Late-Night Return

I turned and looked at Mary, who seemed to be studying her cards
carefully. Finally, she took a big breath and turned to Pam. "I want to
see this bet. That means your and my bra. Do you think you can do
it."

Pam looked at Mary. "Well don't tell me it's just like wearing a bikini
to the beach," Pam said. "You go first. If you can do it, then I guess I
can."

Mary stood up, reached behind her and unfastened her bra. Holding
the bra against her breasts, she carefully threaded her arms out of the
straps, and then paused for a second and her eyes met mine. As she
pulled her bra away Mary's breasts sagged into a slightly rounded
mountain topped by her large erect nipples. My heart was racing like
crazy as Mary sat down, but turned so I still had a very good view of
her breasts.

"Well, if you can do it, I guess I can," Pam said. She stood up,
unfastened her bra in the back, slipped her arms out of the shoulder
straps, and then dropped the bra away. Pam's breasts were smaller and
firmer than Mary's, but I hardly noticed. I was imagining what it
would be like to squeeze Mary's breasts in my hands.

Betty leaned over and whispered something to Kat. Kat giggled and
nodded agreement. Betty grabbed a pair of pants, my jacket and
someone's tee shirt from our pile of clothes.

"I am raising one," Betty said.

What was going on? I expected Betty to fold. Kat was giggling.
Finally it dawned on me. Betty was forcing Jack to remove his
underpants.

"We're all in," Connie protested. "We don't have anything left to see
the bet with."

"That's ok," Betty replied. "We'll split the pot. The raise is only for
Mary, ... or more specifically, for Jack."

Jack was now glaring at Kat. "Why are you picking on just me?" he
asked. Then he looked down at the clothes next to Betty. "You've still
got a pair of pants and a bra there. Why don't you raise three instead
of one? I'm sure Larry would like to see a little more of Mary and
Pam."

Betty turned to me. "What do you think, Larry? Should we raise
three?"

I tried to think rationally about this, and did not look over at Mary.
Vicky, Connie and Joe were stark naked. If they did not win this hand,
the game was over. I had no idea whether Mary or Connie was
holding the winning hand, but I was pretty sure Betty was not going to
win. Betty was just wasting our clothes pile to force Jack to drop his
shorts. Betty must be counting on Mary to win the hand and end the
game, because if Connie wins... Well what would happen anyway, if
Connie does win with this split pot? Mary would probably win the
split part of the pot, so they would get all these extra clothes back.
That would leave us all pretty even again.

"I think we better keep the extra clothes. We might need them," I said.

"Ok," said Betty. "I am just raising one."

Jack stood up slowly. "You'll pay for this," he said. He pulled his
shorts down to his ankles and sat down in a single motion, but his
erect penis popped out into view as he did it to the cheers of Kat and
Betty. Vicky and Connie, who were both sitting stark naked at the
other end of the coffee table, smiled, but could not work up as much
excitement as Betty and Kat.

"Ok, what have you got Betty," said Jack.

"Oh, ... not much," said Betty, as she turned her cards over. "A pair of
sevens"

Mary turned her cards over. "A pair of aces," she said.

"Oh god no!" cried Connie. "Not that." Connie turned over a pair of
kings.

"Yahoo!" yelled Jack, as he grabbed his shorts and pulled them back
on. Mary grabbed her and Pam's bras from the pile on the table, and
handed Pam her bra. They both quickly put their bras back on. Mary
then retrieved her pants from the pot and pulled it back on.

Pam pulled her sweater out of the pile. "Where are my pants?" she
asked.

"In the ante pile," said Mary. "You can trade your sweater for your
pants." Pam took her sweater over to the kitchenette and found her
pants, which she quickly pulled on.

Jack pulled on his undershirt, and continued the rummage through the
pile looking for any other clothes of his. "All the rest of my clothes
are in the ante, so I can't get even my pants back," he complained.

"Well, I guess you'll have to tuff it out for another ten minutes in your
shorts," laughed Mary.

"Yeah, just what is that bulge in your shorts?" mocked Kat.

"You know very well what it is," laughed Jack.

"Ok, let me remind everyone of the rules," said Mary. "Kat do you
have a kitchen timer so we can time the ten minutes."

