Naked on a Dare

Naked on a Dare

India T. Norfleet

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© 2013 by India T. Norfleet

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This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, places and events are the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously.

“
C
ome on, Asia, hurry up and choose. Truth or Dare? You know we got to be in the house before the street lights come on,” said Ricky, the neighborhood bully.

“Okay, I will if you would just shut up for a minute.” Asia really didn’t want to choose dare, but she was tired of being teased for always chickening out on her dares.

“Yeah, Ricky, shut up and let Asia think,” Asia's best friend, Natalie,  yelled.

All of the neighborhood kids had gathered down the street at the city park to enjoy the last days of beautiful weather, extended play hours, and timeless childhood games. It was 6:41 on a Friday evening, at the end of a long super humid summer. Summer was finally about to come to a close in just a few short weeks, but you couldn’t tell by the cinematic scenes on this block. The sweet, spicy
aroma of barbeque lingered in the evening air, and not even a hint of a cloud in the pretty blue sky. Maze, featuring Frankie Beverly, could be heard from miles away. The adults sat on their front porches playing cards, and sipping on fresh squeezed lemonade, while rocking to the beat and keeping an eye out on the children and the neighborhood. This scene on the west side of Detroit, with its slowly setting sun, was picture perfect. 

Though this tradition was pretty much obsolete with the children of this generation, it wasn't to the children that lived in the third block of Wisconsin. They knew that if they weren’t home before the street lights on their block illum
inated, there would be grave consequences. And most times, you would be able to hear very clearly just what those grave consequences were, as the close knit neighborhood settled down for the night.

“You shut up Nat,
ain't nobody even talking to you.”

“Well I'm talking to you, clown,” Natalie said, as her hands flew to her hips.

“Okay, okay, dare, Ricky, I choose dare.”

“Dang, finally.”
Ricky shook his head.

“Okay, I dare you to go kiss Tony.”

“What? No!” Panic was now suddenly visible on Asia’s innocent face. She wanted to bolt but knew that she would never live this down, and if she didn't agree to the dare, she would never be included in this game again.

“That's your dare, go kiss Tony, or get ready to get punched ten times in your arm,” Ricky said, pounding his fist into his hand.

“It's only five times, Ricky.”

“Oh my God, Nat, shut up.”

“Fine, I'll do it,” Asia said, trying to hide her increasing fear.

“Good, come on everybody.”

All of the other kids, who were playing Truth or Dare, quickly fell in step and headed toward the other side of the park, where Tony and Asia's twin brother Austin had run to the ice cream truck. Tony was laughing, as he stood next to Austin. He bit into the head of his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle ice cream as Asia walked up to him.

“Uh, Tony, I need to tell you something.”

“Okay, what is it?”

“Yeah, sis, what's so important that you had to interrupt us?” Austin asked.

“Yeah, cause we were just-”

Asia had quickly leaned over and pressed a small peck to
Tony's soft, cool, full lips. Excited Asia stood licking her lips and grinning. She could taste remnants of Tony's ice cream as she proudly took in her victory of no longer being known as the chicken of Truth or Dare. Then, just as quickly, what she'd done hit her like a ton of bricks.

“
Ooooo, I'm telling momma on you,” Austin said.

Embarrassment now covered her exotic features, and a single tear escaped her as she broke through the crowd of gawkers and ran all the way home. Natalie took off
after her and tried to catch up, but Asia unknowingly left her in her dust. Asia was three houses down from her home, when her mother walked outside with her gardening tools in hand, and began to tend to her lawn. Instantly, panic was visible on her face as she stood in front of her neighbor Ms. Jone's home, and tried to figure out how she was going to get past her mother. She saw her mother began looking around for her gloves, then head into the garage. As soon as her mother disappeared inside, Asia ran with all of her might, and didn't look back, until she was securely behind the locked bathroom door. Asia walked over to the window, as her choppy breathing slowly returned to normal, and looked up into the beautiful soft pink, and purple sunset that had now colored the evening sky. She exhaled as images of her kissing Tony were mentally stuck on repeat. Her eyes then wandered toward the park, and as she watched all the other kids clear out for the night and scramble home, she made a vow to herself that she would never go back to that park and would never play Truth or Dare again.

