No answer is still an answer

“I’ll take a punishment!” Mom replied, having already taken her socks off previously and now loosening one strap on her dress.

The fact that she didn’t answer the question was already pretty revealing in and of itself, but Mom didn’t seem to think of it that way, everyone separately shooting you a knowing look as they knew what she hadn’t revealed.

Each look only made you smile more and Mom obliviously let some air out of her nose in a huff as if she was pouting before she reached over to spin the bottle.

She froze however as she leaned forward, as if her outfit had revealed something to her. She looked over in your direction with wide eyes before she tried to play it off, spinning the bottle and moving to sit even more like how Sarah was. You could tell she had only just realised that you had taken her underwear and how precarious her situation now was if she was going to take any more punishments in the form of removing clothing.

She couldn’t relax for long however as the bottle pointed straight at you and you made your decision quickly knowing she was still reeling from her revelation.

“Dare” you stated, finding it hard to believe Mom could come up with anything too harsh.

Although you could see her asking something too innocent if you went with truth, making your choice pretty quickly while being able to catch her off guard.

“Well, uhmm…” she went to stutter.

Lucy wasn’t going to help Mom out like she had done Grace but you could see Rebecca was looking over like she wanted to help.

“I’ll add a new rule in that if you help another player with their questions or dares, you have to take a punishment” you said, giving Rebecca the go ahead to help Mom if she was willing to pay the price.

That made her hesitate a bit more but she still leaned in towards Mom and whispered in her ear, Mom looking relieved at whatever Rebecca was telling her.

“I dare you to give someone in the room a massage until the bottle next lands on you” Mom dared, seeming happy with that suggestion.

“Okay, I can do that” you accepted, an idea suddenly coming to mind.

“Who’s was that idea, yours or Rebecca’s?” you asked, trying to act like the question had no significance.

“Rebecca’s…” Mom quickly answered, speaking before she realised whose name she had just said.

Lucy started to quietly laugh but she couldn’t hold it in for long, her laugh acting almost infectiously as everyone else couldn’t help but smile to themselves.

“You had to know he was going to try and trick someone” Grace said, looking over to Mom.

“He got himself in the process though.” Sarah added, meaning you were heads up to move first.

To avoid making Rebecca awkwardly lean over like before, you got up and moved to sit on the sofa, letting Rebecca move back from where she had been close to Mom.

You felt proud of yourself for pulling that one off so you felt confident going into this kiss, wrapping one of your arms around Rebbeca’s back and dipping her slightly as your lips touched.

The woops and whistles from Emma as she urged you on only made you smile into the kiss and the feeling seemed to extend to Rebecca as well as she melted in your arms.

You were both smiling when you finished, leaning back enough away from her so that you could see her shoulders again.

“And you owe a punishment” you said, hooking a finger under one of the straps of her dress.

“I think I’ll choose your punishments though” you secretly whispered to Rebecca as you did so, seeing her eyes light up when you told her what your plan was.

You let her calm herself and while you considered staying where you were to watch the next kiss, you moved back to the floor, getting close to Emma so you could whisper to her too.

“You were right about giving people encouragement. I think some music would help too if you could find something for the right mood to play? I’ll give you a shoulder rub in return” you suggested, seeing if you could make a deal.

“Just a shoulder rub?” Emma teased back, expecting more out of you.

“Depends on how good of a job you do with the music” you shot back, giving Emma a quick pat on her behind before she got up.

Your eyes followed her as she moved across the room and over to the speakers, Emma going and connecting her phone so that she could search for what she wanted.

Meanwhile, Mom and Rebecca had gone back to the distance they shared from before.

“You okay with this?” Rebecca asked, having to be the one to lead.

“...Yes, I’m okay” Mom replied, having thought about how few punishments she could take right now.

You were expecting a chaste kiss but with Rebecca leading and Mom pushed with her back against the sofa, there was nowhere for her body to stop Rebecca’s advances until she gave in to the kiss.

You watched as the harsh wall she usually put up to feel some control slowly melted away and she let it go along with some of the tension she was feeling.

The kiss felt like it would have a slow burn to it but the two parted when the sounds of some jazz started to play in the background, Emma quickly turning the volume down from what the speaker was usually set at.

The result was as if you were all in a warmly lit bar from the 60’s, something that felt cosy and homely while also keeping some energy in the room for things to progress. You gave Emma a very enthusiastic thumbs up and she made the extra effort to turn on all the lamps before turning off the main overhead light.

She sat back down to a new and improved room that felt a lot more inviting for the game to progress in.

“How’d I do?” she whispered as she leaned in to you.

“Good enough that I think I’ll run out of body parts to massage before I’m done with you” you complimented, getting Emma to sit between your legs so you could hold her from behind.

Mom and Rebecca seemed to have a moment to themselves as they each checked to make sure the other was okay with what happened, the dimmed light making them feel more comfortable having a quick chat to themselves.

Before Emma was fully settled as well, you positioned yourselves closer to the middle so you could still reach out for the bottle if either of you needed to spin it, like you were about to do now that it was your turn to spin.

You picked it up and held it in your hand but before you could prepare to flick it with your wrist, you were interrupted beforehand as a voice went to speak up.

Author's note:

Hi All, I've had some personal things pop up and while I've tried to keep on top of it, writing has been one of the things I've been letting slip and I know I'm gonna be busier in September on top of that.

So I'm gonna stick the Patreon on hold for the month of September so nobody will be charged and take a bit of a break.

I'd been hoping to ride this out but it felt a bit unfair to be getting more unreliable in chapter frequency.

By no means do I want this story to be unfinished, especially after 4.5 years at this point, but a longer break felt like what I need currently.

I obviously can't predict the future but hoping to see myself be more refreshed when I'm back in october :)

Ramble over, hope you are all okay with this and hope to see you next month :)