Velvet Encounter

I picked up my hand. I had a pair of eight's, a King a nine and a four.
Enough to keep me from losing, but that was all.

Mary was the first to act and she opened for one. Myself, Sharon, Bob
and Kristen all quickly followed suite, but George was out of chips.
He stood up and unfastened his pants and took them off. He sat back
down rather quickly, but the bulge in the front of his underpants was
obvious. George tossed his pants behind Sharon and got his chips
from her.

Cathy saw the bet, and then it was Bill's turn.

"Well, I guess this is the moment you have been waiting for ladies,"
Bill said, as he stood up. Bill pulled down his underpants and stepped
out of them. He stood up dangling them between his thumb and
forefinger, while the girls gasp and giggled around me. Bill was very
well endowed and this had clearly impressed Mary and Sharon. Bill
tossed his underpants over Sharon's head and sat down.

Betty and Joe quickly saw the bet. I discarded three cards. Most others
did too, but Bob took two, Mary took one and Betty did not take any
at all. I picked up my new cards, a king, queen and a ten. No real help.
All I had was just a pair of eight's.

Mary, who had opened and drew only one card, must have two pair.
She was looking at Betty, who had taken no cards. Betty must have a
straight, flush or a full house. Mary had lots of chips in front of her,
and so did Betty. Mary finally opened for one chip.

I folded and so did Sharon. Bob was looking at both Mary and Betty.
He counted six chips, and said I see the bet and raise five. Bob had
drawn two cards, so he could have three of a kind, but that would not
beat any of the likely hands that Betty had. Could Bob have gotten a
full house on the draw or maybe four of a kind?

Everyone folded around to Betty. Without hesitation she picked up ten
chips. "I'll raise you another five," she said.

Mary then folded. She clearly knew that Betty had her beat.

Bob, while he was in his underpants, had a big stack of chips in front
of him, so he could easily see Betty's bet and/or raise her back. He
was thinking about whether he should see this bet, and finally just
shrugged his shoulders and tossed in another five chips.

"Alright Betty, let's see what you've got," Bill said.

Betty laid down a full house, three queens and a pair of fours. Bob
shook his head and dropped his cards on the floor. They were three
sixes. Betty reached out to gather in the pot, when I heard a cry next
to me.

"Oh god, this can't be true," Sharon said. Sharon had a pair of two's. I
scanned the other hands looking for something lower, but a pair of
seven's was the next highest hand. The game was over, and Sharon
was the loser.

Sharon clearly did not like this development, but she was trying to
remain calm.

Kristen got up and went to the kitchenette area to get the timer. "Sorry
Sharon. I guess this wasn't your day," she said, as she came back.

We all started getting up off the floor. Bob and George started
arranging some chairs for all the guys to sit in while they watched
Sharon's show. Of the players in the game, only Mary, Betty and
myself were still modestly dressed. Sharon had "lost" and was now
standing au naturel near the center of the room and nervously awaiting
her fate. Bill was equally lacking in clothes, and sitting against the
wall making some effort to cover up or control his problem. Cathy
was nearly as revealing, wearing only a pair of low cut white panties.
Kristen, Bob, George and Joe were all in their underwear. All three of
these guys were showing obvious bulges in their jockey shorts, and I
could see some moist patches forming as well.

"OK guys," Kristen announced. "Remember the rules. Absolutely no
touching. I'm starting the timer now."

"Alright Sharon," George said, "down on the floor and spread those
legs wide."

Sharon had obviously expected this. "I knew that was what you would
ask for," she said, as she lay down in the center of the room, and
spread her legs very wide.

I had, of course, studied my fair share of Penthouse and Playboy in
the last few years, so I knew the basics of the female anatomy, but
seeing it in the flesh for the first time caused a very large bulge to
develop in my jeans. The guys, except for Bill, who was still playing
shy against the wall, went over to give Sharon a closer inspection.
Sharon reached down with her hands and spread her vagina lips to
give us a better view.

Sharon noticed that Bill was still sitting by the wall. "Come on Bill,"
she said. "You don't want to miss your big chance here do you? Come
over and take a look." The other girls giggled at this.

Bill, looking a little red in the face. "That's ok," he said. "Why don't
you come over here."

"That's a good idea," George said. "Sharon, go over and let poor Bill
get a good look between your legs too."

Sharon got up off the floor and walked over to Bill. She spread her
legs in front of him and then reached down with both hands to spread
her vagina lips. "How is this Bill?" she asked.

"Very nice," Bill replied.

"Well I seem to have gotten the attention of something there between
your legs," Sharon laughed. This brought another giggle from the
girls.

"OK, leave Bill alone," George said. "Kristen, can you put some
music on. Let's see if Sharon can dance."

