Chapter Three
Okay, just in case anybody forgot, we left off with it being Jeff's turn after admitting to dressing like a girl, Britney Spears, etc. Anyways, enjoy the chapter!
"Hey, Jeff, it's your turn," Amy said.
"Stephanie, truth or dare," he said, still completely humiliated from the previous turn.
"Truth," Stephanie said.
"Truth, okay, um, geez, I don't know," Jeff said.
"Who would?" Chris asked. "What would you ask the billion dollar princess???" Stephanie turned to face him, a hint of hurt shining in her eyes. "I was just kidding," he said lightly, and he meant it.
"Still, I have no idea what to ask her," Jeff said. "Give me a minute." Stephanie shrugged her shoulders.
"Hey, Matt, time's up," Trish said. With that, Matt bolted out of the room. Everybody started laughing again. Matt finally returned and sat back down.
"Continue," he said.
"Okay, I thought of one," Jeff said. "Let's say you're stuck on a desert island or whatever. Of the guys here, you can take one for his practicality, one just for laughs, and one for sex. Who would you take?"
"Umm, I would take Adam for his practicality, I would choose you, Jeff for laughs, and um, what was the last one again?"
"Sex..." Jeff said, amused that she would take him for laughs.
"Oh yeah, umm..." a blush crept up to her face. "Uh, Chris, I guess..."
"Way to go, Chris!" Jay said.
Chris forced a smile and nodded his head once. He was very confused. He had not idea that Stephanie would have picked him. Paul was a little surprised, too. It sounded like Stephanie had known that answer ahead of time...
"Anyways, it's my turn now," Stephanie said. This was the perfect situation. Paul hadn't been chosen yet, and it was her turn. She could pick him and ask him. All she had to do was choose Paul...
"Amy," she said, "Truth or dare?"
Stephanie mentally slapped herself. Getting answers from Paul was the whole reason she'd suggested this dumb game. Not that it wasn't entertaining...it was.
"Truth," Amy replied. "Shut up," she said before Jeff could open his mouth. Jeff smirked.
"Okay, how about this? Have you ever wanted to engage in any type of sexual activity with Jeff?"
Amy sat there quietly for a moment. "Well, umm, a couple of times, but..."
"Are you serious?!" Matt asked, a bit insulted.
"But, Matt was there, too," she continued.
"What, you mean, like, a threesome?" Adam asked.
"I guess," Amy said, obviously humiliated. Matt and Jeff looked a bit embarrassed, too. Jeff got over it quickly, though.
"Well, if you two ever think something's 'missing', just let me know. I'll be glad to assist," he said jokingly.
"Your turn," Stacy said to Amy.
"Hunter, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"How many times have you had a threesome," she asked, keeping with the current topic.
"Twice," he said. "And I did one with four people once..." he added.
Stephanie was a little bit surprised. She had only known about one of the threesomes. Even though she and Paul had broken up, she still had some goooooood memories...
"Shannon, truth or dare," Paul said.
"Dare," Shannon replied.
Paul paused to think for a moment. He thought back to Trish's dare where Shannon worked on getting Adam to admit his feelings. It was funny, if anybody needed to come to terms with his feelings, it was Shannon.
Paul's eyes traveled over to Stacy and her button-down sleeveless shirt she had changed into. "I dare you to take off Stacy's shirt with your hands tied behind your back," Paul said. "Blindfolded."
Shannon blinked a couple of times before figuring out exactly what Paul's dare was. Shannon started blushing.
"Only if it's okay with Stacy," he said.
Everybody turned to Stacy. "Well, ummm," she said. Stacy loved the idea of this dare, except for the fact that everybody would be watching. Even so, she didn't want to look like a coward or anything. "Okay, I guess."
Paul picked up the T-shirt that had previously served as Trish's blindfold. He looked around for a moment, and he finally found what he was looking for as his eyes fell on some rope on one of the tables. He tied it loosely around Shannon's wrists. He didn't want to hurt him.
