were wrung out and shoved into plastic
bags to be carried home in their pockets.�
Since Liam and I had come by bike we rode most of the way home
together.� We rode in silence for the
most part until Liam finally spoke up.
�
"Look, Paul, I
know you've had this crush on Nina, and I'm not saying that might not work out
one day.� All I want to say is that I
don't want you to miss out on other options because of that, or because you're
always selling yourself short when it comes to girls.� I think any of those girls we spent the day
with would be happy to date you if you asked them.� Hell, I think even Louise would have jumped
at the chance if I hadn't beaten you to it.�
So think about it.� They're all lovely
girls."
�
They were all lovely
girls but I was still confused about what I wanted, and my confusion intensified
when I discovered the other lovely girl in my life sitting in the lounge at
home talking to my sister.� Surprisingly
both Nina and Ruth were wearing their uniforms from work, which was unusual
because they both hated them.� My sister
was wearing the pink dress she wore as a caregiver at a rest home while Nina
was wearing the green blouse and skirt of her supermarket job.
�
"Nice
outfits," I teased.� "What's
the occasion?"
�
"Shut up!"
said Nina.� "I only popped in for a
few minutes, but your horrible mother insisted I stay for dinner."� I knew Nina was speaking with her tongue in
cheek.� She loves my mother and would
happily endure most things for a dinner invitation.
�
"And what's the
deal with you?" I asked Ruth.
�
"Nina says I'm not
allowed to get changed if she can't, so I'm stuck like this.� Now go away little brother or I'll make you
go and put your school uniform on."�
I went through into the kitchen for a drink and I waited a while before
returning to the lounge and joining the girls.�
Fortunately the conversation had moved on and they didn't follow through
on the uniform threat.� I hated Nina
being reminded that I was still at school.
�
Nina wasn't the only
guest for dinner.� Nathan turned up a
short time later on his way home from work.�
Nathan's father is a mechanic with his own small workshop.� He can't afford to turn away business, so he
often gives up his days off when he's busy, and he's happy to employ Nathan
when he's free because it keeps more money in the family.� Nathan arrived wearing his overalls and
carrying a bag of clothes.� "Where
should I get changed?" he asked.
�
"Oh no you
don't!" said Nina.� "It's
uniforms or nothing!"� Nathan raised
his eyebrows, and Nina gasped and then giggled when she realised what she had
said.
�
After dinner the four
of us went upstairs to Ruth's bedroom.�
Nathan had received a few texts during dinner and he was dying for an
opportunity to talk away from my parents.�
"So Paul," he started.�
"Louise tells me you had a pretty eventful day!"� Louise obviously kept few secrets from her
brother.� Although I didn't say much the
girls soon found out through Nathan most of the key events.� Thankfully the final act in the hot tub was
kept under wraps.
�
Both girls seemed
pretty curious about what happened, while Nathan was nothing less than
impressed.� "You've got an amazing
knack of getting women out of their clothes," he said.� This was rubbish, of course.� There was no skill on my part except for
managing to avoid ruining the moment.�
Nathan also picked up on the fact that all the stripping games so far
had been on public holidays.� "I
should stick pretty close to you next time we have a holiday.� Louise's friends are pretty cute, so I'm
sorry I spent the day fixing cars instead of seeing them."
�
Ruth decided to hit
Nathan with a pillow at this point, but in reality she didn't appear at all
upset by what he had said as she kept on the same theme.� "Queen's Birthday weekend is the next
public holiday.� I'll mark it on my
calendar.� I wouldn't want to miss
another one of Paul's games either."
�
"Hey, we're not
too late you know!" exclaimed Nathan.�
"It's still ANZAC Day.� We
could have our own game tonight."
�
"Yeah!"
enthused Ruth until she turned and looked at Nina and me.� All of a sudden she thought better of
it.� "Maybe it's not such a good
idea."� There was an awkward
silence.
�
"What?" asked
Nathan.
