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 Romance Friends Turned Lovers (MxF, Slice of Life, Romance, Smut) SherryBerryxDunkLunk

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by SherryBerry, Jul 4, 2018.

  1. SherryBerry

    SherryBerry Classy Minx Member

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    Charlette obviously was totally in her element in the water, venturing further out, turning almost child like as the waves crashed against her. She was a strong swimmer or else she wouldn't have gone out too far, dunking under and popping back up every few minutes playfully splashing him and spitting water at him.

    She couldn't do anything to hide her nipples reacting from the coldness of the water. Not in that white bikini top. And a few times when waves hit, it would slip the fabric to the side just enough but she was pretty quick to catch it when her upper chest was exposed.

    After a while, she finally waded back to shore, and as if like in the movies, the sun was making a lovely backdrop as she stood in it, her back to him, lifting her hair all up in a messy bun and letting it drop again shaking it all out to a wild curly kind of mane. She dug into her pack and draped her robe around herself but left it open, sitting on the blanket. She dug out their sandwich makings and smiled at him.

    She hoped he hadn't noticed her eyeing him up while they swam. He was in pretty good shape still. Such a strong sexy chest.. Oh and those eyes of his. And his smile.. She could only guess what was in the swim trunks. She gulped and shook her head blushing softly shaking the thought from her head.
     
  2. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    If he was completely honest with himself, Paul was hoping, if not willing for a wave to remove once and for all her bikini top. It seemed to be a hindrance, so get rid of it already. Alas, no wave took the initiative to cooperate. Just as well, he thought.

    Remaining in the water, he watched as she made her way back to shore. With Charlette's back to him, she messed around with her hair and something, something. Her ass happened to be on full display, so he wasn't too sure about the hair thing.

    Paul soon left the welcoming confines of the water, seeing as how she began the process of sandwich-making. About ready to plunk himself on the blanket, he noticed her blush. Sitting cross-legged, he reflected on why she seemed to blush so much. Because clearly, this wasn't the first time he had witnessed this happen. He wondered about what could possibly embarrass her so much.

    In control of the PB&J sammies, Charlette evidently did not require any further assistance. Paul's attention, meanwhile, diverted toward her open robe.

    Might be best if you look at that rock formation, Old Man.
     
  3. SherryBerry

    SherryBerry Classy Minx Member

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    Charlette smiled at him as she caught him taking a peek at her open robe. She waved a sandwich in front of his face, teasing him lightly. "You might want to pick your jaw up off that blanket before you try to eat."

    She passed him a can of Coke from her pack as well, and then bit into her sandwich, a little jelly getting on the corners of her mouth.

    Then, in an attempt to make conversation and also in a nonchalant but probably not actually very nonchalant way she asked him. "So... How about you? How's your.. dating life going? Or are you past that scene yet?"
     
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  4. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    You’re not as stealthy as you think, Old Man. She caught you looking. Paul merely shrugged, though he had to laugh at her sandwich teasing and comment about his jaw. “Touché, Charlette,” he complimented her, as really, when you’re busted, you’re busted.

    Accepting the can of soda with a nod of thanks, he observed as she dug into her own tasty treat. The left-behind jelly around her mouth was a temptation all its own. A temptation he would do well to ignore. Still, had he been eight years younger, he would have been all over that condiment, licking it off her face while also stealing a kiss.

    Uh, Houston, we seem to be developing a problem with Old Man here. Paul disregarded the mockery, though he had to admit its accuracy was spot-on. Once again, he was reminded as to just how sensible it was to accept her application to move in. To be fair, he had no idea she would exhibit such flirtatious behavior here, at home, and at the pizza parlor.

    Thankfully, Charlette spoke up, though what a doozy of a question she asked. “Dating life?” Paul reiterated, nearly choking on his delicious, classic combo. Lie, Old Man. Lie to her. Make some shit up. He scoffed at the advice, not able to see any good coming from dishonesty.

    “I, uh, that is to say,” he stumbled along the way. “I actually don’t have, um, a dating life at the moment.” Paul shrugged in defeat, stopping short of another bite, as he had a little more to add. “A girlfriend of just over two years apparently got a better offer, and that, as the saying goes, was that.”
     