"Should I stand up?" Stacy asked uncertainly.
"Uh, yeah," Paul said, deciding that this would make it easier.
Paul then led Shannon over to Stacy so that he could carry out the dare.
Shannon didn't really know what to do. He brought his mouth to her shirt, and searched for a button. When he finally fond one, he used his tongue and teeth to get it undone. Stacy bit her lop to keep from making any noise. Trying to get the button undone was forcing Shannon's cheek to brush against her breast. A lot. Shannon followed the seam and undid the rest of the buttons in the same manner. He went to push the shirt back, and he realized that he couldn't.
"I must have missed one," Shannon thought to himself. Everyone else looked and realized that the button at the very top still hadn't been undone. Shannon mentally decided that it was most likely the top button. He went to undo it, but accidentally misjudged its location. His mouth landed on the top of Stacy's left breast, now exposed because of the undone buttons. Stacy let out a mall gasp, trying to ignore the sensations this was causing. Keeping his cool, Shannon moved his mouth up Stacy's chest until he found the button. He undid it as quickly as he could, and pulled the shirt off her shoulders from the back with his mouth.
Stacy breathed a sigh of relief. Paul removed the blindfold and rope. Shannon's eyes immediately moved to Stacy. It took every ounce of willpower in his body not to stare. She looked incredible standing there in just her shorts and bra; it was almost too much for Shannon to take. Shannon found his mind wandering to what Stacy would look like without the bra on. Shannon noticed the shirt on the floor, picked it up, and handed it to Stacy.
"Here," he said, handing it to her, hoping she would put it on before his mind could wander even farther away.
"Thanks," she said. She was trembling a bit, still in shock from the sensations running up and down her body. She decided to sit down. She pulled the shirt over her shoulders and buttoned the bottom half of the buttons, but left the top half undone, her black lacy bra still exposed.
"Is she TRYING to torture me?" Shannon thought to himself.
"Hey, Shannon, your turn," Jay said.
Okay, just in case anybody forgot, we left off with it being Jeff's turn after admitting to dressing like a girl, Britney Spears, etc. Anyways, enjoy the chapter!
"Hey, Jeff, it's your turn," Amy said.
"Stephanie, truth or dare," he said, still completely humiliated from the previous turn.
"Truth," Stephanie said.
"Truth, okay, um, geez, I don't know," Jeff said.
"Who would?" Chris asked. "What would you ask the billion dollar princess???" Stephanie turned to face him, a hint of hurt shining in her eyes. "I was just kidding," he said lightly, and he meant it.
"Still, I have no idea what to ask her," Jeff said. "Give me a minute." Stephanie shrugged her shoulders.
"Hey, Matt, time's up," Trish said. With that, Matt bolted out of the room. Everybody started laughing again. Matt finally returned and sat back down.
"Continue," he said.
"Okay, I thought of one," Jeff said. "Let's say you're stuck on a desert island or whatever. Of the guys here, you can take one for his practicality, one just for laughs, and one for sex. Who would you take?"
"Umm, I would take Adam for his practicality, I would choose you, Jeff for laughs, and um, what was the last one again?"
"Sex..." Jeff said, amused that she would take him for laughs.
"Oh yeah, umm..." a blush crept up to her face. "Uh, Chris, I guess..."
"Way to go, Chris!" Jay said.
Chris forced a smile and nodded his head once. He was very confused. He had not idea that Stephanie would have picked him. Paul was a little surprised, too. It sounded like Stephanie had known that answer ahead of time...
"Anyways, it's my turn now," Stephanie said. This was the perfect situation. Paul hadn't been chosen yet, and it was her turn. She could pick him and ask him. All she had to do was choose Paul...
"Amy," she said, "Truth or dare?"
Stephanie mentally slapped herself. Getting answers from Paul was the whole reason she'd suggested this dumb game. Not that it wasn't entertaining...it was.
