I met Angel through a friend but only got to see her three or four times before I was invited to a cabin with her and a mutual friend. The cabin belonged to Angel's family, John and Katie wanted to go up to get away from the city and Angel offered to let them come up with her for the weekend. I was invited so John and Katie wouldn't feel like they were leaving Angel out when they wanted to do things "just the two of them."
Friday night, we all got to the cabin about seven o'clock. I rode with John and Katie because I couldn't make it in my truck without four wheel drive.
The cabin was nice, it had only one bedroom. The loft that acted as a second bedroom offered only a little privacy. Angel offered to fix us a quick dinner, John and Katie decided they would go for a walk while dinner was prepared, I took the opportunity to get my bags out of the truck and get a little settled in. Angel was going to let John and Katie use the bedroom while her and I stayed in the loft on the two twin beds up there. I got my bags up into the loft and then went back downstairs to start a fire. I got the fire going and set up so we all could play cards after dinner. After about forty five minutes I heard John yelling from outside.
"Casper! Could you help me out here. I think Katie broke her ankle"
I ran out to see John half carrying Katie up the hill. We got her inside and got out the first aid kit. John was an EMT so he knew how to immobilize her ankle so they could safely get her too the hospital.
It wasn't long before they were on their way.
"Well that puts a damper on our plans for the weekend," Angel said "I guess it's just the two of us tonight." We sat down and got to know each other over dinner and a few drinks. Afterwards we decided to go ahead and play cards even though we were down two players.
We decided to play poker since the plan was to play hearts and for that you need four people.
We played a few hands using pennies as chips. We had found about forty cents in pennies so out wasn't long until she was out of chips.
"How about we have some more fun and when ever someone looses all their chips they can trade clothes for half the chips. But once you trade you can't get it back" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This beautiful woman was actually offering to play strip poker with me. She had the most amazing twenty four year old body. Perfect legs, full chest, tight abs, smooth skin, topped off by a beautiful head of long blonde hair. I looked at what she was wearing, she had on a knee length kaki skirt, dark blue blouse, stockings, and short healed shoes (she worked as a receptionist at a law office.) I had on jeans, t-shirt, socks and boots. I figure if I count her bra and panties then she would have one thing more to trade for chips but I was already one up since she was offering to start her trading now.
"Ok" I agreed "we will play until one of us has nothing left to trade"
"Sounds fair to me. Here are my shoes, give me my chips and I believe it's your turn to deal."
The next few hands were a little closer but in the end I took all her chips again.
"You want my blouse or stockings?" That was a hard choice if I choose blouse then she has no shirt and I can easily enjoy the view but the stockings she would have to pull up her skirt and I could get a good look. In the end I decided I would take her shirt so I could enjoy the curves of her body longer. She slowly undid her blouse exposing her black lace bra. Her stomach was firm and breasts full.
The next two sets I lost where I took both my shoes and socks. I quickly found out why she offered her top the floor was cold but I wasn't too worried I may have gotten distracted and lost two whole sets but we were still both only down two things and I planned on making her loose the rest.
The next set was a long one with us going back and fourth with who was in the lead but finally I won out and excitedly watched as her skirt was lowered to the floor. She had on a thong that matched her bra and thigh high stockings, the kind that doesn't need a garter. I tried to see through the lace to tell if there was any hair but if she is a true blonde then I'm sure I wouldn't be able to tell.
She sat back down and I started the next hand. I was doing well I got her to bet everything she had, I had a full house and still had five coins left. She only had three things left and I was about to cut it down to two. Somehow she laid down four jacks, quickly giving her the upper hand and leaving me with only five chips to bet with. She upped the ante forcing me to match her or fold I had a pair of queens not a bad hand but not exactly something I wanted to bet everything on. I decided I would let it ride the worst that could happen is I lose my shirt not a big deal. She had two pair and so I was shirtless. I wasn't liking this close battle I should have her naked by now.
I took off my shirt and prepared to win this game I was going to have her naked before this game was over. She delt the cards, I don't know if it was the drinks or just poor luck I lost every hand in the set. My jeans went into the pile leaving me just my boxer briefs from nudity.
I thought long and hard before betting for the next set of hands I and finally won, my loosing streak was over her stockings were mine. Slowly she rolled them down her sexy legs. My cock was getting hard with this sex goddess half exposed in front of me. The next hand was it, one of us was going to be showing something vital after this set, and I had broken my loosing streak.
Two aces with a king high that's a good start so I upped the ante. She matched me. I took two cards she took one. Alright I got a third ace great start with nothing wild it was a good hand. I raised again. She saw my bet and went all in. it was the first hand of the set and it would be the last. We both were all in I called and laid down my three aces king high. She laid down three jacks then a ten finally with much delay laid down the last card. She had a full boat. I had lost. I can't believe I lost. This beautiful woman in front of me and I wasn't going to get to see her. I stared in disbelief.
"I believe those boxers are mine. Hand them over."