"Take off Connor's shirt and feel up his pecs and abs"

"I dare you to take off Connor's shirt and feel up his pecs and abs."

"You don't need to dare me to do that," Ria said. She eagerly pulled Connor's tank top over his head. Connor made sure to flex his pecs and shoulder muscles as she did, dazzling her before she began running her hands all over him.

"Truth or dare," she asked Connor.

"Let's go dare," he answered.

"I dare you to do a handstand," Ria directed. A sly grin crept over her face. "Naked."

Connor's eyes went wide at the suggestion and grew even wider as Ria grabbed his sweatpants and began pulling them down. This time it was Ria's eyes that went wide as Connor's cock sprang into the open, pointing directly at her lips. She licked them hungrily.

"The handstand!" Tracy shouted, noticing what my wife was about to do if left uninterrupted.

With a groan, Connor reluctantly stepped away from Ria and flipped himself up into a handstand position. Then, for extra enjoyment for the women, he bent his arms and then straightened them out again, doing a handstand pushup - buck ass naked. Every muscle on his nude body went rigid from the effort. He did it maybe two dozen times, without stopping. Ria's eyes bugged out of her head.

"Wish I could do that," I whispered to Tracy.

"Don't be silly," she whispered back. "We don't need two Connors. Ria and I both want to fuck you every bit as badly as we want to fuck him."

Connor finally got back on his feet, his face beet red from the head rush.

"Shane, you're up!" he called out as he sat back on the couch. Ria was all too happy to climb back on his naked lap.

"I'll go Truth this time," I answered.

"How much of this was actually planned?" Connor asked.

"I'd like to say none of it, but I'd also like to say all of it," I tried to explained. "The truth is probably somewhere in the middle. Ria and I wanted to get you guys back together. We also wanted to fool arund with each of you. We didn't explicitely discuss before the trip that this would be the end goal, but I think we would both agree that it was what we were hoping would happen. I don't think either of us really, truly knew how it would play out, though."

"Shane had the most faith for sure," Ria chimed in. "Especially after that first afternoon when Tracy walked in on me and Connor. That was a rough time."

"How did you know how it would play out?" Tracy asked.

"I knew that you guys really loved each other," I answered. "And that you really loved us. I knew you'd understand that we weren't trying to hurt you. And I had faith that you really wanted to keep playing the game."

"We really did want to keep playing the game," Connor said with a laugh.

"OK," I said, looking at Tracy. "Truth or dare?"

"I'll take truth this time," Tracy responded. "I don't need you making me do naked push-ups or something like that."

"Speaking of planning," I began. "Did you move that mistletoe in the bathroom?"

Tracy blushed and looked down.

"I'll take that as a yes but since you didn't actually answer, it doesn't count toward my truth so I get another question. Did you wait for me in the bathroom or did I just happen to walk in on you twice in two days brushing your teeth half-naked?"

Tracy's face became even redder. "The first day was a coincidence, I swear." She raised her hand in oath.

"And the second time?" I asked.

"That wasn't a coincidence," she confessed. "I was waiting. But not for you. Well, not only for you. I was waiting for anyone, really."

My ears perked up. She continued. "Like, if Connor would have come through the door I would have jumped his bones too."

"And, what about Ria?" I asked. Ria stared on in anticipation.

That mischevious grin spread across Tracy's lips. "Then I guess you and Connor would have gotten quite the show that morning."

Jesus.

"So, Ria," Tracy said, turning her batting eyelashes to my wife. "Truth or dare?"

Ria gulped. Her face flushed red even through through her tan, Latin skin. Her mouth formed the words but her voice came out weak, not quite unsure, but almost as if she was willing it from her body.

"Dare."

"I dare you to kiss me."