Role-play night

Amy found the panties in the laundry a couple of days later. “There is more than one load on these, they are caked,” she giggled and once again took a little sniff. “So pungent. I bet young guy cum is really potent.” She bit her lip as a wave of arousal washed over her and she threw the soiled panties into the washer. That had made up her mind. She was going to go and mess with Kenny.

She walked straight into his room. “Hey, Ken-ken. I’m bored, what are you up to?” She suddenly realised that he was on a video call. “Oops, sorry,” she said but didn’t leave.

“Who’s that?” came a voice over the speakers.

“This is Amy, it’s her house I’m staying in,” said Kenny.

Amy went over to the chair, put her arm around Kenny’s shoulders and bent down to be in the view of the camera. “Hi, Kenny’s friend,” she said and waved at the chubby young man on the screen. She was very aware that she was both pressing her chest against Kenny and that her posture gave the camera a great view of her boobs.

“Hi, Amy, I’m George,” the friendly guy waved back. “Kenny, why don’t you ask her?”

“Now?” winced Kenny.

“Come on, the worst she can say is no.”

“What do you want to ask Ken-ken?” said Amy, batting her eyes at him cutely.

“Well, George here used to host the role play nights at his place but he had to move and there isn’t room in his new place. The rest of them all live in halls so there isn’t really anywhere we can meet unless we hire somewhere. I was wondering if, maybe, we could host them here? It’s only once a fortnight.”

“Ken-ken, why are you so nervous about asking me that,” Amy said, squeezing him to her. “Of course you can.”

“What about Peter?”

“He won’t mind. He seems stern sometimes but he’s actually very easygoing. You can use the dining room and if need be we can eat in the kitchen.”

“Thanks, Amy, that’s great,” said George. “You are welcome to join in if you want to.”

“Join in? I don’t know, I’ve never done anything like that before. I’m not sure what to do.”

“That’s okay. Why don’t you sit in on our first session at yours and if you like you can help me out by playing some of the other characters if you feel like it.”

“Help you?” Amy queried.

“George is our DM, sorry, Dungeon Master,” explained Kenny. “He weaves the story and plays the other characters we meet on the way.”

“Okay, sounds fun. When are you guys coming over?” Amy asked.

“Thursday night, if that’s okay with you,” said George.

With that, it was settled and Amy left George and Kenny to iron out the details. She had been so distracted that she had even forgotten to tease Kenny. She loved meeting new people and she would be having several over in a couple of nights' time. She went off to find her laptop to find some good snacks to make for everyone.

By Thursday she was positively giddy with excitement. George was the first to arrive. He had come in advance to meet Amy and ensure everything was set up. George was an average-looking guy and he was pretty chubby but he was also confident and outgoing. He greeted Amy with a kiss on the cheek and thanked her for the use of her house. Kenny was jealous over how easily he talked to Amy. It was almost like she wasn’t some sexy goddess and just a normal person. He was self-aware enough to realise that it was his problem but he was still in awe over the ease of their conversation.

The three girls were the next to arrive as they had come together in Beth’s car. Lula was as colourful as ever, her short strappy top showing off her lean stomach and her low-slung jeans were skin tight, her toned legs and petite bottom wonderfully displayed. Beth was in black, leather-effect leggings and a long asymmetrical black T-shirt. Her large chest pressed against the fabric giving a faint hint of the texture of her bra beneath it. Meggan was a short dumpy girl who wore a supper frilly dress. She was nice enough but she always tried too hard and put people off her.

Amy was all over the girls and threw Kenny weighted looks as she recognized the names of the girls Kenny had said he liked. Beth was polite but her usual standoffish self while Lula and Meg enthused about how gorgeous Amy was and the three of them went off in a flurry of excitable chat leaving Beth behind.

“Would you, er, like a drink or something?” said Kenny, the most outrageously forward thing he had ever done.

“Yeah, I’m driving so tea maybe?” she said in her soft voice with a hint of vocal fry.

