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All Characters are 18 years or older.
This story is a bit of a slow burn dual-story that very much requires the reader to start from the beginning. It does not require intimate knowledge of D&D or other TTRPGs, but is very much about playing those sorts of games and the fantasy of roleplaying. The two stories are those of the Players, and their Characters. As such this story comes with a warning of having strange Point of View/Narrative hotswaps in the middle of chapters as the players around the table move in and out of character.
In this chapter you can expect oral with some exhibitionism/voyeurism.
Session four of the campaign ramps up the intrigue as the adventurers try to squeeze out every ounce of manipulation they can, and the group talks consent before things get steamy around the game table.
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Chapter 30
"So, Rhia told me how it went," Mel said. We were sitting at my kitchen island, coffee in hand.
"Oh, yeah?" I asked noncommittally. I was still torn as to how much I thought I should talk to Mel about the game with the girls.
"She pulled the same stunt I did," Mel smirked, taking a sip of her coffee.
I snorted and nodded. "Handy, having a hot tub. You guys had to pretend to be at a public bathhouse, just hanging around on couches naked for the first time."
Mel barked a laugh and shook her head. "I can still remember the look on your guys' faces when me, Veronica and Rachel took our tops off."
"You say that like any of us had ever thought we'd see
three
gorgeous women doing that at the same time," I said.
"Good point," Melissa said. "How were they? Nervous?"
"The same nerves we had, doing that play," I said. "They decided to skinny dip while still in the house, so they knew it was coming. Unlike you, getting everyone tipsy and
then
springing it on them at the last minute."
Mel rolled her eyes. "I didn't have the courage or the backing of anyone else beforehand," she said. "Rhiannon has a bit of a leg up in that regard. Jesus, the
balls
on my daughter to even be doing this. It's still hard to wrap my head around."
I chuckled, taking another sip of my drink. "Rhia isn't the only one of them pushing the limits," I admitted.
"Really?" Mel asked, an eyebrow raising as she drew out the word curiously. "What happened, a little grab ass under the water jets?"
I cleared my throat, feeling my cheeks flush, and Mel laughed at my expression. "Shane, I don't think I've ever seen you this embarrassed, even that first time we fucked."
That first time, the first time in the Game at all that two people had gone full penis-in-vagina and not oral or some dry (and not so dry) humping, had been between us. Veronica and Jack had been the first to do oral and had quickly jumped to fucking right next to us on the couch of the old student housing place me and the guys had rented back in college, but Mel and I had been the first.
"Yeah, well, having your best friend suddenly climb on your cock is a bit surprising," I said. "Particularly considering I was roleplaying as an Ogre at the time."
"An
attractive, half
-ogre," Mel cackled.
I rolled my eyes, grinning at the memory. Twenty years of fucking between then and now and I could still remember the adrenaline rush.
"So who did what?" Mel asked. "It had to be Elyse, right? She's a spitfire - I like her for Rhia as a friend most of the time."
"Mel," I sighed.
"Come on," she said.
I sighed again. "I thought you said Rhia told you everything?"
"Well, obviously the little twit is keeping things back," she said. "Probably giggling about paying my back for not telling her the
real
stories of the Game for so long."
"Let me ask you this - if she starts asking me about how certain events happened in our past campaigns, or even what happened last week between Meliana and Stellan, what would you want me to tell her?"
"You and I both know it's different, Shane," Mel said. "I'm her Mom."
"And she's your daughter," I nodded. "Who is already well aware that, during the Game, we sometimes have sex. It's not my place to give her more details, and it would be betraying her trust in me if I did the same."
Mel narrowed her eyes and got that 'scheming' look in her eye.
"Mel," I groaned.
"No, no, it's fine," she said. "I'll just need to apply more pressure where it's needed. Maybe overloading my horndog of a daughter with details is the way to go."
"Better you get it from her than me," I said.
"Just tell me this; did you fuck anyone yet?"
"No," I said. "But... they are moving faster than we did."
Mel raised her eyebrow again but didn't ask any more questions.
Chapter 31
"What's up?" I answered my phone.
"Hey," Rhia said on the other end of the line. "Are you busy?"
