Richard's Rules

Richard laughed while Doris fumed. "Come on Margaret. This is what I've been waiting for!"

"That's your task, so do it!"

Doris pouted but dutifully knelt by the sofa while Richard got to his knees in front of her. "Come closer, Richard."

"No chance of that. She said no touching. If I got any closer I would be touching you."

Doris looked down at what she wanted – so tantalizingly close. "Rats!"

Doris, being extremely tall had very long legs; their kneeling position did nothing to lessen her height advantage. She bent forward and Richard leaned in and turned his face up to meet hers.

"Hands behind backs!" Margaret commanded.

"Okay, okay," Doris grumbled.

Richard had a hard time keeping a straight face during the kiss as Doris tried every move she could think of with her tongue. At the end of the minute Richard sat back on his heels. "Wow. That was some kiss."

"I told you. I have experience."

"I'll say!"

Margaret announced "That completes two turns around the table. Shall we go on?"

Doris looked at Betty. "Everyone isn't naked yet. I say we go on."

Betty glared back at her.

"Let's try one more round, then. But first, time for another break."

Margaret and Lisa passed out another round of cold beer and soft drinks. Richard immediately took his and held the cold bottle to his raging erection. Only Doris seemed to notice. "I can take care of that for you."

"I'll need something before this evening is over, that's for sure."

"I'm your gal for that. My specialty."

Richard walked around the room and tried to take his mind off his excitement and visited the bathroom when it became vacant. He laughed as he heard Doris call through the door "No handwork in there!"

When he came out and everyone settled back down Richard shuffled and dealt.

What a miserable hand. Richard's pair of queens ruled, but there were three bust hands. Emily had jack high while Margaret and Betty both had ace high. Second high cards were compared and found to be kings in both hands. The third highest card in Betty's hand was a queen and Margaret's was a jack.

Richard pondered. "Let's see. Let's try something different. Emily, suppose you give Lisa a hug and a kiss."

Emily's head snapped up. "What?"

"Come on, Em," Lisa said in a soothing voice. "It's not like we haven't done that before."

"But never like this."

Richard said "If you are uncomfortable you don't have to. I just thought it would be a way to ease you into something a little more adventurous, but with someone you know."

"Em. We're friends. We hug all the time. This isn't so bad."

Emily shrugged her shoulders. "Okay. But quick."

Lisa stood up and Emily reluctantly followed. Lisa initiated the embrace and Emily put her arms lightly around her friend, their breasts crushed against each other. Lisa whispered something into Emily's ear. Emily nodded and the two girls shared a quick kiss. Before they sat back down Lisa gave Emily's hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Doris, you have been anxious to kiss and touch. How about you and Margaret share a tender moment?"

Margaret shot Richard a sharp glance, but set her jaw and stood up. Doris wrapped her arms around Margaret in a tight embrace and mashed Margaret's face between her breasts. Doris loosened her embrace and leaned down to give Margaret a major league kiss.

When they sat down Margaret said "Well, that's certainly something I've never done before."

Doris added "Me too. I kind of liked it, though. You know I'm always open to new experiences. Hey Mags, maybe we can try it again sometime, huh?"

Margaret scowled at her and picked up the cards.

It didn't take long to find the lowest hand, as Betty showed a nine high bust. After Emily's pair of sixes Lisa turned over an ace high. Richard's full house won the hand.

"I'm getting to like this. Betty, you are the only one with any clothes. While you take them off I'll think of something appropriate for Lisa."

Everyone else was naked already, so Betty didn't stall. She stood up and quickly slid off her last piece of clothing to reveal a smallish triangular black patch of what appeared to be largely straight hair more or less flat against her body. "Nice, Betts," Doris commented and Betty turned deep red.

Richard rubbed his chin in mock contemplation. Lisa put her hands on her hips and demanded "Enough already! Just get on with it. Want me to do a dance or something?"

"No, I've got a better idea. You and Margaret have had some cross words with each other tonight..." Betty tittered, "Nobody actually uses words like 'cross' anymore." "... and so I think you should go and give your sister a hug and sisterly kiss to make up."

Doris clapped her hands "Yeah! C'mon Mags. Hug your sister."

"Shut up. Are you serious, Richard?"

"Absolutely. I think siblings should be friends, don't you?"

