An Important Conversation

The girls were changed into their street clothes, their costumes already packed in their bags. They were leaving the leftovers of dinner with me but taking their Tupperware back - I’d demanded they take the last of the cookies since my metabolism wasn’t as young and robust as theirs was. We were back in my game room, and they were packing their things.

I didn’t know what they’d talked about while changing, but judging by the heavy feeling in the room they may not have talked about what had just happened at all.

“Can you ladies sit, for a second?” I requested.

All three of them looked at me, then glanced around, then sat in their seats.

“Sorry,” Elyse blurted out.

“Don’t be,” Rhia quickly said.

I held up a hand to forestall anything else.

“First, I just want to say that I’ve very much enjoyed running this game for you three, and I intend to keep doing so,” I said, trying to keep my voice even. “All three of you are very fun young women to be around, even without the extra… shenanigans. So whatever else comes from what I’m about to say, I don’t intend to end our game, OK?” I waited for all three of them to nod. “That being said, there have been shenanigans and all good relationships, platonic or romantic or professional, need good communication, so we need to talk about it. Especially now that it’s… escalated. So here’s the deal - is anyone uncomfortable, right now, with what’s happened so far? No judgments allowed, just the truth.”

“I’m not,” Rhia said.

“I had fun,” Elyse said and then bit her lower lip a little nervously.

Tori shook her head, then decided she needed to be more forceful than that. “I wasn’t expecting what’s been happening, but I’m OK with it.”

“OK,” I said with a nod. “I’m OK with it too. The entire scene in the hot tub was a lot of fun, and hearing you ladies get into character and explore them was a blast from the DM perspective, I don’t know about you ladies but doing it naked definitely made it feel more ****.”

“Sometimes profs talk about how they used to be able to do ‘vulnerability’ exercises with senior classes,” Tori said. “Apparently they even put on entirely nude plays back in the day.”

“I think you mean back in my day,” I said with a little smirk. “And Rhia’s parents’. I was in one of those plays.”

“No fucking way,” Elyse said. “Really?”

“Yes, really,” I chuckled. “I’d show you proof, but there weren’t any photographs or recordings of it for obvious reasons.”

“It wasn’t exactly like outside though, at the end, right?” Tori asked.

“No,” I said. “There weren’t any explicit acts in the play.”

“Did you have sex with the other actors?” Rhia asked, trying to hide the fact that she’d probably gotten the story from somewhere else.

I hesitated a moment and then sighed. “Not on stage,” I said.

“That totally means you boned somewhere else,” Elyse smirked.

“Anyways,” I said. “Naked roleplay is a **** space, just like naked acting. And don’t think I’m some clueless middle-aged man and I didn’t see you all showing off for me and each other.” That got blushes from all three of them. “But vulnerability deserves protection. If we’re all comfortable with what happened tonight, then we need to talk about consent and we need to take the time to really decide what we’re consenting to. I’m OK with this game having sexual moments if you three are, but we need to set boundaries and respect them. That means I have to give you girls some homework; I need you to each write up a Consent List, one for me and one for the other girls. What sexual acts are you consenting to between us? Or between each other? Are you OK with stuff happening in front of each other, or would you want privacy?”

“How detailed do you want us to be?” Tori asked.

“As detailed as you’d like. Obviously the more detailed, the more specific we get, but if anyone ever says ‘No,’ or we set up a safe word for if someone wants to try out some consensual **** roleplay or something, everything stops without judgement so it can be addressed.”

“Works for me,” Rhia said.

“Same,” Elyse nodded.

“OK, then hopefully the second part of this isn’t too big a deal either,” I said. “We all need to get tested for STDs, and show each other the results. I’m not trying to judge your pasts, but I think we each deserve to know where we’re at and who we might be interacting with. And, to be frank with you ladies, I have a group of sexual partners already that I need to think about and protect, and that my experience hasn’t led to me having anything earlier.”

“What do you mean by ‘group of sexual partners?’” Tori asked.

“Other people I have sex with on a semi-regular basis,” I said. “And whom I trust very much not to expand their own sexual partner numbers without being just as careful as I am being with you three now.”

“So are you a swinger?” Tori asked.

“I think he’s saying ‘Nunya Business,’” Elyse told her roommate with a little smirk. Then she looked at me. “We’ll get the tests done.”

“Absolutely,” Rhia agreed.

“I’m not trying to hide things from you,” I told Tori. “But privacy is a concern with this sort of thing. And I don’t intend on spreading around with them what I saw tonight, or what might happen in the future.”

Tori nodded and swallowed. “OK, yeah, sorry. I just… have questions.”

“As long as you understand I might not answer some of them, questions are completely fine,” I said.

“Alright,” Rhia said. “So we’re writing out our ‘Yes’s and ‘No’s for sex, and we’re making sure we all have a clean bill of health before we do more ‘stuff.’ Anything else, Shane?”

“Just that I hope you get home safe,” I said. “And I’m looking forward to next week.”

This time, as I let them out the front door, I got a kiss from each other them. A full kiss, on the lips. With tongue. Elyse and Rhia pressed themselves to me as they did it, and I was surprised when Tori looped her fingers in my belt loops and pulled me a little closer.

“Goodnight, ladies,” I called after them as they headed for their car.

“Night, Shane,” they chorused back. Tori got into the driver’s seat, and Elyse got into the passenger side. Rhia stopped before piling into the back and pulled her crop top up, flashing me again for a quick moment as she laughed, and then disappeared into the car.

I shook my head, grinning and waving.

What a fuckin’ night.

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