�
Again the silence was
awkward.� Finally Ruth decided to give
him an abbreviated version of our predicament.�
"Paul fancies Nina, but she's said she doesn't want a relationship
with him."
�
"Oh," said
Nathan.� "Sorry."
�
"So playing a game
may not be the best idea," said Nina.�
I thought I picked up a faint note of regret in her voice, and I noted
it wasn't a categorical refusal.� Still,
I figured it would be best to echo her sentiments.
�
"It's not
ideal," I said.
�
Again there was a
period of silence as the idea continued to hang in the air.� There was a real tension in the room.� Finally Nina stood up and grabbed me by the
hand.� "Can we talk alone?" she
asked as she practically dragged me down the hall to my bedroom.� When we were inside with the door closed she
said "I know we haven't really talked much about what went on between us
at Easter.� I don't want you to think
that I regretted or didn't enjoy what we did.�
My main concern is that I don't want you to be hurt by anything I
do."
�
"You shouldn't
have to worry about that," I said.�
"It's not your fault that I started to have a crush on you."
�
"Yes, but it is my
fault if I make things harder for you.�
However, I think I should stop taking all the responsibility on
myself.� You need to decide what makes
things difficult and what things you can cope with."
�
"Why are you
saying all this now?"
�
Nina paused to gather
her thoughts.� "To be honest with
you, the idea of playing another game is actually pretty exciting.� I almost encouraged the idea except that I
was worried about your reaction, so that�s why I made it seem like I wasn�t
interested.� But then I decided I should
let you share the decision instead of just making the decision myself.� If you don't want to play, I'll understand
fully."
�
A short time later Nina
and I returned to Ruth's room.�
"We're in!" I announced.
�
Nathan grinned happily
while Ruth looked at us carefully for a few moments before allowing herself to
accept our decision and start making plans.�
�We can�t play here,� she said.�
�There�s no way I�m taking the risk of mum and dad walking in on us.�
�
�We could go to my
dad�s workshop,� said Nathan.� �He�s very
unlikely to turn up, and we can bar the door from the inside so that not even
he can get in.�
�
�Won�t he get
suspicious though?� asked Nina.
�
�The worst that would
happen is that he would guess we were up to something and tease me about it for
the next month.�
�
�Won�t he be angry or
upset?�
�
�Not at all.� I�m sure he thinks Ruth and I are already
doing it.�
�
This was the first hint
I�d had that Ruth and Nathan weren�t already having sex.� I was kind of glad they weren�t rushing into
things, particularly given the extraordinary way they had begun their
relationship.
�
The workshop wasn�t far
from our house in an old industrial area.�
From the front it was nothing more than a huge garage door.� Nathan unlocked a small door within the door
and we went inside.� Nathan turned on the
lights and we saw several cars in various states of repair including a �69 XT
Falcon in excellent condition.� Nathan
saw me looking at it.� �Nice car,
eh?� It�s got the original 302 V8.�� I like the look of an original Aussie muscle
car but I�m not too knowledgeable about engines, but I assumed this was a good
one.
�
There were two doors
down the left hand side of the workshop.�
Nathan led us past the first one, which opened to an office, and through
the second door into a tea room which was infinitely more comfortable looking
than the rest of the building.� For a
start there was carpet on the floor and a heater on the wall that Nathan turned
on.� The first thing the rest of us
noticed were several posters and calendars with pictures containing
large-breasted women with fast cars.
�
�So this is what you
look at all day?� scolded Ruth.
�
Nathan looked
uncomfortable.� �Sorry, I can take them
down if you want.�
�
Ruth grinned.� �Leave them.�
I won�t make you choose between me and them just yet.� How could I hope to compete with those jugs?�
�
We sat down at the
table in the middle of the room.� Ruth
pulled some cards out of her handbag and started to shuffle.� �Do we have to play poker?� asked Nina.� �I�m kind of sick of it.�
�
�We all know euchre,�
said Ruth.� �How about we play that?�
�
�That�s a team game,�
said Nathan.� �Would we play boys against
girls, or how about couple against couple?�
Oops, sorry!�� He had suddenly remembered
that Nina and I weren�t a couple.
