Furtive Adventure Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Furtive Adventure Ch. 01

... far end of the parking lot.

"Well, look at miss fancy pants in a brand-new Lexus that she certainly did not pay for with her own money," Justin said with a grin as Jessica stepped down from her vehicle. He eyed her from head to toe, enjoying how she looked in her pink sundress and sandals.

"Mmm,MMM," he said appreciatively.

"You shut up!" Michael said.

Justin smiled. A smile that did not reach his eyes.

"Or what, kiddo?" he asked. "Just enjoying the scenery."

"Don't mess with Jessica, okay? I love her."

Justin raised an eyebrow. Jessica trudged across the parking lot with an oversize Hermès bag slung over her shoulder. When she saw Michael, she picked up her pace.

"You know this girl?"

"Yeah, old man," Michael said. "I just said I love her, like you'd know anything about that."

Justin grinned.

"Love, huh? What's she got that you love so much?"

"None of your goddamn business," Michael said.

"Listen, sport," he said. "There's plenty of pussy out there. Hers is not magical, believe me. And from the look of her, given the right situation that spoiled little rich girl will suck any cock and fuck any dick in the room. Maybe munch a pussy or two on top of that."

Michael growled and threw a punch at Justin, who ducked and landed a blow on Michael's stomach just to end the discussion. Michael doubled over, gasping.

"Damn, dude," Michael finally said. "Where'd you learn moves like that?"

"Fuckin' life, my man. Just fuckin' life."

"You ...

... hit Michael!" Jessica said, facing Justin with fire in her eyes.

"So I did," he said, "I ended a pointless conflict with minimal damage, ma'am."

"I deserved it," Michael said, rising to his feet. "Fair's fair. We good, Justin?"

"For now," Justin said. "Maybe think about taking a martial arts class when we're done?"

"Funny guy," Michael said. Then after a pause, he said, "But you've got a point."

"You alright, babe?" Jessica said, her arm around Michael's waist.

"I'm great now that you're here," he said.

She squeezed him and laughed.

"Let's get inside and kick things off."

The Game Begins

The group entered through a frosted glass door featuring the same bear logo as appeared on their invitations. Once they had all entered the reception area, the door closed behind them with an authoritative thunk. The white room was scattered with various chairs and sofas, a reception counter, and a table stocked with snacks and beverages. Calming framed art prints hung at intervals on the walls.

Justin tried the handle, then leaned hard into the door.

"No luck," he said. "My guess is that the this is reinforced glass and the only way out is by playing the game to its conclusion."

No one was there except the players. There were no staff of any kind to greet them or instruct them.

A large flat-panel display on the wall came to life with a chime. "Welcome to Furtive Adventure!" it said in bold lettering.

The text changed, accompanied by another loud ...