This is Part Four of a series. For part one, see
The Airplane
Rick was exhausted by the time he got home from Vancouver. It was just past 4pm in Seattle, which made it after midnight in London. He figured the excitement was done for the day, though he was still revved up from the beach and the drive. He thought Pauline must be even more exhausted, and probably wouldn't be available to talk. There had been no messages from her the whole way.
He looked at her photo again, now with better lighting. For an even better view he turned on his computer and brought it up on the big screen. It truly was a spectacular shot. Pauline was standing confidently in the middle, the centre of attention despite being the only one not technically exposed. She was looking straight at the camera with a big smile. She had her hands on her hips, her legs spread just a little, her light brown hair flowing slightly in the breeze. On her right was Doris, visibly nude with one nipple and some tufts of pubic hair showing, her right hand reaching over and resting lightly on Pauline's right breast. On her left was Carl, also visibly nude with his flaccid penis hanging loose, his left hand firmly on Pauline's left breast, looking like he was giving it a bit of a squeeze. And just in front of Pauline and Carl, Maxine was kneeling in the sand, turned sideways, facing Pauline, with her head almost level with Pauline's crotch. Maxine's right hand was raised and nestled on Pauline's pussy, covering it. Maxine's entire left side was exposed, with a nice view of her left breast, her hips, and the curve of her butt.
And with all those parts of the other people exposed, Rick was surprised to find that he was really focusing on Pauline. Her pretty face, slightly crooked smile, the creamy skin of her shoulders and arms gleaming in the evening light. The flat stomach, the curve of her thighs.
He looked at his phone again, hesitated for a few seconds, and decided to send a message. "That was a lot of fun. Hope you got back ok. Goodnight."
He sat down to watch some TV, but was soon interrupted by his phone buzzing. It was a video call from Pauline. He quickly turned off the TV and instinctively straightened up a bit before answering.
Pauline was mid-laugh when he connected. "Hey Rick," she giggled. "Yes, we got back ok. You?"
"Yeah, no problems. I thought you might be already on the way to bed."
"Not exactly. We stopped off at Maxine's place for a late dinner and some drinks, and now she's not up to driving me home."
"Hey Rick!" Maxine shouted from across the room. Pauline panned the phone around to show the place a bit. Rick could see a spacious living room, done up eclectically, and an open kitchen.
"Nice place you got there, Max!"
"Yeah, it's alright. I have to share it. But Nat's cool. And more importantly, barely around. Always working or busy with friends. So tonight we have the place to ourselves."
"Max was just saying I could stay over tonight. And I think I shall. We don't have to be anywhere in the morning. What about you, Rick?"
"I don't have to be anywhere in the morning either, but it's only like 4pm here anyways. Are you both exhausted?"
Pauline visibly brightened up a little. "I was on the way back, but I think I've got my second wind now."
"I could go all night!" said Maxine, dancing a little silly jig in the background. "Got any ideas, Rick? Too bad you're not here. If you were, I think Paul could go all night too, if you know what I mean."
"Hey!" said Pauline, throwing a pillow at Maxine.
"Oh, be honest," said Maxine. "We're all friends here. I know you were practically getting off at the beach."
Pauline just blushed. "Let's change the subject. Rick, you got any ideas?"
Rick replied, "well, did you see the next dare email?"
"I did, but after what we did today, it doesn't seem all that exciting to be honest."
Maxine chimed in, "well then we can just come up with better dares ourselves. Truth or dare?"
Pauline took another sip of wine. "Oh are we doing this? OK, definitely dare."
Maxine seemed like she was prepared for this. "I dare you to go completely topless the rest of the night."
Rick watched as Maxine sat beside Pauline on the couch and took the phone from her. "Well, this shirt you gave me is too big anyway," Pauline shrugged, and pulled the loose t-shirt over her head. Then she reached behind, undid her bra, and threw it at Maxine and the camera. "Nothing you guys haven't seen already."
"How does this work with three people?" asked Rick. "Who's turn is it?"
Again Maxine seemed prepared. "We take turns asking, and each time you ask it can't be the same person you asked the last time. And anybody who chooses truth can just fuck off. We're not children here."
Everyone laughed.
"OK, so my turn," said Rick. "Maxine, truth or dare?"
"Let's just call the game Dare, agreed?" Nobody objected.
"Ok, Maxine. I dare you to turn all the lights up and open the blinds wide so the neighbours can see. Then do a striptease by the most visible window."
"You're advanced. I like this, my man. Alright."
Maxine handed the phone back to Pauline, who followed her around as she made the apartment as bright as it could be, and opened all the blinds. She stood in front of a large glass balcony door, and started dancing.