   
As soon as the blinking red stop light turned green, Asia turned left at Clairmount at the Lodge, and continued down the service drive until she reached Atkinson Street. After making another left, Asia lowered the blaring volume of Ahmad as he rapped about being a kid again. Slowing her speed, Asia began looking for the address that her mother had rattled off to her, on the ride over, about an hour ago. At the end of the second block of Atkinson, she'd finally spotted the house that she was searching for, it sat rather snug between two, two story homes on the left side of the beautiful tree lined street. Pulling up in front of the cottage style home, Asia cut the engine to her range rover, grabbed her purse and phone, and headed for the front door of Tony's home. She couldn't wait to see the surprised look on her brother's face once he saw her. Asia had only been back home a handful of times, in the last seven years, since moving away to college and making a life for herself. She couldn't wait for them to catch up on each other's lives. They used to be so close, before Asia's hectic schedule, as owner of her own greeting card company, started keeping her extremely busy. And she truly felt horrible for not scheduling more visits home, but back then getting her business off the ground was top priority. She'd even forfeited her chances to start a family. Her ex had asked her to marry him, and he wanted to start a family immediately. But she just wasn't ready to make that kind of commitment so early in her adult life. Now that she was staring thirty in the face, the irony of wanting a family now was not lost on her. And to make matters worse, last she'd heard, her ex was happily married and expecting his third child any day now. Meanwhile she didn't have any potential prospects, and thanks to her most recent blind date from hell, she'd given up on finding love or anything remotely resembling it. As she strutted up the walkway in her red bottoms, she wondered what new adventures awaited on the other side of thirty. If just maybe she'd get another shot at, something she'd found herself fantasying about more and more lately, a second chance at love. Before she had a chance to ring the doorbell, the door flew open.

“Hi, can I help you?”

Instantly, Asia was speechless, because this man standing before her in hoop shorts, a beater clinging to his broad chest, and perfect six pack, couldn't be Tony. As she continued to take in his features, she also noticed that Tony sported a goatee, and had waves, instead of the shoulder length braids that he swore he would never get rid of. Asia never knew her panties could get as wet as they were right now.

“Lady, can I-”

“Tony?” Asia asked.

“Yeah, and you...Asia?  Asia, woman what in the world are you doing back in Michigan?” Tony laughed, as he pulled Asia into his warm embrace.

“And he smells good too, Lord help me. Note to self, only date men who wear Black, by Kenneth Cole.

“Hi Tony, I came to surprise Austin for our birthday. My mom told me that he was over here trying to tame a wild pre birthday party hangover from last night.”

“Yeah, we were out all night getting in everything we could,” Tony said, as he grabbed Asia’s bag, stepped aside, and motioned for her to enter his home.

“ Yeah, I could just imagine.” Asia laughed.

“But he left my place this morning, said he had some business to take care of and that he'd be back in a few.”

“Oh, okay, we'll do you mind if I wait here for him. I've been searching for him all morning, and I really don't have the energy to drive anywhere else until after I get in a quick catnap.”

“Yeah, of course.
You know that you're always welcome here.”

“Oh, wait, do you need to get permission from your girl first?”

“Asia, quit playing and get in here. I'm not dating right now. I’m screwing a few chicks, but nothing serious.” He laughed.

“Same old Tony I see.”

“Hey, when I find a woman worth changing for, I will.”

“Touché”

“Come on, let me show you where you can crash.”

“Okay. And again, thanks so much for allowing me to intrude on you.”

“Not a problem. Anytime,” Tony said, as they rounded the corner to his guestroom, and he held the door open for her to walk inside.

“Besides, you have been intruding since I’ve been friends with your brother. So after twenty-five years of friendship I'm used it.” He laughed.

“Shut up.” Asia smiled.

“You are so not funny.”

“Oh yeah, well your lips are telling a completely different story.” Tony lingered a little longer than he intended to, and his eyes began to travel the length of Aisa's body, but he quickly caught himself and headed for the door.

“Well, uh, make yourself at home. And call me if you need anything. If you want to shower, towels and washcloths are in the lining closest to your right at the end of the hall. And so are extra pillows if you need them.”

“Alright, thanks again Tony, I really appreciate this. I just need two hours and then I'll be out of your hair.”

“Take all the time you need Asia. Take all the time you need.” Tony winked,
then closed the door behind him.

Once Tony was gone, Asia fell back into the softness of the king sized bed, placed her hands over her head, and tried to make sense of the sexual tension she was feeling for Tony. Aside from a kiss during the childhood game of Truth or Dare when they were younger, there had never been anything between them. Though, after practicing celibacy for the last three years, and not because she wanted to, but because she was tired of getting hurt, she'd very much welcomed the familiar stirring between her thighs. After tossing and squirming for about an hour, with images of Tony pleasuring her with his tongue, and then with what she'd imagined to be his long thick dick, Asia jumped up and went in search of Tony. She was still restless but it was for a
different reason altogether now. When she found him, Tony was in the den stretched out on the circular sectional watching Scandal.

“Woman, why aren't you resting?” Tony asked, when he noticed a tired, yet very sexy, Asia, standing in the doorway.

“I can't sleep.”

“Well come on over here and tell me what you've been up to stranger.” Tony sat up and patted the cushion to the right of him.

“Oh, so I'm a stranger now?” Asia laughed, as she sat down with her legs tucked under her just like she'd done as a child.

“Yeah, what else do you call someone
whose been MIA for the past seven years?”

“I've been home a few times before now; you were just never here when I came home to visit.”

“A few times in seven years is still not enough, Asia. Your family, and the crew, were missing you like crazy. I see that you’re still selfish. Guess you haven't matured much over the years, huh?” Tony said irritably.

“Whoa, Tony, what in the hell is that suppose to mean? I came home as often as I could, so how dare you judge me. You know what, maybe I should just go,” Asia said, frowning as she jumped up and ran to the guest room.