BSW Day 11 - Check on Beth

It's evening by the time that you and Lara get away and into the city to see Beth. You find her in her hotel room, wearing a soft robe and propped up on pillows, sipping champagne... it's about dinner time. Her hair is wrapped in a towel, and she's watching a smutty, historical TV show. On the screen, a sweaty, breathless woman in a fancy dress is bent over a fence in the countryside while a handsome man gives it to her and whispers romantic things in her ear.

Beth perks up when you arrive.

"Champagne? FUTA's buying," she says, pointing at the bottle in the ice bucket on a cart inside the huge suite.

"How do you feel?" you ask her, going to the bed and sitting next to her.

She hiccups. "Pretty good. Famished, actually."

Lara sits next to you and looks Beth over, putting her hand on her forehead to check her temperature.

"You're worried about me. You're so sweet," Beth says. "I'm fine. Let's eat. There's a restaurant here and I can charge it to the room."

You aren't sure why Beth wants to spend all FUTA's money... you're all getting paid to participate, but you and Lara both want her to be comfortable and happy, so you agree. Half an hour later you're in the hotel's restaurant, the three of you at a table, eating fancy salads before your food arrives. You're drinking expensive, red wine.

"Why were we together last night?" she asks you. "I don't remember. You lot came to find me."

"We wanted to rescue you from that camp," you say.

"That's so sweet. And then I went mad, and you saved me. It's like a fairy tale," she says.

"Sure." You drink some wine. It didn't feel like a fairy tale at the time. You still watch her suspiciously, like she might... do something again. You love her, but... last night was traumatic.

"Security's a good idea," she says later, while you're eating dessert. "Those woods are spooky."

Lara just looks worried. Then she looks startled, and a second later you learn why. Beth is groping your thighs under the table. She must be doing the same to Lara. You knew this was coming. All afternoon and evening, Beth has had that look in her eye. Now she's horny and buzzed from wine.

"You know, it's very arousing to be rescued like a princess," she says.

"Are you offering a reward?" Lara asks dryly, filling her glass up again.

"You know you want one," Beth says, glancing at you. "She does."

"I know she does," you say, watching Lara.

"Is this where you give me permission to fuck your girlfriend?" Lara asks you.

"She's the one who has to give permission," you say.

"I could be convinced to do that," Beth says playfully, taking a seductive sip of wine. "There's just one thing that I would ask for in return. I want you both to do something for me."

"Didn't we do enough?" you ask.

Beth gives you a look and kicks you under the table. "Do you want to get laid or not?"

"We should keep an eye on her tonight," Lara suggests. "To make sure she's OK." Oh, great... so Lara's horny now too. Are you the only one worried about Beth? Apparently. Well... you had better play along. You want to be close to her in case she's not OK.

So you look across the candle-lit table at your girlfriend, who is obviously in a very good mood.

"What do you want us to do?" you ask.