�
Again there was an
awkward silence until Ruth came up with a solution.� �Apart from footwear, how many clothes are
people wearing?� I�m wearing three.�
�
�I�ve got four,� said
Nina.
�
�Three,� I said.� I was wearing just my jeans, shirt and
boxers.
�
�I�m only wearing two,�
said Nathan with a faint blush.� He was
obviously only wearing underwear underneath the work overalls he still had
on.� Ruth gave him a knowing grin as she
looked him over with fresh eyes.
�
�Ok, here�s what we�re
going to do,� she announced.� �We haven�t
got all night, so I vote we take off our footwear before we start.� Paul and I will be one team and Nina and
Nathan will be the other team, so that means each team starts with six items of
clothing.� The losing team takes off one
item for each point scored against them, and it�s up to the losers to decide
which team member has to do the stripping.�
�
�Can we have a rule
about taking off outer clothing before taking off underwear?� interrupted
Nathan.� �It isn�t as much fun when
people take off their underwear first.�
�
�Ok,� said Ruth.� She continued with her instructions.� �Once your team is naked you do dares.� Each team does a green dare, then a yellow
dare, then a red dare.� The game ends at
the end of the first red dare.�
�
�Will the rules for the
dares be any different to last time?� Do
we do them as a team or individually?� asked Nina.
�
�I figured that you
would do the dare together.� I guess
there will need to be a few differences.�
Since there�s no way Paul and I will be touching each other any yellow
dare you give us will need to be fairly tame, and we will promise not to make
you two do a yellow dare that we wouldn�t be willing to do ourselves.� We can make up for it with the red dare.� Since red dares can involve touching between
the losing team and the winning team, how about the losing team become the
slaves of the winning team for half an hour?
�
Ruth�s idea was scary
and exciting at the same time.� The word
�slave� had so much more meaning than the word �dare�.� Nobody said anything as we sat there thinking
about it.� Ruth eventually decided to
interpret our silence as acceptance and started dealing out the cards face up
one by one to each of us.� �First jack
deals.� Dealer has to bid if nobody else
has!�
�
As we rearranged our
seats and waited for Nina to sort out the pack and deal the first hand I tried
to think about I might do if we won.� I
assumed that Ruth would be keen to take charge of Nathan and leave me to order
Nina around.� It was an exciting idea in
my fantasies, but the real life implications were bewildering.
�
Euchre is one of those
games I�ve played a lot, and I suspected that Ruth and I would have the edge
because we had often played together.� I
had played with Nina a few times and I knew she could play well, but Nathan was
an unknown quantity.� They were hardly
likely to work together well as a team.
�
I got off to a great
start.� The turn up card was the queen of
clubs, and my hand was so stacked with clubs that I ordered Nina up.� Even with Nina having the queen Ruth and I won
the hand.
�
The rule about the
losing team choosing which of them took something off turned out to be a fun
idea.� Nathan, who was only wearing his
overall over just a pair of underpants, quite rightly in my mind expected Nina
(who was wearing four items) to go first, whereas she reasoned that whoever
took off the first item would be showing some underwear, so it might as well be
him than her.� In the end Nina conceded
the point, but only after making Nathan promise he would go next.� She stripped off her blouse and allowed us to
see her plain white bra.
�
Ruth dealt the next
hand, and Nathan ended up going clubs.�
He and Nina won 4-1 with Ruth just preventing a march with her final
card.� I immediately removed my shirt as
I could see there was no point in arguing that Ruth should take off her
dress.� On Nathan�s deal it was Ruth who
went spades, and we carried off a 4-1 win.�
True to their agreement Nathan stood up to remove his overalls, leaving
him almost naked in a pair of tight black briefs.� Ruth and I found this highly amusing,
particularly as Nina was still wearing three items of clothing.� All of a sudden there was a lot of male skin
on display.