George clearly remembered what the girls had made him do after the
last game and was extracting some measure of revenge.

Sharon could dance very well; at least I thought so. Her breasts
bounced and giggled as she moved to the music. George, Bob and Joe
seemed to like it too. Bill was still siting over by the wall, trying to
keep his things under control, and watching Sharon dance was not
helping.

I was leaning back in my chair, staring at the erect nipples of Sharon's
breasts as they swayed to the music, when the kitchen timer went off,
signaling the end of the 10-minute penalty period. Suddenly the room
was filled with nude and semi-clothed people scrambling to find their
things. All I had to find was my shoes, and I was not in a big hurry to
find them. I was enjoying watching everyone else get dressed.

Mary came across the room and stood silently next to me. Mary was
staring around the room at the others as they got dressed too. After
most of the items had found their way from the floor to their original
owner, Mary and I set out looking for our shoes. It only took a minute
for each of us to locate our shoes, and then we were back outside in
the chilly night air.

"Wow! Three aces on the first hand," Mary said. "Do you still think
you're an unlucky person, Larry?"

"Well...I guess I was pretty lucky tonight," I replied. "You did very
well yourself. In fact, you and Betty are the ones who have never lost
anything."

"Well you certainly got to see what you came for this time, Larry,"
Mary said.

"Yes, and so did you," I replied. "I saw the look on your face when
Bob and Bill dropped their shorts. Don't tell me you didn't enjoy
that."

"Yes," Marry giggled. "Bob and Bill both had some interesting points.
I noticed you couldn't keep your eyes off Sharon's points of interest
too."

"What about Kristen? She was the one who really changed the game
with that little act with her panties. Is she a closet exhibitionists or
something?"

"I don't think she's an exhibitionists. She was just making the best of
a bad situation," Mary answered. "I don't know how it is for guys,
but for a girl to bare it all in front of guys she doesn't know real well,
takes a lot of guts. If you do it the way Kristen did it, at least you can
feel good about yourself; not like you just did something dirty. How
did you feel last game after you lost you shorts?"

"Ah...embarrassed," I replied. All I could remember from losing my
shorts was the erection I had, and desperately trying to hide it with my
legs, but I wasn't going to tell Mary that, so I changed the subject. "I
was thinking Kristen did that to distract the guys and get them to play
recklessly, so they would lose."

"Well, I don't think so," replied Mary. "For one thing, Kristen's not
that good at poker."

"I noticed that too," I interjected.

"You mean when Kristen bet against my straight," asked Mary.

"Yes," I said, "that seemed really silly to me. It was obvious you had
a better hand than she did, but she bet anyway."

"It was obvious to you, but Kristen tends to focus too much on what
she has in her hand, and not pay much attention to what others are
doing," Mary said. "I figured the game was over when Kristen went
all in against my three sixes, but that time she had the cards to beat
me. Speaking of playing recklessly, I noticed that Sharon suckered
you out of some chips, by just taking off her dress."

"Well...yeah," I said. "I think girls have an unfair advantage in this
game. When a girl starts to take off her clothes, the guys lose their
heads and start betting when they shouldn't."

Mary giggled. "Well it's not just girls. Bob suckered Betty into
betting when she shouldn't have by taking off his shorts, so guys can
do it too."

"I forgot about that," I replied.

"So did you like the game tonight?" Mary asked, after a slight pause.

"Of course," I said. "What was not to like?"

Actually I had mixed feeling about the outcome. I was, of course, very
turned on, but I also, somehow, felt sorry for Sharon.

"I hope we weren't too hard on Sharon," I added.

Mary giggled. "Well, the girls had long discussions of what would
happen when one of us lost. You guys didn't do anything that we
didn't expect. As long as it's like a visit to the gynecologist, we
figured we could handle that."

"I am not so sure you would say that, if you had been the loser,
instead of Sharon," I said.

"Well, I'll talk with Sharon next week, but I think she will get over it
pretty quickly. She probably planning what she's going to do next
game when one of the guys is the big loser."

This seemed like a good place for me to change the subject, before we
got back to Mary's dorm.

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow evening?" I asked.

"Well yes," Mary stammered, somewhat surprised by the question. "I
mean not really. I promised some girls that I would go to movies with
them tomorrow night. I suppose I don't really have to go..." Then
Mary smiled. "Or maybe you could come along with us. I think some
of the other girls are probably bringing guys, so you won't be the only
guy. That sounds fun to me."

This was not exactly the kind of date that I had in mind. On the other
hand it was progress. I had just asked a girl for a date, and she had,
more or less, said yes. We would be going to out with a big group,
which would probably be more girls than guys, but it certainly beat
hanging around the dorm on another Saturday night, and I was finally
going to go someplace other than a strip poker game with Mary. At
least that's what I thought that night.