  5. SherryBerry

    SherryBerry Classy Minx Member

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    Charlette was a bit surprised by his answer. But surely there had to be all kinds of women after him- He was fairly handsome... laid back... He had that mysterious, quiet thing going, too while also being friendly, outgoing, charming. Every time he would post his nature photos online he'd have tons of comments from very beautiful women.. Not that she paid much attention to that.

    Maybe he was a player then who didn't want commitment? But he did say the last relationship was two years... And not ended by him. Maybe he was still heartbroken? She wondered.. sure that maybe men heard that line more often... easiest way to get over someone is to get under someone else. She pressed a little more, but also didn't want to make him too uncomfortable. "Well.. sorry to hear that. But I bet you get some pretty prime pickings don't you? I think lots of girls like you."

    Not wanting him to suspect anything, she stared out at the ocean. Lots of girls like me she thought.. Oh, geez. She wasn't very good at hiding it she thought to herself. If he doesn't have it figured out by now...
     
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  6. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    PB&J heartily consumed, Paul then turned his attention to what was left of his Coca-Cola, guzzling it in the process. He absolutely loved the throaty burn from the soda, a burn that only Coke seemed able to accomplish. Another side-effect from his beloved cola was the propensity to belch. Hard, long, and deep. Being a part-time gentleman, however, restricted him from carrying out this heinous deed. At least in front of Charlette, anyway.

    Prime pickings?” he had to say it again, since he found it so amusing. Though he wasn’t about to tease her about it, as she appeared to be sincere about her observation. For some reason, he adored her naïveté. Ah, youth, he thought. She should know the truth, though, as he saw no sense in pretending to be something he clearly wasn’t.

    “Well, I’m not too sure about those prime pickings as you say, Charlette, but thanks for the benefit of the doubt,” he said, smiling warmly at her. “See, I don’t do the bar thing to pick up women. If I’m at a bar, it’s usually to have drinks with friends or to watch some sporting event, also with friends,” he pointed out. “And I don’t do that on-line thing either. That seems kinda creepy to me. So, um, no. Sorry, but no prime pickings for me,” he said, laughing all the while.

    Wishing to turn the tables, he decided to use her phrase against her. “Now, speaking of prime pickings, Charlette, I would imagine that with your looks and bubbly personality, guys would be falling all over themselves for your charms and attention,” he stated. He wanted to remind her of the stares directed her way when they were at Mama’s Home-Made Pizza, but thought better of it.

    Are you that blind, or just mildly stupid, Old Man? Eh? was his simple reaction, as Paul wondered what brought about the insults. Bless you, Old Man, for I see now you still don’t really, truly get it yet. Waiting for further explanation, it was eventually granted. You’d best open your eyes, Old Man. A storm is for surely headed your way.

    Now, what the hell did that mean? Paul speculated.
     
  7. SherryBerry

    SherryBerry Classy Minx Member

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    She finished up her sandwich, wiping her mouth on a napkin and tossing a few his way in the meantime. She took a guzzle off of her Coke as well, as she listened to him explain himself. She wiped her mouth on her sleeve, letting out an "Ahh" from the icy cool refreshment the Coke had provided.

    When he asked her the same question in turn, she blushed softly. Oh, she could use a line here... But flirting.. She didn't want to lead anyone on or move too fast. So she just shrugged and shook her head. "Sometimes but.. I'm trying to practice my picking better... All's I seem to attract are the scummy, immature, broken cheating loser types.. Frat boys." She shook her head again, looking at him. "Boys, not men."
     
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  8. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    Gazing at the sand nearby, he swallowed and listened to the type of men (or boys, according to her) she tended to attract. Not fooling himself, or her, he had no appropriate response to her last statement. So he chose to hold his silence.

    Too bad someone else didn't feel the same way. Wake up, Old Man. I cannot believe you are not fucking seeing what is so clear for you to see!

    Quit talking in riddles, ass-hat! was Paul's attempt at a reply.

    There are no riddles to speak of, Old Man! She fucking likes you! And SHE, a devious chuckle he knew he heard, is the storm that is headed your way. Sooner or later. . . .
     
  9. SherryBerry

    SherryBerry Classy Minx Member

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    As if he somehow knew what was going on, a text message from Dave buzzed on Charlette's phone sitting on the top of her pack. She looked at her phone and only glanced at the message before rolling her eyes and tossing the phone back.

    "At least your ex leaves you alone, right? I have a feeling mine may not." She didn't even catch her own error but her referring to Dave as an ex already only went to show just how finished she was.