�
The next hand I won
comfortably.� I had dealt and then picked
up the turn up card.� Unfortunately we
couldn�t achieve a march.� Nina teasingly
suggested to Nathan that he take off his briefs, but she didn�t push too hard
before agreeing to remove her skirt instead.�
She was wearing a small pair of black panties.� Then a short time later Ruth went diamonds on
Nina�s deal and we had won 4-1 yet again.�
One of either Nina or Nathan would have to show something serious, and
all Ruth and I had lost so far had been my shirt.
�
Nina argued strongly
although good-naturedly with Nathan that he should go first, and I almost
thought he was going to cave in.�
However, in the end they came to what I thought was the fair and
reasonable decision.� Nina would take off
the first item of underwear, and then Nathan would be first naked if they lost
again.
�
As in our previous game
we had the rule of standing up to strip off, and Nina surprised us by taking
off her panties instead of her bra.�
Although this gave me an instant view of her pubic hair I could see her
reasoning once she sat back down and was largely covered by the table.� I could see her a bit if I leaned sideways,
but she countered this by crossing her legs and poking her tongue out at me.
�
Ruth and I won the next
hand as well.� She dealt and picked up
the diamond turn up card, and we squeaked through with a narrow 3-2
victory.� There was no doubt about what
would happen next.� The girls were about
to see Nathan get naked.� His briefs were
very tight, and as he stood up it was obvious from the shape of them that he
was fully erect.� Removing them didn�t
really show us a whole lot more other than the colour of his skin.� Nina�s bra was all that remained before they
would have to start doing dares.
�
Ruth and I came very
close to taking them down and scoring two points on the next hand, which would
have resulted in Nina getting naked and them both doing a green dare, but sadly
it wasn�t to be.� Nathan had gone for
spades and only just managed to get there on the final round.� Ruth and I had lost a point, and it was now
our turn to have an argument about who should strip.� Ruth hadn�t taken anything off so far whereas
I had lost my shirt, but predictably this counted for little with Ruth.� She argued so strongly that since I normally
wore boxer shorts I would look far more decent if I took off my jeans than she
would look without her dress.
�
In the end it is always
impossible to win an argument with your older sister.� It was inevitable that I would stand up and
remove my jeans.� The argument that I
would look comparatively decent was not borne out in fact as there was nothing
to stop my erection from pushing out the front of my boxers quite
obscenely.� I was grateful to be able to
sit down and largely conceal myself.
�
It was my deal again,
and the hand I dealt myself was pretty poor with the queen of diamonds being my
only picture card.� Then my nightmare
continued as everyone else proceeded to pass, meaning it was compulsory for me
to bid something.� On the strength of my
queen and one other diamond I bid diamonds, fully expecting that we would lose
two points.� Surprisingly the cards fell
our way and we pulled off an amazing 4-1 victory.� The time had come for Nina to remove her bra.
�
This was the third time
I had played a stripping game with Nina, so her breasts were not new to me, but
I still got a thrill from seeing them.�
Even the moment of her reaching behind her to unhook it was sexy, and I
was grateful that the table was there to hide me as I subconsciously started to
touch myself until I realised what I was doing and forced myself to stop.
�
Nina was blushing
faintly as she gathered up the cards for her deal.� This time it was me who made the bid with
hearts and Ruth and I won four of the five tricks.� Nathan and Nina would have to submit to a
green dare.� I looked across the table at
Ruth.� �What do you think we should get
them to do?�
�
�I�m not sure.� How about a truth?� Do you think we�d be allowed to ask a truth
question rather than getting them to do a dare?�
�
Nathan and Nina both
jumped at the idea, no doubt glad for any opportunity to stay sitting in their
chairs.� I wasn�t so happy with the idea,
but Ruth didn�t seem all that interested in my opinion. She went ahead and
asked her question.� �If you guys had
ended up winning tonight, which you won�t by the way, what was each of you
going to get us to do as your slaves?�
�
I had to admit that
Ruth�s question was a good one.� By
finding out what each of them had planned I would have a much better idea about
what I might ask them to do when the game was finally over.