"Yeah," said Kat, and wadded off through the clothes in the
kitchenette to find a timer.

"Remember, absolutely no touching," said Mary. "That applies
equally to both sexes, Ok."

Kat came back with a kitchen timer, which she set for ten minutes.

"Ok, let's go," said Mary.

"Alright, ladies," said Jack. "Let's not be shy here, stand up so we can
see you."

Vicky and Connie looked at each other. "You first," said Vicky.
"You're the one who got us into this mess."

"What?" said Connie. "Why am I the one who got us into this mess.
You're the one who brought up the whole idea of strip poker and
practically dared Jack to play."

"Now wait a minute," said Jack. "I want the timer reset when these
girls finally stop squabbling with each other and stand up for our show
here."

"Ok. Let's get this over with," said Connie as she stood fully erect,
completely displaying big rounded breasts and neatly trimmed bush.
Vicky stood up next to her with her smaller, firmer breasts and full,
natural bush.

"You too, Joe," said Betty. Joe also stood up, with his erect penis
sticking straight out, to the applause of Betty, Kat and Mary. Pam
smiled, but seemed a little more subdued about the situation.

Jack turned to me. "So Larry," he asked. "What do you do with the
ladies after they loose one of these big strip poker games?"

"Well, you can have them lay on the floor and spread their legs for
closer inspection, or you can have them dance," I said.

"Those sound like excellent ideas," said Jack. "Girls, over here," said
Jack, pointing to a large clear area on the floor. "Lay on the floor and
spread those legs wide open."

Connie looked at Vicky. "How about you first this time," said Connie.

"It's not as bad as a visit to the gynecologist," Mary said. "They can't
touch you, just look, and Jack and Larry are both nice guys."

There wasn't room on the floor for both Vicky and Connie to lay
down at the same time, so Vicky laid down first and spread her legs
wide. Jack went over and stuck his nose so close it almost touched
Vicky's clit. Then I went over and inspected things from a more
reserved distance.

Next Connie lay down on the floor and spread her legs wide open.
Jack stuck his nose up very close to Connie clit also. I found Connie
trimmed bush to be more interesting. Her clit and vaginal opening
somehow seemed to be more exposed than Vicky's.

While Jack and I were inspecting Vicky and Connie, Betty, Mary and
Kat had gathered around Joe. Pam was kind of standing behind Mary,
apparently afraid to be too close to a completely naked man with a full
erection.

Jack went over to the stereo and turned on some music. "Ok. Let's see
you ladies dance," Jack said.

Vicky and Connie looked at each other. Vicky shrugged and started to
dance and Connie joined her.

"Joe, why don't you dance also?" said Mary. Joe started to dance also.

I don't know what you think, but I think a dancing naked woman
looks heavenly, while a dancing naked man, especially one with an
erection, looks just silly. Joe's erect penis danced and bobbed as he
swayed to the music. The girls, though, seem to enjoy watching Joe
dance. I don't know whether it was because they thought it was silly
or not. Maybe girls think a dancing nude woman is silly looking, I
don't know. All I know is that I enjoyed watching Vicky and Connie
dance.

When the kitchen timer went off, Jack protested. "Wait we should get
another two or three minutes, because they argued with each other for
that long before they started."

Nobody was paying any attention to Jack, though. Vicky and Connie
had run straight away and grabbed their panties and slipped them on.
Joe had grabbed his shorts and slipped them back on. Vicky and
Connie both found their bras and put them back on. Soon the
apartment was a confusion of people milling around looking for their
lost shoes and socks.

I found most of my things and was putting on my socks and was
sitting in the corner when I noticed Kat whispering something to
Mary. Mary nodded her head, and then whispered something back to
Kat. What plot were those two trying to hatch now?

Pam was now completely dressed, and she yelled good night to
everyone as she headed for the door. Joe, who was being consoled by
Betty, quickly followed her. Kat and Vicky had disappeared into their
bedrooms, and Connie said good night as she headed out the door.

This left just Mary, Jack and myself. I pulled my jacket on getting
ready to leave.

Mary came over and pulled my head down to whisper in my ear.
"Kat's going over to Jack's apartment for the night, so she said we can
use her bedroom for a while."