"All right. Come here, Lisa"

The girls embraced each other and shared a peck on the lips. Margaret whispered something in Lisa's ear and she responded "Oh yeah? Ten times more to you!"

"Well. Ladies, I don't know what was said, but it didn't seem to be too sisterly."

"It was sisterly for us," Lisa fumed as she sat down again. "Whose deal is it anyway?"

Doris picked up the cards and dealt mostly good cards to everyone. Betty was dismayed to have a jack high and Richard was surprised that his pair of eights was next lowest. Lisa looked at her two pair, aces and fours, and rubbed her hands together. "Well, Richard. Turnabout is fair play, don't you think?"

Richard smiled and shrugged, knowing she would think up something 'adventurous' for him. He wondered what she could possibly think up for Betty's penalty.

Lisa pointed at Richard and Betty. "You two are supposed to be good dancers. Dance. Together."

Richard said "By rule Number Two I rule out a slow dance. That would just get messy for Betty and maybe the rug. I'm willing for a jitterbug, though. How about you, Betty?"

Betty looked relieved at her penalty. Richard and Betty stood together holding hands waiting for Margaret to find a record to put on the record player, and he caught Betty looking down at his erection.

Margaret stood shuffling through a handful of record albums. "Dad likes the old stuff. Is 'In the Mood' by Glenn Miller a good one?"

"It will do nicely."

The music started and Richard led Betty through some turns and spins, even leading her to do a cartwheel move as he held her waist. When the dance was over the other four clapped. Doris noted "I never thought about what the body was doing during a dance. I think from now on I'll call you Bouncing Betty!"

Betty turned crimson and crossed her arms across her chest.

"I don't know what to call you, Richard. Bouncing is already taken. How about 'Waving Richard?'"

Margaret laughed until tears ran down her face. "Yes! Bouncing Betty! Waving Richard! I love it. After that show I almost forgive you for making me kiss Lisa."

Betty had to uncross her arms to shuffle and deal the cards. Emily was pleased with her two pair, but Lisa was worried about her pair of fives. Richard turned over a pair of kings, followed by Margaret's straight. Doris showed a pair of eights, and Betty nervously revealed her cards, exhaling audibly when she had two pair.

Margaret was feeling her beers and hastily decided on Doris' penalty. She decided Doris should hug Betty and give "more than a kiss – touching is allowed." Betty was aghast, but Margaret paid her no mind as she turned her attention to her sister. "You too. With Emily."

"But we can't...I mean, we've never..."

"I told you I'd get you. Do it or drop out and let the big girls play."

Lisa looked at Richard, who shrugged and held his hands up to indicate that it was her and Emily's decision, and then Lisa glared at Margaret. "I'll show you who's a big girl. Come here Em."

"But...this is...isn't it wrong?"

"Not between friends. Let's show them."

If given any time to think about it Emily would have readily invoked Rule Number Two, but Lisa grabbed Emily's hand and pulled her up to a standing position and over to her. Lisa kissed her friend and briefly fondled a breast. When Emily didn't respond she took one of Emily's hands and pulled it over to her and placed it on her breast. Emily shrank back and sat down, wide eyed.

Lisa turned to Betty, who had been staring at them. "There. Top that, if you dare."

Doris said "We can do better than that, can't we Betts?"

Betty blushed and said "I don't know. It's..."

"Oh, get over it. Like Lisa said – we're friends, so why not." Doris put her arm around Betty lightly and turned, just so that they stood side-by-side with one hip touching to give everyone else a good view. She took her free hand and fondled one of Betty's breasts. "Hey, these are nice. I wish mine were this big. What do you think of mine? Go ahead, feel. I won't bite you."

Betty tentatively cupped one of Doris' breasts and squeezed gently. "They're soft."

Richard looked on in wonder and Margaret clapped. "Oh, yeah!" As Emily dealt he continued to shake his head in wonderment at what he had just seen. He never could have envisioned the game going this far.

Lisa smirked as her pair of tens beat Richard's pair of fives. Margaret gloated with a heart flush. Doris and Emily each had two pair, and Betty turned over a full house, sixes over threes.

Betty mulled her options. "Richard and Lisa. Let's see...together? No, no, no. Too obvious. Ooh, ooh, I know. Since we're apparently taking this to another level let's keep it there. Richard, I said that Doris'...boob...was soft. Why don't you check behind me on that and let me know if I was correct. Lisa, let's keep it in the family again. How about you compare Margaret to Emily? Same, or different? Let's find out."

