The three of us sat and waited eagerly for Andrea to return. I can only speak for myself, but I know my pants were about bursting at the zipper. We sat silently for a few minutes, trying to listen to what was going on upstairs. We could faintly hear the sound of Andrea arguing with Julie, but we couldn’t make out what was being said.
Finally, the basement door opened and the three girls walked down. Sharon bounded down the steps with a big smile on her face. Andrea walked downstairs with a sly grin, and gave me a wink. Julie looked extremely nervous. The girls all walked over to the table and stood next to their respective men.
“Ok,” Andrea said, “here’s how it’s gonna go. Everyone here has agreed to participate in a friendly game of strip poker. Some more willingly than others.” She shot a glance at Julie, who stared at the floor. “These are the rules. Since Julie, Sharon and myself don’t really know how to play poker, it just wouldn’t be fair if we went up against you guys. You’d have all of our clothes before you took off a thing. So we’re going to do this in teams. The guys will play the hands, and the girls will just watch. Whoever has the worst hand will lose an item of clothing- both the guy and his girl. That piece of clothing will be removed by the winning team. The winning guy will remove the losing girl’s clothing, and vice versa. Now each of us girls has on pants, a shirt, a bra and panties - 4 items. You guys have pants and shirts and underwear- 3 items. We'll just call that a little incentive to win for your girl, since you guys are the ones holding the cards.
“Now, just to make things more interesting, you will be able, if you choose, to buy an item of clothing back from its new owner. At the end of each hand, after the clothes for that hand have been removed, you can negotiate with the new owner to buy back your clothes- only one item per hand. The price is whatever you are able to negotiate. Anyone have any questions?”
I was floored. It was obvious that Andrea had been thinking about this for a while. She couldn’t have come up with all those rules on the spot like that. It was clear that none of the guys had any problems with the rules- everyone was eager to see the other guys’ ladies in the buff. None of us were too much of the jealous type, so I didn’t think anyone would have a problem with their girl being stripped by one of the rest of us.
No one having any questions, I cut the deck and dealt the first hand. After a lot of nervous glances around the room and whispering between guys and their girl, we finally all laid our cards down on the table. Everyone leaned in to see who the winners and losers were. The first hand went to... |