“Sure, the kitchen is this way.” That was the limit of Kenny’s flirting and he stood in awkward silence waiting for the kettle to boil until Beth wandered off to talk to George.

The three remaining “boys” arrived together a little later. Anuvab, a quiet but good-looking Indian guy, Kevin, who, if he had been better looking or more socially adept, might have got away with his cocky attitude and Dom, a slightly effeminate guy who was almost as nerdy as Kenny but who was saved by being a theatre kid and so was much more outgoing. All of them were enamoured of Amy and while Kevin had a good stab at being flirty with her his clumsy wording had led to an uncharacteristically awkward silence.

There was chatting and the opening of a few alcoholic drinks before the group headed to the table. There was a chair for Amy but when asked if she was joining them she said: “Peter’s late from work so I’m going to make him dinner soon so I’ll bob in and out and just watch this time if that’s okay?”

Pretty much everyone was happy for the attractive and effusive Amy to be there as much as possible so they all enthusiastically agreed that it wasn’t a problem.

The group, having done a few sessions already, jumped right into the story. Amy enjoyed the whole improvised storytelling and how George would drag them back to the narrative that he was trying to create and see how chance occasionally derailed his or his players' plans. Peter came in later and said hello to everyone so the group took a break and Amy brought in the snacks she had prepared.

To Peter, the boys weren’t far from what he had expected but he was still surprised to find girls there and he could appreciate why Kenny had highlighted the ones he did. They were both very different but both attractive. Meg was nice enough but she had come on so strong when he had been introduced to her that he found himself pulling away.

Amy and Peter had dinner together in the kitchen and talked about the young people in the other room. Amy was quite enthusiastic about what they were doing and it was at times like these that he remembered that she was actually closer to their age than his. It was a difficult thought and he had to reassure himself that she had very much chosen him. He tried not to let it worry him as she ate quickly to get back to the fun. He adjourned to the living room and tried not to think about the nerdy guys all visibly lusting after his beautiful wife. He adjusted his underwear to take the pressure of his growing erection.

Back in the dining room, George talked Amy into playing a non-player character or two. He would whisper things into her ear about what she should be doing and she did her best to play the part. She had to keep checking back with George over how she should respond but he gently eased her into it and she had to call on him less and less.

It wrapped up well after eleven and everyone departed thanking Amy for being a great host and full of compliments for her contribution. George stayed behind to make sure things were clean before he kissed Amy on the cheek, his hand casually on her hip. “Thanks again Amy. We couldn’t have asked for a better venue. Are you sure you're okay with us coming back here?”

“I had a blast and Peter didn’t mind so you are welcome to come back,” she said.

“Are you sure you don’t want to make a character? We could work them into the story.”

Amy shook her head and said, “sometimes my work shifts change and I’d hate to leave you guys in the lurch. I’d be happy to come and join in when I can though.”

“You are more than welcome. Goodnight, see ya’ Kenny,” said George and walked out to get to his car.

“That was so fun,” said Amy as they went into the kitchen.

“Yeah, it was a good session. I’m glad you had fun. I wasn’t sure if you would be into it,” said Kenny.

“I didn’t know if I would either but it’s just playing make-believe with some rules. I really got into it and everyone was so lovely. Well, mostly everyone.”

“Was it Kevin?” Kenny asked.

“Yes, he’s a little forward but not in a nice way.”

“I don’t think he's actually a creep, I just think he doesn't know where the line is.”

“Maybe I’ll warm up to him and that Meg girl is a little intense.”

“She’ll calm down a bit when she gets to know you. She did with me.”

“Did she come on to you?” Amy asked with a naughty grin.

“I think so. It’s hard to tell.”

“But you didn’t fancy her?”

“No, I wish I did but she’s just so…”

“Off putting?” Amy suggested.

“Yeah, that’s about right,” said Kenny.

“Anyway, I was meaning to talk to you about something.”

For a brief moment, Kenny feared she was going to bring up the panties. “What?” he asked, nervously.

