(I apologize for those who are offended or put off by the way the story is going. I did put the story under romance because over all it IS a romance story...but relationships and romance are rarely cut and dry and easy. Real life provides us with a variety of different experiences, emotions and different people to color our world. This story is meant to be entertaining and is a pure work of fiction, so of course it has some more extremes in it. To each his own. This may or may not be your cup of tea. That being said, I do appreciate the comments and critiques, am flattered by the passion some of you are showing to the characters, and hope you maintain an open mind while this scene and the story progresses. Our cast is on a journey and while there may be turns and the occasional pothole, it is the road to romance.)
The room quieted down a little as Liz sat and turned lightly to face Tammy who was smiling almost impishly. Despite her obvious attraction to Hollie and Mary, when the tennis player's eyes turned to Liz, there seemed to be an extra spark there that made her stomach quiver with nerves.
"Truth or Dare?"
Tammy hmmmmmed for a moment, tapping a slender finger to her lips and looking rather wicked. "Dare."
Liz puffed out her cheeks. She knew that she couldn't go completely nuts. After all, Tammy was famous. No running down the streets naked or silliness like that.
Tammy quirked a brow and waited as Liz pondered. A smile tugged at the edges of her mouth. "Well, I seem to remember seeing you spank Hollie lightly on the dance floor, but now that I have my moment, I dare you to show Mary how you can dish it out."
"Well played my Padawan," Mary said with a wink. "Dare her and I get the collateral damage. I'll remember that."
"You're wasting valuable time, sister" Tammy said to Mary with a smirk. "Get that ass over here."
"Ohh," Mary replied. "The demanding type. I like it." Hollie and Liz giggled as Mary walked over to the couch and laid across Tammy's lap, wiggling her butt suggestively.
"Show her your forehand!" Hollie yelled.
"I plan to," Tammy laughed. "Just as soon as I get this skirt out of the way." Tammy lifted Mary's skirt to reveal her thong and creamy cheeks. She laid her muscular hand across the shapely bottom and the other girls were surprised to see that the hand covered much of the skin. Tammy caressed and lightly squeezed as Mary took a sharp intake of breath and squirmed under her touch. Then with little warning, Tammy raised her hand and swatted downward making a loud smack and leaving a red mark.
"Ow!" Mary yelled, but Tammy wasn't finished. As her hand was still there, she rubbed the reddened flesh and used one of her long fingers to trace the junction of Mary's legs. As Tammy expected, there was already dampness there. Again, she swatted the redhead's rump and repeated the extra familiar touching afterward. Mary moaned a little this time, and Hollie and Liz both felt a twinge of desire at the sights and sounds. Five more times, Tammy struck and fondled, with the wetness and happy sounds increasing each time.
Tammy motioned Liz to come close, and the redhead stepped forward, transfixed. "And one to grown on!" Tammy whispered before striking once more and this time running her finger under the thong and over the swollen lips. Mary gave a cry of pleasure. With her other hand, Tammy lowered Mary's skirt, but brought her moistened finger to Liz's lips and traced them with it. Unable to stop herself, Liz extended the tip of her tongue and followed the finger, tasting the slight wetness it left.
Not a word was spoken until finally Hollie breath a ragged breath and moaned softly. "Holy crap, that was hot!" she sighed and shivered visibly.
Liz stepped away and Mary stumbled to her feet, looking rather flushed and warm. Liz laughed then, a giggle bubbling up her throat and past her lips before she could smother it. Gasping and giggling, she sat back down heavily and fell to her side. "Oh god, you should see your face!"
"Remind me to thank you for that dare, Liz." Mary said in a husky voice. "That was one fine spanking, T."
"Not my first time," Tammy said with a laugh. "Who's up? I think the game's getting very interesting."
"Someone else will have to figure it out," Mary said. "I'm having trouble concentrating."
"You're the askee, Mar, I'm the asker." Hollie said. "You ready? Truth or Dare."
"Of course I'm ready. I don't remember the last time I was more ready," Mary laughed. "But, I'm curious as to what you'll do so, Truth."
Hollie giggled. "Ironically enough, a DARING choice. OK, let's see. Oh here's a change of pace. What's the biggest secret you keep from Ben?"
Liz and Tammy let out a simultaneous "Ooooooooooo."
"Yep," Hollie said evilly, "intrigue is fun."
Mary actually paled a bit. "Ummmm, is it too late to take the two dares?"
"Oh come on.," Liz said with a grin. "I know I'm not supposed to talk because I'm the pledge and everything, but I answered you. What happens in sorority..."
"Yeah, but...." Mary bit her lip nervously. "Whose bright idea was this game anyway?"
"This must be some secret," Tammy said. "It's OK though, Mary. I can tell these girls won't betray anything you say, and it can't be that bad."
Mary took a deep breath and sighed. "OK, in the interest of sorority spirit, here it is."
Liz wasn't sure she wanted to hear. The way Mary had looked and paled, she wondered what it could actually be. Mary seemed to be the most honest person she had ever known, probably to a fault at times. But her eyes had widened and she looked ready to bolt. Nervousness made Liz want to stand and pace. She took a deep breath and waited, her pulse thudding in her ears. Would it be a big deal?
Mary closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. "OK, the secret is that this is not my actual hair color."
The other girls laughed and groaned. "Oh no!" Tammy cried. "Time to call off the wedding!"
"Hell, I already knew that," Hollie grumbled, "What a waste of a turn. Nice trick, Lucy."
"It wasn't a trick, damn it. Ben doesn't know and I don't want him to. And how the fuck did you know Hollie?"
"Because I can tell roots and you keep everything shaved, hun" Hollie said with a grin. "Guys don't pay attention to that stuff, but girls do."
"Some girls do," Liz added. "But I didn't know. Why do you even care if he knows?"