    Wanting to not dwell, she stood up looking down at him. "So.. We going to look for some wildlife or do you want me to start posing?" She teased lightly.
     
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  10. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    "Yeah, and it's pretty sweet that she does leave me alone," he happily replied. "Can't imagine what the fuck we'd talk about anyways." Slowly realizing his faux pas, he softly said apologetically, "Um, pardon my French." Picking up on her subtle reference to Dave as an ex, he let it slide without comment. What was there to say? Seemed to him she had already made her decision. Somehow, he didn't think Dave had any inclination about these current events. As far as Charlete was concerned anyway.

    "Posing?" he helplessly asked. "Like, you mean posing with the towel? Cuz, y'know, everybody loves towels!" He knew he was treading water. And that water was deep!

    Remember that storm I mentioned earlier, Old Man? Not waiting for an answer, the Voice continued, Well, said storm has arrived, Old Man. And you already know her name. Hope you at least have an umbrella. Paul could do without the snickering, but whatever.
     
  11. SherryBerry

    SherryBerry Classy Minx Member

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    She giggled at his gentlemanly ways. It was kind of funny to hear him curse, but maybe he was starting to become more comfortable around her. Either way she took no offense.

    "Towel? No... In my swimsuit, silly." But, catching herself, she shook her head. "I'm just teasing..."

    But she wouldn't mind if he truly did want to. But she doubted it. That might be too tempting for him. She wasn't shy about flaunting herself.. She had lots of selfies on her phone for sure.
     
  12. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    Swimsuit. Crap, I was afraid of that, he thought. And really, whoever photographed towels other than the folded kind? Paul noticed she had a tendency to throw in an I’m teasing following whatever she might have said prior to it. In his mind, this tactic usually meant she was serious with what it was she initially said.

    What the hell? He was game if she was. After all, he was doing the easy part. Hoping he wouldn’t regret this too much, he stated, “Just tell me where you’d like to pose, with whatever backdrop you had in mind.”

    His swim trunks having long since dried, Paul slid his cargo shorts over them. He fished out his camera from one of the pockets, but decided he didn’t need the zoom lens. It’s not like Charlette was gonna be a hundred yards or more away; only a few feet would be separating them. Also, the camera model he brought had a built-in zoom, though he still doubted he’d ever need it.
     
  13. SherryBerry

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    She wasn't expecting him to be game for it. For sure, she thought he would just dismiss it and lead her out where the animals usually would roam. She blushed a bit, and raised a brow. "Really?... Do you want to?...."

    She looked back towards the water. "...Uhm well... I guess maybe over by the water." She shrugged. If he really wanted to, she would. But Dave wasn't going to get to see the pictures. His loss.

    She started to head back towards the water but lagged a little unsure of if he was serious or not. "You may have to direct me a bit."
     
  14. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    “Sure,” he responded to her questions, which seemed to surprise him. Charlette seemed eager when she first mentioned it, but now he wasn’t so sure. If she had a change of heart, he’d be okay with that, too.

    At her request to be directed, he simply smiled with a shrug. “I have no idea what or how for you to pose, Charlette. You see, I don’t usually photograph people. Just nature’s majesty and whatever creatures I’m fortunate enough to stumble upon.”

    Detecting a hesitancy from her, he stated, “We don’t have to do this, y’know. Not a problem either way.”

    Yeah, you wish, Old Man.
     
  15. SherryBerry

    SherryBerry Classy Minx Member

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    "Right.. But.. Well.." She seemed like she really wanted to say something, but then she was shaking her head, deciding she better not.

    She got down by the water and looked at him, smiling and shrugging. "Oh. It's fine. Maybe these can come out even better than my selfies. With a professional photographer doing the work." She complimented him shyly.
     
  16. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    At first, Charlette seemed unsure of herself; though he had a feeling it would pass soon enough. Seemingly on the cusp of saying something, she held her tongue instead. Her migration toward the water suggested she was rallying at the prospect of being photographed. A smile and compliment later, and Paul was convinced she actually wished to go through with this.

    He still had no idea whatsoever on how to direct her. So he proceeded to do what any professional (as she called him) photographer would do. Paul began to take pictures of her. Though sadly, he sorely missed the clicks and whirrs from his old Nikon. Digital cameras were just too quiet for his taste.

