We had decided to eat at the restaurant again tonight.
It was a wonderful day skiing the few downhill trails that they had.
We ended around three thirty up on one of the lower tops but right above our chalet. I could see it a mile or two away at the bottom of the hill.
The piste that we were on finished two doors away from our chalet at the end of the road. From there you could ski right down through the village centre.
We all paused for thought at the peak as we say the village appear. The sun was out and it was really quite warm. Hot even beneath all these ski clothes.
I looked around. We were on our own. Now was the opportunity I had been looking forward to.
As usual it was going to be poor Jane that bore the brunt of my whimsy.
'Jane, do you remember that, poorly timed Truth or Dare I started earlier this holiday?'
'Of course, bastard. Why?' It had become a nickname almost.
'Well you actually did not tell the truth did you. You said that I had never made you come more than three times in an evening. Now you know that is not even remotely true.'
She started to look a bit red and stuttered. 'Well you upset me and ...I...I..'
'You knew the dare,' I said. 'Go into town naked. Here is my suggestion. If you strip off now and ski down to the house we will consider the dare done.'
'But... I will have to go past those two other chalets.'
'True, but better than going into town I would have thought?'
She thought about it and quickly took off her skis and boots.
She was rapidly stripping and I could see by the look on her face that she was really going to enjoy this.
She was starting to put her boots back on as I was stuffing her clothes into my backpack that each of the boys had carried with lunch in it.
'Anyway I am sure Sue won't let you go on your own, will you Sue, and perhaps Frannie, and maybe Kay.
In fact,' I said stripping my jumper off, 'Perhaps we will all join you.'
Was it my imagination or did Jane look briefly unhappy as everybody got into the swing and started removing their clothes. Had she wanted to do it on her own? Anyway I had got the mood right for the rest of us.
We were quickly rebooted and skied and with the clothes stuffed away we swooped down the snowy piste towards the chalets. We passed a couple of other groups of skiers and a group of boys snowboarding who gave us a lot of verbal encouragement. We eventually skied right up to our back decking and were quick to dive into the already warm Jacuzzi.
It needed to be brought back to full heat but for our chilled bodies it was perfect.
We found the wine and make a quick start on the evening's festivities.
A couple of hours later we were in the Hotel bar, rather than the village bar, for an hour's drinking before our dinner reservation. Who should we see again but Nikki and Debbie.
'Woah you guys,' they both said. 'You flew past us coming down that final slope. Did you get cold?' They both laughed.
'Oh that was you on the left, I guess,' said Evan laughing. I thought you both looked a bit warm, decidedly overdressed. In fact I did not know whether you were boys or girls.'
'Shame,' we all cried.
'Perhaps you could prove what you are now?' I added, receiving a sharp slap from both Kay, who was next to me and Jane on the other side.
'Down boys,' said Frannie. 'You guys have got more than you can handle here.'
Nikki looked ready to lift her top, she certainly had her hands either side of it and was looking around. Unfortunately the noise we had made on arrival meant that every eye in the place was looking at us. It was also a very posh bar. I knew that in the village bar she would have done it. I was determined to get closer to them by the end of the week. It was still only Wednesday.
The challenge went unanswered and eventually our restaurant booking was called. We apologised and left them there on their own. They had obviously been unsuccessful at finding any suitable men all week.
They would be getting horny, I thought to myself.
The girls had remembered the games that we had played the first time we were there and all wore short skirts and attractive low cut blouses or jumpers without bras. We were certainly the table to watch, and this time we had been given a table right in the middle of the room. Maybe the Maitre'd thought that this would inhibit our activities. He was wrong.
While we were looking at the dessert menus I felt that it was time to ramp up the adult content of our dinner.
'Well girls, I think it is about time you lost your panties, don't you?'
The other guys nodded sagely. I had told the guys to make sure that their wives were wearing them just for this bit of fun.
I had nearly had to have a row with Jane about it. She was determined to go out with just her floaty mini covering her lower half. I had eventually persuaded her only by promising to give her the opportunity to publicly remove them before dessert.
'Here I think,' said Pete. 'No sloping off to the washrooms.'
'Yes, said Evan. 'One by one so that everyone can watch you.'
'And I'll help if anyone wants it,' laughed Danny.
Well of course he was with the right girl for that tonight. He was with Jane tonight and she was bursting to take her panties off. I could only imagine how hot and sticky her slit would be. I wished I were doing it myself.
Danny was at one end of the table between Jane and Frannie, as I was on the other end between Kay and Sue, leaving Pete and Evan sitting facing each other in the middle. Pete was with Sue tonight, leaving Evan with Frannie.
Jane got quickly to her feet and standing beside Danny said, 'I need your help please Danny.'
Danny was a little surprised, a little bashful even. He looked around the crowded restaurant. 'Well, okay. Well done. Bluff called Jane. Why don't you just sit down and shuffle them off and then pass them to me?'
He smiled as if to praise her actions but make her see sense.
She started to pretend to cry and put on her little girly voice, 'Oh Danny, you promised. Unless you help me I am just going to stand here and gradually pull up my dress until they are showing, Until my skirt is up around my waist. Then you will help me won't you.'
Her hands slipped down to her hem and I saw them lift the front of her skirt by an inch or two.
'Oh Danny, quick. Everybody is looking,' she squeaked.
I knew she was in the mood to do it. It was fun watching Danny react. He was bright red with embarrassment.
The crotch of her panties could now be seen at the front and the back was inching up to the base of her buttocks. I knew she was wearing a thong which would be imbedded in her slit, so it would be a while before anyone at the back actually saw panties.
Danny ran out of nerve and quickly grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them past her knees.
'Thank you baby,' squeaked Jane. 'That was the help I needed.'