All of my writing is fiction, and the stories and characters are products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always encouraged and carefully reviewed. All characters within the story that need to be are 18 years of age or older. I hope you enjoy! And take a second to vote and comment.
This story follows my previous story, Some Changes in Erin, and it would help with background if you read that first. However, this story is able to stand by itself and be enjoyable, I believe.
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It would be silly to think that I wouldn't ask Briyan to move in permanently. He'd spent that first exciting night with me and then the rest of the week, too, before starting work at Aunt Liz's. My aunt needed much the same kind of work that I did, and we'd agreed to alternate weeks with Bryan. That was before I'd fallen in love with him, and I was going to miss having him around all the time.
Both of my parents had died suddenly and close together, and I had inherited the house and the cottage at the lake, which held so many memories for me. I'd sold the house, and with that money and the very large insurance settlements I received, I wasn't working but wanted to make the cottage more mine. And that's how Bryan came into the picture.
Bryan's parents had been killed when he was fifteen, but there was no insurance, only the small house where he'd been raised with his older sister. They got along well, and he was still living with her at twenty-three. But that last part was about to end when he moved into the cottage with me. He'd even said that his sister had a boyfriend who might take his place at their house.
He'd seen me swimming naked in the lake while he was fishing -- fishing for food and not just fun. He'd come back several times with a small telescope, and I had no idea he was there. His work was well-recommended, and my Aunt Liz had him doing work for her and introduced him to me. I thought he'd looked surprised, but I didn't think anything of it.
He told me that I looked like Emma Watson, and I wasn't surprised as people had told me that ever since I was a teenager. It seemed that the older I got, the more I looked like Emma. People would look at me with a shocked expression and then ask if I was really Emma Watson. I was getting used to it... but not really.
I immediately liked him but was reluctant to let him know that for some reason. I mean, I wasn't sure that I wanted him as a boyfriend or more; I just liked him. He was courteous, friendly, helpful, and fun to talk with.
I had friends who had nude swimming parties and didn't seem to mind having others see them naked. They'd been after me for some time to join them, but it was three couples, and I felt odd being there without being a "couple." But, I had grown intensely curious about what it might be like and thus began swimming naked in the lake where I
knew no one was watching me
, or so I thought.
When I got to know Bryan a little, I decided to have him be the "control" for my experiment. When he came to the cottage to do some work, I stripped, had him strip, and we swam in the lake. I decided I was ready for the "group," and with Bryan, we could be a couple. When we went to Judy's house, which had a pond, for some skinny-dipping, both Bryan and I got along fine, and I was anxious for more.
One thing led to another, and very quickly, I was in love with Bryan and, after our first episode of lovemaking by the lake, where I learned he was a virgin, I asked him to stay the night. He seemed awestruck that I would ask him to do that. And since he'd be working the rest of the week at the cottage, I suggested he might as well spend those nights there as well.
He did, and I quickly decided to invite the skinny-dipping group to the cottage for a session in the lake and, as I was wont to do, push it a little further with a game such as Truth or Dare or, as Bryan suggested, Truth or Consequences, and I could design the consequences. That sounded very appealing to me, and I was anxious to get started.
"How are you doing over at Aunt LIz's place?" Bryan was nearly through with the work I wanted done at the cottage, and I wondered how much longer he had to go at my aunt's house.
"I figure about two days next week should do it."
"After that, I'll have you all to myself, then?"
"Almost. I still need to work two or three nights a week for Dale at Preschetti's."
"With the beautiful work you do as a handyman and carpenter, it seems a shame to still be delivering pizzas." I tried not to be too negative about that, but my cottage and Liz's house looked amazing after the work Bryan had done.
"Eh, I don't know about that, but Dale is having trouble finding someone to replace me, so I feel like I need to hang on there until he finds someone."
That sounded like Bryan, and that's one of the big reasons I fell in love with him so quickly. He'd had a tough life being poor and raised by his sister after his parents were killed, but you'd never know that about him from the way he was now.
"Hopefully, Dale can find someone soon, but whatever, I want to go ahead with the party. I'm really excited about working on it." I'm sure my face was almost glowing with enthusiasm.
"What game did you finally decide to use?" Bryan was very interested since he would be part of the game.
"I thought about it and decided I'd rather watch people do things instead of listening to embarrassing things about them. Since we all know each other, no one would be embarrassed to tell stuff about themselves. So I decided on Truth or Consequences."
"Are you working on the consequences, and how far do they go?" he added with a chuckle.
"I figure the men would be willing to do just about anything, so I talked with Kelly, Judy, and Trish. We all got onto Zoom and discussed what we were willing to do ourselves and what we were willing to watch our significant others do." She took a deep breath and smiled at me. "Surprisingly, maybe, the latter was the stumbling block."
I could see that Bryan's mind was in gear, just as mine had been when I was picturing him with Trish, who he'd admired, or the tall and slender but very sexy Kelly. And there was Judy, short, solid, and a little wild. I guessed he was doing the same, wondering what it would be like to watch me with Ben, Alex, or Terry.
It had been difficult for me to decide what I was willing to do, particularly because I was with Bryan. I'd listened to the others and decided I'd go along with what they decided, which ended up being much further than I'd imagined we'd go. After one "what about" after another, we decided that only full sexual intercourse was out of bounds.
"I've got quite a few of the consequences complete, but I'm not sure how many we'll need. A lot probably depends on the order in which they're drawn."
"How's that?" Bryan asked innocently.
"I'll just let you think about that one for a while."
"Uh-oh," he said after a moment. "I see what you mean. Sounds like you're going all out. Have you pictured yourself doing all the things you've created for the consequences?" Bryan raised his eyebrows as he asked that question.
Erin giggled. "Most of them."
"And?"
"What are you wanting me to say, Bryan?" I asked, fluttering my eyes.
"Nothing, I guess. I'll just see what happens on Saturday.
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Saturday came, and the cottage was spread with food, towels, and Kleenex, plus extra chairs by the lake. I was tingling all over as we prepared everything, with Bryan smiling at me the whole time.
"What time do they get here?"
"About noon."
"It's already a quarter till."
Another giggle. "I know. And I'm ready... I think."
"Do you think the others are more ready than we are?"
I knew that Bryan had come a long way in a short time, and I wasn't far behind. We were amateurs in comparison to the others. But that wasn't the whole story. None of the others had played erotic games, so it was new territory for everyone. That calmed me slightly.
But I could hear a car coming up the gravel driveway, so it wouldn't be long now.
"Hi, Kelly... and Ben. You guys are early." I chuckled. "You must be anxious to get started."
Bryan had come out of the front door, and Ben was headed toward him. Kelly was headed toward me in a thin T-shirt, her nipples very prominent through the thin material. And the long legs extending down for the very short white shorts certainly didn't distract from her look.