Doris crawled over Margaret to sit facing Richard. "Come on, big guy. What do you think? I've been waiting all night for something like this." Richard used both hands to cradle and caress Doris, while she made some "mmmm" sounds. When Richard removed his hands he turned to Betty. "You were absolutely correct. Soft as pillows."

Doris went back to sit in her place and Richard scooted back so Lisa and Margaret could move closer together. Margaret glared at Lisa. "Don't grab."

"I wouldn't think of it. Isn't gentle the way the big girls do it?"

"Shut up and just get on with it."

Lisa caressed Margaret's breasts for an inordinately long time while she closed her eyes and screwed up her face in mock contemplation before pronouncing her judgment. "I think I like Emily's better."

Emily turned three shades of red and crossed her arms over her chest as Lisa returned to her place and Margaret muttered "Twit."

Lisa dealt the last hand of the round and announced "this is the last one for me." Emily vigorously nodded added "Me too."

Margaret said "I think we've accomplished what we set out to do...and more."

Doris came up with a queen high, and Lisa turned over an ace high bust. Margaret's kings and tens won the hand. She still felt a little vindictive toward Lisa. "Okay sis. Why don't you and Richard...let's see...kiss and touch each other wherever you want."

"I'll just make one thing off limits, for reasons stated earlier."

They kissed and Richard ran his hands over Lisa's body – caressing and fondling her breasts the way he remembered she liked and lightly brushing the red bush, without probing deeper. Lisa closed her eyes all the while as he touched her. When he stopped she caressed his face, chest, butt and legs, brushing against his balls and coming dangerously close to forbidden territory.

As Richard and Lisa touched each other Doris rested a hand in her lap, but one finger, out of sight, seemed to be busy.

When Lisa sat back down Richard exhaled sharply a breath that made his cheeks puff out and said "If it was any hotter in here I'd explode."

Doris laughed "Oh, I'd like to see that!"

Margaret eyed Doris. "Okay, girl. We have one last task. Here's yours. You do the same with Betty."

Betty blurted "Why always me? Why can't she do somebody else?"

"Who? Emily? Lisa?''

"Yes, Lisa! Doris would like that. She implied as much earlier."

"No, I think I like to see how many more shades of red you can turn. Loosen up."

Doris put on a hurt expression. "What? You don't like me anymore, Betts?"

Betty gave an exasperated sigh. "All right. Let's get it over with. This is the last thing, right? Who goes first?"

"Do me first!"

Doris leaned toward Betty and Betty lightly ran her hands over Doris' body, grazing her nipples and barely touching her upper thighs. Doris moved her body in an attempt to direct Betty's touch, but Betty remained rather timid.

When Betty removed her hands from Doris and sat upright Doris said, "You know, Richard gave me some ideas." Betty turned many more shades of red as Doris guided her hands over Betty's breasts (which she couldn't resist giving a little squeeze to, along with a gentle pull on her nipples), butt, belly and combed her fingers through the black thatch. Unlike Richard she didn't stop at light brushing, but plunged a hand into the thicket and momentarily let a finger wander between the fleshy folds. When Betty gasped and gave a shocked expression Doris withdrew her hand.

After a period of silence Margaret said "okay boy and girls. Time for the next stage. This is where we get down to business. We need to decide how we will divide Richard up for the weekend."

Richard threw the back of his hand across his eyes in mock horror and said "O, I feel so cheap! I'm nothing but a piece of meat to you!"

Doris stared down between Richard's legs and said "You got that right!" For the first time all night Richard reddened as the others howled.

When she caught her breath from the laughter Margaret said "Ladies, I think we need to repair to the kitchen."

Richard had a tantalizing view of five wiggling bottoms disappearing down the hall toward the kitchen. "Hey, if you're going to leave me out here alone, how about another beer?"

Doris came out and handed him one.

"Hey, it's not open. How am I supposed to drink it?"

Doris lowered her eyes to stare and said "Oh, you want to DRINK it? I thought you just wanted to –ahem- cool off a certain part of your body."

"Wiseacre."

Doris retreated to the kitchen and shortly appeared at the entrance to the living room and tossed the opener. "Here's a church key, catch."

