It's basically a truth-telling/drinking combo," Michael said. "You take turns making a statement about something you have either done or not done, using in the wording "Never have I ever...", and everybody who has done it, has to take a shot." One thing led to another and John and I discovered that we both liked to tie girls up. After discussing this for a while we both admitted that we liked being tied up ourselves as well, but preferably by a girl. John told me that he had tied some of his girlfriends up, but none of them had liked it very much. We decided to make a plan so that we would find some girls that would go along with this.

Everyone sat in cushioned chairs around a small table in front of the beds. As Dave began to deal the cards, I had a thought. "Hey guys," I suggested, "why don't we play like this: The loser of each hand loses an article of clothing, and the winner of the hand gets to remove that article of clothing, or to delegate that task to a person of their choosing."

We sat down to play a game of spades with Kathy being my partner. The rule was, whoever lost a hand, that team had to do a shot of Tequila. It didn’t take long before everyone was feeling good and a bit warm. The girls started to object the continuation of shots, so we suggested that a piece of clothing could be discarded as substitute. Everyone agreed and I have to admit, I didn’t mind losing that often because as I did…so did Kathy. Let's have dessert first, before the whipped cream collapses in the heat that radiates from Ashley's outfit," Stephanie said, coming from the kitchen with a tray of chocolate mousse, and noticing the sexy blue dress. "For heaven's sake, Ashley, what kind of "work thing" requires you to dress like this?"

It's all right for you guys; but it's two to one in your favour and you've both got more clothes on than me." Does this count as a clothing item?' she asked almost hopefully, pulling the belt out through the loops.Laura breathed a sigh of relief. Allie was going to have to deal with being the center of attention for a bit, but at least she was spared from any more embarrassment. It was a very sheltered, and very lonely way to live. I’ve always been introverted, but in those days, I was something of a social butterfly in school. So, I longed to experience the fun and activities my classmates talked about whenever Monday rolled around, but the bulk of my weekends were spent reading at home alone in my room. I therefore needed to encourage her into scenarios where her body could be revealed to others - knowing that once she became aware of the exposure, the eroticism of the situation was more than likely to overcome any of her inhibitions - and therein lay a deliciously perverse excitement for me. Well, now my excitement was rising at the idea, largely because I could feel relaxed in knowing from experience that Peter was totally trustworthy. I had developed a close friendship with him, despite the employer/employee relationship at work, so he was unlikely to do more than thoroughly enjoy the one opportunity of his boss letting him see his boss's wife naked. He certainly wouldn't take advantage of the situation by following it up later un-invited; and nor would he speak about it to anyone else.

Laura sat down in one of the chairs beside the pool and put her hand on her thigh, but didn't dare move it any closer. She couldn't believe she was even considering this. Author's note: This is a slightly revised version of the story, mainly to weed out spelling errors and suchlike. Many thanks to andrea4328 for the proofreading, although the reader should bear in mind that any mistakes that do remain, are entirely my own.Despite my hangups, I was determined to enjoy my (misguided) idea of a normal life. To that end, I married my college sweetheart after a year of dating when I was nearly 21. Surprise, surprise — that did not work out. He and I were both terribly naive about relationships, and we never actually consummated our marriage. We divorced after two and a half years of one very odd union. I don't think so', drawled Caroline with a dubious half grin but now not quite so negative as before. Then to my surprise she enlarged on the terms, rather than denying the principal,

The instant response had come from Peter and he was obviously feeling the effects of what we'd been drinking, because further words came tumbling from his mouth like floodwaters from a burst dam.Nice one!" David said, walking over to shake Michael's hand, both in greeting and to congratulate him. At the same time, Lin rose from her seat to give her congratulations as well. Conversely to her likely embarrassment if she were ever to become exposed in front of others, I had sensed for some time that she almost certainly had a latent exhibitionist streak in her which was likely to more than overcome any shyness if she were sufficiently aroused. I realised however, that even if I was correct in my theory, she certainly wasn't even remotely aware of any exhibitionistic tendencies within herself - latent or otherwise. But it was a complicated distance. My upbringing left me with a lot of hangups and fears about what was and wasn’t appropriate. Sex and love had been off-limits my whole life, and even masturbation meant an eternity in hell. There was silence for a few seconds. Then, seizing the moment before she had a chance to irretrievably alter the situation's potential by terminally censoring the idea, I went to the cupboard and got out my poker dice and said very positively,