�
Nina and Nathan both
started by saying they hadn�t really thought about it, but Ruth was unwilling
to accept this as the truth.� �Come on,�
she urged.� �We all thought about
it.� Now tell the truth!�� I almost came to their rescue by admitting
that I hadn�t come close to working out what I would ask for, so I figured it
was unreasonable for Ruth to have expected them to.� Fortunately I didn�t get as far as opening my
mouth before Nathan beat me to it.� He
had known exactly what he would ask for and he was about to tell us.
�
�I�ve always had the
fantasy of making out with a girl in the back seat of a really cool car like
that Falcon out in the workshop.� I would
have asked Ruth to join me in the back seat and got her to go down on me.�
�
�And what would I have
got out of that?� Ruth demanded to know.
�
Nathan looked a bit
askance.� �You would have been my slave,
so it�s not fair to expect to have got something out of it.� But I would have made it worth your while, I
promise you.�
�
Ruth seemed pleased
with this answer.� She turned next to
Nina.� �How about you?�
�
�To be honest,� said
Nina hesitantly, �Paul is pretty good with his tongue.� I was going to ask him to do that again.�
�
Now it was my turn to
be pleased with the answer, and I was proud that Nina had complimented me on my
skills.� Furthermore, I now had a clear
idea of what would be considered fair when I won.� Nina glanced at me shyly before turning her
attention to Ruth as she started to deal the next hand.
�
As Ruth dealt I was
aware that a two-point win to us would end the game.� Nathan went diamonds on the next hand, and it
was one of those hands where it looked like we had good enough cards to take
them down, but in the end they pulled it off with a shaky 3-2 win.� The time had come for Ruth, who amazingly
hadn�t removed a single thing so far, to remove her dress.� Given the people we were playing with, and
given that Nathan and Nina were both already naked, Ruth was surprisingly
hesitant.� The reason for this became
apparent as Ruth finally finished unbuttoning her uniform dress and removed
it.� Her bra was an old white one with a
slight tear at the top of her left cup, and her panties were a large
old-fashioned tan pair � veritable granny panties.� I doubt she could have worn uglier underwear.
�
�Ooh, bad day to get
behind on your laundry,� said Nina.
�
�I know,� said
Ruth.� �I don�t tend to care what I wear
at work.� I hope it�s not too early for
Nathan to discover that girls don�t always have an unlimited supply of sexy
lingerie.�
�
�You still look very
nice,� said Nathan valiantly.� �But if
you�re not feeling comfortable wearing those I�ll happily give you any excuse
to take them off.�
�
�Nice try!� said
Ruth.� �Deal the cards.� I�ve got a feeling this will be the final
hand.�� Nathan dealt, but Ruth�s
prediction was wrong.� Nina went clubs,
and Ruth and I came close to taking them down, but in the end they got their
point.� Surprisingly Ruth didn�t bother
arguing with me.� She seemed happy enough
to take off her old torn bra and give Nathan an eyeful of her breasts.� Her breasts aren�t quite as big as Nina�s,
but Nathan seemed happy enough to see them again.
�
It was now my turn to
deal.� Ruth and I had lost a bit of our
momentum but we were still in a good position.�
We were each wearing something, whereas Nathan and Nina had already done
a green dare and just had a yellow dare to go before becoming our slaves.� I got momentarily excited when I saw the turn
up card was the jack of clubs, but unfortunately I didn�t have the right cards
so I had to turn it down.� Nina and Ruth
both passed, and this gave Nathan the chance to go diamonds.� The result was a bloodbath.� They won all five tricks and Ruth and I were
both forced to lose our underpants.� We
stood and stripped at the same time.�
Nathan�s eyes were firmly on Ruth while Nina�s eyes were glued to
me.� I�m sure we all knew that the game
was now a lot more even than it was earlier, and I fancied that Nina was
watching me strip with renewed hope that she would get to take charge of me and
order me around.
