Rebecca and I stared at each other across the bed in terrified anticipation. She was just wearing panties and I was just wearing jeans. Her panties were beautiful, they curved over her tight muscular ass and had a skull and cross-bones over her snatch. She had wonderfully smooth skin, a powerful muscular body and breasts to kill for. They were full rounded D cups that sat high on her young chest. She was a renowned rowing champ, an Olympic hopeful, the fantasy of every man and woman on the West coast and up until this point, my best friend.
We were both 21 years old and it had just gone 2am. How on Earth did we get here?
Three hours earlier we had been playing a very innocent game of poker, smoking cigars and drinking whiskey. It had been me, Steve, Samantha, Rebecca and Mel. Rebecca and Mel had been going out for nearly six months. He was a huge lumberjack of a guy, 6 foot 6 tall and as thick through the chest as a bear. He had arms like tree trunks and a temper like bad storm. From the outside people supposed that Mel must be rough with Rebecca, but truth be told, she had him whipped. She needed that kind of drive to succeed in the world of competitive sport. Steve and Samantha were friends of ours from way back. We all went to college together, but I think I was the only science student. The rest were art and sports.
Samantha and Rebecca had a thing a while ago. Samantha had doubted her heterosexuality and she fell for Rebecca. Who wouldn't! She is built like a Goddess! One night after too much to drinking Rebecca and Samantha had made out on the sofa and then retired to Rebecca's room. I had accidentally walked in on them with their fingers in each other's pussies the next morning. So that lasted maybe a week, then Samantha found Steve, and Rebecca found Mel.
Mel was putting the shots back pretty hard and throwing chips in like there was no tomorrow.
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Rebecca curled her long smooth legs under her and looked me in the eye. The light from the street lamps came through the blinds in thin slits of light. It highlighted her chin, her shoulder, her nipples.
"You look good tonight." she said to me.
I leant in and gently cupping her chin, I kissed her, just softly.
"I can't believe I am here." I said back to her.
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At half past one in the morning, Mel finally lost all of his chips and emptied his glass of whiskey. His long curly hair fell down his back and whiskey trickled through his blond beard. He wiped his hands on his plaid shirt and stood up.
"I'm going to take a piss." he announced, and walked down the hallway.
Steve and Samantha had retired to the sofa where they were softly kissing and pretending to keep watching the game.
Rebecca and I still had plenty of chips and neither of us was very drunk.
"Alright, bitch, time for real poker." I said, with false bravado.
"Okay you little faggot, bring it on." Rebecca replied.
20 minutes later we were betting into a pile of multi colored chips, the value of which we no longer sure of. This was about winning. I had finally realized that I could not raise my way out of this hand and would have to finally show.
"Okay Miss Slutty-pants, I see you. What have you got?"
"Damn it, I was hoping you were going to fold. I've got a pair of threes." Rebecca replied.
"Fuck!" and I threw my pair of twos down.
"Alright, this is what I like." Rebecca crowed and scooped all of the chips onto her side. "I gotta pee. Back in a moment."
She stood up and walked down the hall.
"Hey, where is Mel?" I asked Steve and Samantha, but they were both asleep on the sofa.
I got up to use the restroom and waited outside for Rebecca to come out. She opened the door and smiled at me. She walked over and stood in front of me.
"It's been a good night, hasn't it?" she asked.
"Yeah, a good night."
She took my hand and squeezed it.
"I'm glad you are here, you are a good friend." she said.
I just smiled back. She looked sad for some reason.
"Rebecca? Are you okay?"
She answered by quickly kissing me on the lips.