"Not dramatically," I said, minimizing the graphic I'd been working on for the local AAA hockey team. They wanted a refresh of their graphics for the jumbotron screen before their next season and had thankfully come to me earlier than the week before the opening game this year. "What can I do for my favourite- Well, shit, I guess it's not fair if I say 'favourite college coed' anymore, is it?"
"How about 'favourite brunette coed?'" Rhia said, and I could hear the grin on her lips. "That way Elyse can be your Blonde and Tori can be your... Well, black doesn't work. Raven? Noir? Why
isn't
there a term like brunette and blonde for black hair?"
"Don't ask me, darlin'," I said. "I just speak the words, I don't make 'em up." I could
feel
her rolling her eyes at me over the phone - she'd done a lot of growing up, but she hadn't lost that teenage tendency yet. Then again, neither had her Mother.
"Well, as your favourite brunette college coed, I just wanted to call and say that from now on you have my permission to tell my Mom about what happens in our game," Rhia said.
"Oh," I said. It was a Monday and I'd seen Mel twice for coffee since the last session, and that second time she hadn't brought it up at all. "Are you... sure about that?"
"Yeah," she said.
"I assume you traded... something, to give that away," I said.
"She... might be... telling me things," Rhia said. "Old stories."
I groaned, and she snickered a little.
"Don't believe everything you hear," I said.
"Oh, I think she's telling
mostly
the truth," Rhia said. "Though she'll only tell me stuff about you, her and Dad. Nothing about anyone else."
"Which brings up an important note -
you
can give permission all you want for stuff that involves you, and your Mom knows pretty much everything about me already except for this game so I have no true shame - but that's not permission to talk about Elyse and Tori. The fact that your Mom and Dad know about them isn't super fair to begin with, let alone divulging details."
"Fuck," Rhia sighed. "OK, yeah, that's true. Let me think about that, OK? Maybe I should get permission from Mom to tell them."
"Whatever happens, you'll need to tell them everything," I warned her. "Including that you'd been hoping for this from the start."
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone. "Fuck," she finally said.
"Welcome to the real world, Rhia," I said. "Where secrets can hurt the ones we love."
"I'll figure it out," she promised.
Chapter 32
The girls came in like a whirlwind again. It was becoming their routine.
Elyse was first through the door, knapsack on her back and Tupperware in hand. She set the container down quickly on the table I kept my keys, not stopping her movement, and came right to me. The summer months were starting to get even hotter so it wasn't surprising that she was wearing a loose crop top and a pair of cute little daisy dukes. She swept her sunglasses up to the top of her head and raised her arms to pull me down into a kiss as she said, "Hey, Shaney."
The kiss hello was hot and heavy, her tongue pressing between my lips almost immediately. My hands went to her bare waist immediately, my thumbs landing on the soft feel of her ribs and tempted to travel up under her shirt. I managed to resist that urge and just kissed her back - she ended it by using the same trick that I'd used on her last week, tugging on my bottom lip with her teeth as she pulled away.
"Hello, gorgeous," I said a little breathlessly.
It was a simple compliment, really, but it made her grin broadly and I was reminded that while I'd gotten used to (and wonderfully enamoured by) her quirky, slightly tomboy prettiness she was often surrounded by girls like Rhia and Tori in the theatre program.
She bit her lip cutely, looking into my eyes with her grey orbs, and then gave me an extra little peck on the lips before slipping away to grab the container she'd set down and heading to the kitchen. Rhia was already following her into the house, burdened the same way with a backpack and container, though she was wearing a summer dress.
"Hi, Shane," she said as she strode up, leaning in and kissing me hello with slightly less immediate, upfront lust but just as much passion. Her free hand found one of mine and led it up to the side of her breast, encouraging me to grab a feel, but Tori's footsteps on the front porch behind her seemed to spook her a little and my palm only grazed her before she was letting go and pulling away, blushing. That one little touch revealed she was braless under the dress - a bold move for a woman so endowed as her.
"Hello, Rhia," I said with a smile, catching her hand again and pulling her into a full-bodied hug. This pressed her braless tits to my chest and she laughed, knowing what I was doing and hugged me back.