�
Ruth went diamonds on
the next hand, and since I didn�t have very good cards it was with a sense of
helplessness that I watched the hand unfold.�
With some skill and some luck we managed to win the point, meaning Nina
and Nathan now had to do a yellow dare.
�
�Don�t forget,� said
Nina, �you can�t get us to do anything with each other that you two wouldn�t
do.�
�
�I guess we just get
them to pose for us,� said Ruth to me.�
�Any ideas?�
�
I looked around the
room and found some inspiration on the walls.�
�How about we get them to pose with the cars like the girls on the
calendars?�
�
�That�s a great idea,�
said Ruth.� �Come on Nathan, it�s time to
pose like the bimbos you�ve been looking at all day.�
�
Ruth took the lead and
ordered Nathan out into the main workshop area.�
She ordered him to climb onto the bonnet of the Falcon we had admired
earlier.� The pose she had him do was far
more explicit than any of the calendars.�
She delighted in ordering him to lie on his back and spread his legs
wide.
�
I felt uncomfortable
about directing Nina to climb on the bonnet of a nearby Toyota.� In the end I ordered her into a more artistic
pose that didn�t have her legs wide open, and I was rewarded with a sexy facial
expression just like those of the models on the calendars.
�
Ruth and I now needed
just one more point, while the others needed us to lose three.� There was a lot of tension in the air.� When it was her turn to call Nina spent an
extremely long time pondering her decision before finally going diamonds.� The game was in doubt until the final cards
were played, but they won their point.�
Ruth and I would have to do a green dare.
�
Nathan was apparently
so taken with the idea of posing with the cars that he wanted to get Ruth on
the bonnet of the Falcon as soon as possible.�
The pose he ordered was an exact copy of what he had been forced to do a
moment earlier.� Ruth was soon spreading
her legs while Nathan stood in the best position to get a clear view.
�
Nina, meanwhile, had a
different idea for me.� It seemed that
she had no interest in replicating racy calendars.� Instead she picked up a torch, and when
Nathan had finished with Ruth she asked him to turn out the lights.� With the workshop in darkness apart from a
strong beam of light focused on my genitals I have never felt so fully exposed.
�
Eventually we went back
into the other room to continue our game, with Nathan dealing what turned out
to be our final hand.� Nina went clubs,
and there was nothing we could do to prevent them from getting a march.� From our previously strong lead Ruth and I
had lost.� Nina and Nathan high-fived
each other in delight at their incredible comeback.� There was a brief discussion about getting us
to do a yellow dare, but in the end they decided to go straight on to the final
punishment � a half hour of us being their slaves.
�
As we had previously
asked Nathan and Nina to tell us what their plans were, we weren�t at all
surprised by what happened next.� Nathan
grabbed Ruth by the hand and pulled her out into the workshop in the direction
of the Ford Falcon, leaving me in the tea room with Nina.
�
Nina decided to tease
me before proceeding with any action.�
While she remained sitting in her chair she ordered me to stand up and
approach her.� She ordered me to get
closer and closer until my erection was almost touching her, then she reached
out her hand and grasped it, moving it this way and that as she inspected me
closely.� Finally she stood up and we
moved along to the main penalty.� Nina lay
down on the carpet in front of me and spread her legs, ironically displaying
herself far more explicitly that I had dared to ask her to earlier.� �Come on slave,� she said, �get to work.�
�
I needed no further
encouragement.� Within seconds I was on
my knees with my face between her legs.�
She was already quite wet when I started to lick, but it was surprising
how much wetter she got after a few minutes of attention down there.� As I licked her I used my hands to caress her
thighs and hips while Nina tilted her head back and closed her eyes.� This was the second time I brought her to
orgasm with my mouth, and I was starting to learn the signs of what was working
and what wasn�t.� As before, her climax
seemed to make everything too sensitive for her and she pushed my head away
when she had finished.