    At first, he just stood there, snapping shot after shot. He then began to alternate between horizontal and vertical views. On top of this, he experimented with his own poses: standing, sitting, kneeling, lying on the sand on his stomach, even shifting to his back to snap her upside down. Paul moved around, too, capturing her at different angles. One thing that remained constant, however, was no matter what angle he viewed her, curves of varying lethality was always in the frame.

    For some reason, a Soundgarden song popped into his head: Hands All Over. It wasn’t so much the tune’s lyrics, as he believed it leaned toward political shenanigans. But the title stood out for him. And it didn’t take a 4.0 GPA to realize why.

    You horny yet, Old Man? Paul brushed off the inane, but fair, question. He and his camera had further focusing to do.
     
  17. SherryBerry

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    Charlette seemed a little tense and tight at first, a light blush on her cheeks, a shy and awkward smile on her lips as she took the robe off again, her pert nipples peeking through the white fabric of the swimsuit.

    But, once she started talking with him, she started to loosen up more. She was smiling and giggling and having a genuinely good time in the sand and waves lapping up on her. The water was cold making her nips more evident, but she couldn't really hide it... And maybe, just maybe him photographing her was somehow slightly turning her on. She tried to be quick again with readjusting the top whenever the waves would try to tear it off of her.

    Thinking on the old pin ups she tried some of those classic poses, laying in the sand, standing, etc. She was sure he was getting excellent pictures.

    Looking at him she smiled, and asked. "So what are you gonna do with these? "
     
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  18. dunklunk

    dunklunk You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. Member

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    Well, it was bad enough with the style of bikini Charlette chose to wear, because there was certainly far more skin on show than fabric. Ordinarily, this would be a good thing for any red-blooded male to behold. And then she re-entered the water. That “good thing” just ramped up tenfold, if not more.

    Continuing to snap away, Paul truly marveled at how any straight, male photographers managed to take pictures of scantily-clad (if not downright naked) women for those girlie magazines. He supposed that if you saw it enough, you’d get used to it. He highly doubted, however, that he would ever get used to it, without some sort of excitement on display. And her perky nipples weren’t helping!

    Charlette varied her poses, as well as her facial expressions. These ranged from smiling, to teasing, to bashfulness. Paul was by no means an expert, but she sure seemed to know how to titillate. Apparently done with posing for the time being, Charlette approached him and asked, “So what are you gonna do with these?”

    Paul shrugged easily, and then replied, “I dunno. I was gonna download them for you to use as you see fit.” He handed her the camera in order for her to scan through the numerous photos. “If you like, you could pick out your favorites, and I’ll send them over to my contact who assists with my calendars. See what he thinks. I consider them yours, so it’s up to you.”
     
  19. SherryBerry

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    Charlette was glad that he handed her the camera to see how the shots had come out. She scanned through carefully, pointing out about 10 of the ones she really liked.

    Looking at him she teased him just a little. "Not gonna keep any for yourself ?"

    She shrugged at his suggestion. "Well.. I don't know. Maybe I'll keep them for a future someone special but... I doubt Dave will get to see these. His loss." She laughed a little taking a little pure pleasure in the thought if not a lot. She did not feel bad at all about it.

    She smiled at him, heading back to their blanket, putting back on her shorts and tank. "That was fun.. Ready to head back now?"
     
  20. dunklunk

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    Charlette appeared to like what she saw, though he did lose track as to how many images she was choosing for her own use. “Not gonna keep any for yourself?” she teasingly asked. “Um. . . “ he stammered.

    What’sa matter, Old Man? Cat got your tongue?

    “Well, uh,” Paul continued to stall. “I figure these are yours and I look at them as private. Especially with the visual content,” he said with a nervous chuckle.

    Oh, that’s rich, Old Man. That’s rich.

    And then she mentioned Dave. His loss? More like, his Big-Time-Fucking-Fantabulous-Unreal Loss! Paul grinned at the thought, and wondered if Dave even made the effort to look at her, at the very least.

    FINALLY concealing her voluptuous figure, she inquired about heading home. A bob of his head in agreement, and Paul said, “Sounds good. You can feel the change in temperature, too.” Gathering their belongings, they turned to retrace their steps along the route back to the parking lot.

    Along the way, Paul’s phone vibrated, alerting him to an incoming text message. Okay, he thought, that definitely felt like it came from a left-side pocket. Which pocket, however, remained a mystery.
     

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