“How can you be so nervous around girls when I saw you interacting brilliantly with everyone including those two hotties?”

“We were playing the game, it’s different.”

“It’s really not.”

“We are both in character. It’s not like I’m talking to them. My character is talking to their character. Neither of us is really who we are.”

“Ken-ken, you just described real life. We all put on facades. I don’t talk to the customers at the shop like I talk to you or Peter and I don’t talk to my girlfriends the same way I talk to my coworkers. It’s all characters, it’s just subtle. Have you heard of fake it ‘till you make it?”

Kenny sighed. “It’s not that easy.”

“It is.”

“It’s not!” said Kenny, angrily.

“Kenny, I…” Amy wasn’t sure what to say. She had never seen Kenny get angry at anything, let alone her.”

Kenny slumped into a kitchen chair and looked miserable. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t mean to shout. It’s just, I’ve heard that so many times. I wish I could fake it but I just get so…” He clenched his fist then let it hang by his side.

Amy walked over and crouched down in front of him. “What is it? You get so what?” she asked, tenderly.

“Around women. I want to talk to them but I’m so intimidated I can’t say anything.”

“You can talk to me okay.”

“Barely and only because you keep coming to hang out with me. Most girls wouldn’t put up with me stumbling around a conversation until I got used to them.”

“But why are you so intimidated?” she asked.

“Because I want them,” he said. “I want to touch them and kiss them and.. You know. Don’t know what to say and don’t want to be a creep, I want them to like me.”

“Those girls seemed to like you.”

“As a friend, sure but would they want to kiss me?” he asked.

Amy couldn’t honestly answer that so she decided on a new tactic. “Were you always good at electrical engineering?”

“Pretty much.”

“I mean when you were like six. Were you good at it then?”

“No, of course not.”

“Why not?”

“Because I was six,” he said.

“Because you hadn’t learned it yet. I’m going to find a way to help you.”

“That’s really nice of you Amy but…”

“Stop that,” she cut him off. “I’ll think of something and you won’t have a choice. I’ll **** it on you like my company.” She stood up and put her hands on her hips, looking proud. Kenny laughed a little. She stuck her hand out for him to stand up. He pulled him up and into a hug. “Talking to people is just a skill you can practice. I’ll help you through this.”

“Thanks, Amy,” he said, resting his chin on her shoulder. He then realised something and started pulling away.

Amy grabbed hold of him and wouldn’t let him go. “Hey, where are you going? We were having a moment.”

“Please, Amy, I’m getting…”

“A boner,” she said with a grin, still holding his body to hers.

“Please, it’s embarrassing.”

“Lesson one. Girls know guys get hardons. Don’t try to dry hump the girl and we will either politely let go or not. Sometimes we like to know that we had an effect on you and yes we can feel it, we can always feel it. So you’ve got a hardon. I’m okay with that now, finish giving me my cuddle.”

Kenny was tense as he stayed still. The slight pressure against his cock and the feeling of her breasts pressed against him were very pleasant but he was too panicked to enjoy them.

Amy held him close. She couldn’t help but think about his cock pressing against her. For a moment she considered touching it. How would he react if she took him out and stroked him off right here? How would he react if she kissed him? Her pussy tingled as these little fantasies flitted into her mind and her heart rate increased, forcing her to sigh. She let go of him, now feeling a little flushed herself. “There. Nothing bad happened because I could tell you had an erection. Go on upstairs. I’ll close off down here.”

They looked at each other with a lingering seriousness that spoke to both of their arousals. For a moment Amy wondered if he might do something. A part of her hoped he would. Then, Kenny smiled awkwardly and left the kitchen. Amy checked the doors and turned off the lights before heading upstairs. She peeked in on Peter but he was sound asleep. Needing to take matters into her own hands, she decided that a shower was in order. A moment later and she had the flow of water directed onto her clit whilst all the ways she could seduce Kenny flitted through her mind.