�
Again I had no idea if
my own sexual satisfaction was on Nina�s agenda.� Would being her slave mean that I shouldn�t
expect anything in return?� Every
instinct in my body was telling me to lie down on Nina and poke my penis into
her well lubricated vagina.� I was so
horny and desperate to lose my virginity, but something made me hold off.� Without her consent it would be rape, and I
liked her too much to risk going down that path.
�
When Nina had recovered
her senses she ordered me to stand up with my hands on my head.� She found her knickers and pulled them on and
then pulled up a chair in front of me.�
Despite her position of power she looked at me very shyly as she made
her next request.� �I�d love to be able
to watch you masturbate.� I�ve always
been curious to see what that looked like.�
�
I was extremely
self-conscious about this request to do something I had only ever done in
private, but I was also very horny.�
While my mind was still rebelling my hand was already on my erection and
starting to stroke it with familiar movements of my hand.
�
It didn�t take long for
me to near my climax, but then I was very confused about what I should do.� Nina was sitting directly in front of me, and
I felt I should warn her.� However,
before I had opened my mouth she had sensed my difficulty.� �You can come on my breasts,� she said.� I needed no more encouragement.� This short sentence brought me to an
immediate climax.� My first shot was onto
her upper chest and neck, and this was followed by splashes on her breasts and
stomach.
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As I finished pumping
myself I was gratified by the look of excitement and satisfaction on Nina�s
face.� She didn�t seem at all upset by
the mess I had made on her.� Eventually
with a slightly distracted look she said she had better go and clean herself up
and she disappeared into the toilet.�
Left by myself, I picked up my boxers and put them on as I walked over
to the door.� Over in the Falcon I could
see Ruth�s feet on the side window of the back seat and I could see Nathan�s
back as he seemed to have his face buried in Ruth�s crotch.� He seemed to be keeping his promise of making
everything worth her while.
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�Who told you to put
clothing on?� You�re still my slave for a
few more minutes!�� Nina had returned to
the room and had decided to follow through on her role as my mistress.� She ordered me to stand naked in the corner
while she got dressed.� A few minutes
later Nathan and Ruth returned to the room, and Nathan followed suit with Ruth,
ordering her to stand naked while he got dressed.� He and Nina sat there smugly until their half
an hour had ended and Ruth and I were allowed to get dressed.
�
On the drive home Nina
and I sat in the back while Nathan and Ruth in the front had revived the topic
of public holidays.� Nina seemed to be
listening attentively while she was texting someone on her phone.� My phone beeped and I discovered she had sent
a text to me.� �R U ok?�
�
I put some thought into
my reply.� �Im good thx.� Had fun.�
Frnds w benfts may work after all�
�
Nina glanced at me,
then text back a smiley face.� Ruth and
Nathan were arguing about which public holiday was coming up next.� �It�s Queen�s Birthday weekend,� said
Nina.� �Queen�s Birthday is always the
first Monday in June.�
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�That�s about six weeks
away,� said Ruth.� �We should do this
again then.� Does anyone want to organise
a game?�
�
I saw Nina smile to
herself.� �I will,� she said.
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End of Chapter 5a
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Real Game Play: This
story was a Real Game Play (RGP) story.�
I am a fan of stories about stripping games, but too often the outcome
of the game seems too contrived by the author, which can ruin any sense of
realism.� I decided to attempt some
stripping game stories where the outcome of events was determined by chance.� This is one such story.
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To simulate the game of
euchre in this story I actually dealt the hands and played each player in
turn.� I�ve played euchre often enough
that I have a general strategy for any given cards, so I feel like I was able
to minimise the chances of influencing the outcome by just playing my normal
strategy for each player.� It isn�t
foolproof but I feel like I did a good job.
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The End
May 2013
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