"Truth," Amy replied. "Shut up," she said before Jeff could open his mouth. Jeff smirked.
"Okay, how about this? Have you ever wanted to engage in any type of sexual activity with Jeff?"
Amy sat there quietly for a moment. "Well, umm, a couple of times, but..."
"Are you serious?!" Matt asked, a bit insulted.
"But, Matt was there, too," she continued.
"What, you mean, like, a threesome?" Adam asked.
"I guess," Amy said, obviously humiliated. Matt and Jeff looked a bit embarrassed, too. Jeff got over it quickly, though.
"Well, if you two ever think something's 'missing', just let me know. I'll be glad to assist," he said jokingly.
"Your turn," Stacy said to Amy.
"Hunter, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"How many times have you had a threesome," she asked, keeping with the current topic.
"Twice," he said. "And I did one with four people once..." he added.
Stephanie was a little bit surprised. She had only known about one of the threesomes. Even though she and Paul had broken up, she still had some goooooood memories...
"Shannon, truth or dare," Paul said.
"Dare," Shannon replied.
Paul paused to think for a moment. He thought back to Trish's dare where Shannon worked on getting Adam to admit his feelings. It was funny, if anybody needed to come to terms with his feelings, it was Shannon.
Paul's eyes traveled over to Stacy and her button-down sleeveless shirt she had changed into. "I dare you to take off Stacy's shirt with your hands tied behind your back," Paul said. "Blindfolded."
Shannon blinked a couple of times before figuring out exactly what Paul's dare was. Shannon started blushing.
"Only if it's okay with Stacy," he said.
Everybody turned to Stacy. "Well, ummm," she said. Stacy loved the idea of this dare, except for the fact that everybody would be watching. Even so, she didn't want to look like a coward or anything. "Okay, I guess."
Paul picked up the T-shirt that had previously served as Trish's blindfold. He looked around for a moment, and he finally found what he was looking for as his eyes fell on some rope on one of the tables. He tied it loosely around Shannon's wrists. He didn't want to hurt him.
"Should I stand up?" Stacy asked uncertainly.
"Uh, yeah," Paul said, deciding that this would make it easier.
Paul then led Shannon over to Stacy so that he could carry out the dare.
Shannon didn't really know what to do. He brought his mouth to her shirt, and searched for a button. When he finally fond one, he used his tongue and teeth to get it undone. Stacy bit her lop to keep from making any noise. Trying to get the button undone was forcing Shannon's cheek to brush against her breast. A lot. Shannon followed the seam and undid the rest of the buttons in the same manner. He went to push the shirt back, and he realized that he couldn't.
"I must have missed one," Shannon thought to himself. Everyone else looked and realized that the button at the very top still hadn't been undone. Shannon mentally decided that it was most likely the top button. He went to undo it, but accidentally misjudged its location. His mouth landed on the top of Stacy's left breast, now exposed because of the undone buttons. Stacy let out a mall gasp, trying to ignore the sensations this was causing. Keeping his cool, Shannon moved his mouth up Stacy's chest until he found the button. He undid it as quickly as he could, and pulled the shirt off her shoulders from the back with his mouth.
Stacy breathed a sigh of relief. Paul removed the blindfold and rope. Shannon's eyes immediately moved to Stacy. It took every ounce of willpower in his body not to stare. She looked incredible standing there in just her shorts and bra; it was almost too much for Shannon to take. Shannon found his mind wandering to what Stacy would look like without the bra on. Shannon noticed the shirt on the floor, picked it up, and handed it to Stacy.
"Here," he said, handing it to her, hoping she would put it on before his mind could wander even farther away.
"Thanks," she said. She was trembling a bit, still in shock from the sensations running up and down her body. She decided to sit down. She pulled the shirt over her shoulders and buttoned the bottom half of the buttons, but left the top half undone, her black lacy bra still exposed.
"Is she TRYING to torture me?" Shannon thought to himself.
"Hey, Shannon, your turn," Jay said.