Chapter V -- Ante Up
Thursday Jill and Tommy spent the early morning together. Tommy's mom, Connie, was returning from her seminar around noon, so the two lovers would soon have less time together. They'd have to take care to conceal their affair from a mother that simply wouldn't understand.
They sat at the kitchen table, talking, just before he left. "You do remember that I'm going out with the guys tonight, don't you," he asked.
"Yep," she answered. "Are you up to anything in particular?"
"Just hanging out," he replied. "Guy stuff."
"Guy stuff, huh. I know all about guy stuff. You're not dumping the old broad next door already, are you?" she pouted playfully.
"No chance of that," he smiled.
"Hey," Jill beamed suddenly, a playful look in her eyes. "How about I hang out with the guys, also?"
"Sorry," Tommy answered. "Like I said, this is guy stuff. You'd be too much of a distraction. Besides, how could we talk trash about our old ladies with you around?" he teased.
Ten o'clock saw Tommy heading home to clean the house up before his mom got home, not that it was all that messy, since he hadn't spent much time there.
After he left, Jill took a short nap before heading off to the gym for a workout, followed by a relaxing stay in the hot tub and a nice hot shower. On the way home, she picked up a movie to entertain herself with that night. At around 6 o'clock, she called Connie to welcome her home. At first, she was a little nervous talking to Tommy's mom, but that quickly faded as she gossiped with her best friend.
"I'll tell you, Jill, that was the dullest seminar I've ever attended," Connie explained to Jill. "Boy am I glad to be home. Say, I don't suppose you'd be interested in taking the day off tomorrow and going on a little shopping excursion, would you."
"I already have the day off," she answered. "But I thought you'd want to just stay home and relax tomorrow," Jill answered.
"I've been sitting and relaxing all week. It's time to buy something," she declared. "Are you in?"
"Sure, it sounds like fun. When do we leave?"
"1 o'clock," Connie answered.
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Before settling down with her movie and a glass of wine, Jill headed for her bedroom to change into something comfortable. She shed her shirt, jeans and bra before selecting one of the shirts Tommy had left -- a long sleeve blue oxford -- in lieu of her normal nightgown. As she rolled up the sleeves she thought, if she couldn't have him that night, she at least had his shirt.
The shirt fit her more like a dress then a shirt, covering her panties on the sides and reaching halfway to her knees in the front and back. She left the top three buttons open, which displayed an ample amount of her braless bosom, if only someone was there to notice.
It was around 9 o'clock when the movie ended. She'd finished her second glass of wine when she heard a knock on the front door. "I wonder who that could be," she said out loud, hoping it was Tommy.
She opened the door wide enough to see not only Tommy, but three of his friends. "Hi, Tommy," she said. "What's going on?"
"Hi, Jill," he said. "We were just hanging out, doing guy stuff, you know, when somebody suggested we play some poker. We all thought it was a great idea, but we needed a fifth player and a place to play. Knowing how much you like cards, I thought of you. I hope you don't mind."
Jill hesitated. "Oh sure, it sounds like fun," she said at last, opening the door wider. "Come in and make yourself comfortable at the table. I'll just put on something more substantial and be right with you."
"Oh, don't do that on our account," Tommy smiled. "You look great. And besides, it's not like we're anybody special, just the guys playing poker."
"What the hell," she said reluctantly. "Would anyone like some wine? I'm afraid that's all I've got to offer besides pop and water. I'm sure you're all 21," she smiled knowingly at them as they filed into her house.
"Hi Jill, I'm Todd," one of them said, stepping forward. "If you don't mind, we've got some beer in the car."
"Sure Todd. There's plenty of room in the refrigerator."
As Todd went out for the beer, Tommy introduced the other two guys as Dennis and Kevin. The guys settled in at the table while Jill put the beer away, serving one to each of them, and poured herself another glass of wine. She grabbed a deck of cards and set them on the table. "What are we playing for?" she asked.
Tommy smiled at her. "We'll start with quarter maximum and go from there." Jill disappeared into her bedroom, re-emerging moments later with a bag full of change. She sat opposite Tommy, between Dennis and Todd.
She grabbed the cards and shuffled them briefly. "First Jack deals," she said as she turned one card in front of each of them until Tommy got the deal.
The first few hands progressed quickly. During that time, she caught Tommy's eyes with hers and gave him a questioning look. He simply smiled back at her, saying nothing. "Anybody want another beer?" she asked. "Or maybe some nuts?"
There was a chorus of yeas for the beer and nuts.
She opened the refrigerator door and, bending deeply at the waist, grabbed a couple of beers and delivered them to the guys. She repeated the procedure for the other two beers. Next, she moved to the cupboard which contained the peanuts. To the pleasure of all the guys, who at this point were watching her intently, the peanuts were on the top shelf of the cupboard. Jill stretched to reach them, in the process raising her shirt high enough to offer a clear view of the side of her panties and her waist, and held the pose a bit longer than necessary.
The rapt attention the guys were paying her was not lost on Jill. In fact, thanks in no small part to the wine she'd consumed, she was reveling in it. The stretching for the peanuts had been purposefully exaggerated. After all, why not? Why else had Tommy come by that evening? Surely, not just to play cards.
As the game progressed and the beer and wine flowed, Jill got bolder. She made a point of keeping her posture erect, allowing her tits to stand out in front of her. She found reasons to lean over or stretch, revealing as much of her bosom as the guys cared to look at. And they cared to look at it all. Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it was Tommy. Or maybe it was just the slut in her. Whatever it was, she was enjoying how she felt. Whenever she caught Tommy's eye, he would nod slightly, and smile.
Todd, sitting to Jill's right, was having a hard time keeping his hands off of her. Whenever she won a hand, he would touch her shoulder or put his hand briefly on her thigh and say "good hand" or "way to go." When she didn't win, he would touch her in the same manner, saying things like "too bad" or "maybe next time." After the last hand, he left his hand on her thigh longer than he had before, massaging it as she spread her legs slightly, making it easier for him to be bold.
"I'll sit this hand out," Todd declared after he removed his hand from her thigh. He stood up and moved behind Jill. "Do you mind if I watch you play?" he asked her.
"Not at all," she answered. "Maybe you'll learn something. Todd smiled as the other guys broke out laughing.
Tommy dealt five card draw, a pair of Jacks or better to open. Todd put his hands on Jill's shoulders and began to massage them. She responded by rolling her shoulders, which served to further accentuate her breasts.