Richard snatched the opener out of the air and Doris went back to join the others. Before he drank it, however, he did hold it to a certain part of his body. He wandered around the living room, looking at the books on the shelves as he held the cold bottle against his raging hardness between swigs and then threw himself down on the sofa to await his fate. The game had certainly done nothing to give him any needed relief – If anything it had inflamed his desire even more. He wished they would make a decision so he could be with SOMEBODY, and soon.

"NOOOOO!" Doris' howl echoed down the hall. "That's not fair. I wasn't ready. We need to do it again."

After a brief silence there was laughter and Doris proclaimed "I should be first! He needs to be broken in for the rest of you!"

Margaret could be heard over the hubbub that ensued "We all agreed how the choice would be made. She won fair and square. We still need to decide how to divvy him up for tomorrow, though."

There was a general babble of voices but Richard couldn't make out anything in particular until Doris stormed into the living room. "I can't believe little miss goody-goody got you for tonight. But rest assured I have big plans for you tomorrow morning." Then she turned and stormed into the bedroom with the twin beds.

Betty come down the hall, blew him a kiss and followed Doris into the bedroom. The door closed behind them. Doris could still be heard fuming.

Margaret and the two younger girls came into the room. Margaret tossed him a bath towel and pointed to the sofa. "Here's your 'clothes' for the weekend. I have taken the liberty of removing your other garments to a safe place. If all you have is a towel I figure you're not likely to try to escape. You can sleep here on the sofa unless invited elsewhere. Understood? Turn the lights out when you turn in. Oh, and there is one house rule, and that is bathroom privacy. There is only one bathroom, so anyone in there is to be left alone."

He tied the towel around his waist. "I wouldn't think of escaping. I'm waiting to see what you have cooked up. Remember the Rules, though."

"Yeah, yeah. We got that. Well, here's your partner for the night. Doris was upset, but first partner was chosen by the method we agreed upon. I wish you a good night, and I'll see you in the morning. We have a full day planned for you. Unfortunately it does not include going to the beach. Sorry."

Margaret turned and went into the larger bedroom with the double bed and softly closed the door. Richard's heart sank. It was obvious that none of the sexually experienced girls had been chosen – hence Doris's protests. Maybe it was at least Lisa, who seemed eager to learn. She wanted to know how to give him relief earlier, so tonight would have to be it. At least it would be quick.

Lisa pushed Emily toward the stairs leading to the upstairs bedroom. "Wait right here Richard."

"I'm not going anywhere."

He took a deep breath and reached for the beer bottle to use the last bit of coldness on his body. Then he turned off the lights in the living room and stretched out on the sofa to wait.

When he heard footsteps on the stairs he turned to see Emily step into the room. He groaned inwardly. Not only did he not get an experienced girl he got a shy virginal one. All thoughts of relief fled from him. In the dim light filtering into the room through the curtains from outside he noted her light short night gown and panties. She sat nervously on the sofa next to Richard and bit her lip, unsure of what to do. Sensing her hesitancy, Richard put a reassuring arm around her shoulder. "You know, you don't have to do anything."

"It's not so much that I don't want to as it is that I've never been in a situation with a boy where there would be.....intimate touching. I don't know what to do. I've never had sex, and really haven't done anything more than kissing on dates. Tonight has been full of firsts. This has been the first time I've seen a guy without clothes in my life or have a guy see me without anything on. I've certainly never touched a girl before, or had one touch me. This whole weekend is just so confusing."

"Look, Emily, I won't put you in a position that compromises your principles. Apparently I'm yours for tonight, and we can do whatever you want. It's nobody's business what we do. If you want to sit up all night and talk, I'll do that. If you want to go upstairs to bed, you should do that. Don't feel there is any pressure to do anything else."

"Thanks. Lisa told me a little about you, and how you wouldn't take advantage of me. I see she was right about that. I can't decide what I should do. On the one hand it's been a long day. It's after one and I'm really tired, and would like to go to bed. On the other hand, I have a chance to do something I have only dreamed about – I mean spending the night with a guy. I just don't know if it is the right thing to do."

"I'm committed to do whatever you want, but you shouldn't do anything you don't feel is right. I'm assigned to the sofa to sleep, but if you wanted to you could lie here with me for a while and we could just talk. Or, if you want the sofa, I'll sleep on the floor."

"I think I would like to talk awhile."

Richard, towel around his waist, stretched out on his side on the sofa and Emily laid beside him and facing him. She apologized for being so naïve, but he reassured her.