Becky woke up and rolled over to look at the clock.
'2:30 a.m. - where's Jim? He should be done with his poker game by now.'
Becky's live in boyfriend Jim played a weekly game of poker with his friends- usually at their apartment since they had a pretty nice poker table. Becky didn't mind his weekly gathering as she knew it meant a lot to him to be able to connect with his friends, even if his friends were, for lack of a better term, extremely nerdy. There were four of them total with Jim, and they were all high school buddies.
As Becky sat up and yawned, pushing her slightly curly brown hair out of her face, she wondered what had changed in Jim over the years; based on his old friends who played poker with him he was clearly not the same man he used to be. Sure, he still geeked out from time to time, but he was nowhere near as weird as his pokermates, for which she was utterly grateful. Old Jim would not have nabbed someone like Becky.
Wondering if her boyfriend had lost too much money again and was freaking out in the living room Becky threw the sheets off her slender body and got out of bed. Not giving it a second thought she opened the bedroom door and walked into the living room without thinking about what she was wearing, or really, what she wasn't wearing.
That all changed as she found herself standing at the edge of the living room with four guys still sitting at the poker table. At the sound of the door opening they all looked up at her ... and immediately gawked.
Seeing their expressions Becky looked down to see that she was only wearing a practically see through loose white tank top and lacy bright blue panties. A small gasp escaped her lips as she could see her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her top.
Jim cleared his throat, his eyes roaming over his hot girlfriend's form.
"Uh hey honey, what are you doing?"
Finding his three friends still ogling her practically exposed body, Becky quickly threw her arms across her fairly ample chest in an attempt to cover the girls.
"Oh my gosh, sorry. I didn't think you would all be still playing so late!"
Tom, who was sitting across from Jim and was quite possibly the nerdiest of them all, spoke up, his eyes never leaving Becky. His voice cracked from being nervous.
"Well, we wouldn't be if your boyfriend would stop losing for once. He's ran out of money and yet he's still trying to come up with things to bet with."
Becky went to turn around and dash back inside the bedroom when a sudden feeling overcame her. She glanced over at the four men still openly staring at her, and she suddenly became slightly aroused from the attention she was getting.
'You know, I am a pretty good catch here,' she thought to herself as she stole another look at her fit body barely hidden behind her flimsy wardrobe. 'I bet these geeks have never seen a real pair of boobs in their life, much less on a hottie like me. Maybe I can use this to my advantage.'
Slowly lowering her arms, Becky sauntered over the table as she decided to give the boys what they obviously wanted, her pussy beginning to moisten from excitement. Reaching Jim, she draped her arms over him and leaned over his shoulder, her flimsy tank top hanging low enough to nearly expose her breasts.
"Well," she purred as she looked at the table of nerds who were eating up her every movement, "maybe I have something I can bet for him."
The man on the left, whose name she always forgot, squeaked out, "Oh? And, and what would that be?"
Standing up tall Becky plucked at the middle of her top, the motion showing off more cleavage.
"My tank top here."
Jim immediately sat up.
"Becky, what are you doing? You can't ... "
Becky cut him off, her hand trailing playfully across his chest.
"Oh Jim, relax. It's only my shirt - besides, you're not going to lose anyways,right?"
Jim looked around the table, and as he shifted in his seat Becky could tell he was becoming horny at the notion of her being shirtless in front of his friends as well.
"Uhm, sure, okay, if you really want to do this."
Her panties now pretty moist from the thought of being topless Becky arched her back out as her she put her arms above her head in a fake stretch, pushing her unrestrained tits up against the flimsy fabric and throwing them in the guy's faces.
"What do you say boys, does that work for you?"
The three nerds looked at each other in a way that told Becky it was as good as done, sly smiles creeping into all of their faces. Tom nodded at her.
"I think we all agree that is acceptable, yes."
"Great! Let's do this then!" a jubilant and very horny Becky said as she grabbed a chair and plopped down next to Jim.
"But I only put my ...wager... On the table if he loses,okay?"
Tom was the dealer that hand so he dealt out all the cards. Sneaking a peek over Jim's shoulder Becky could see her boyfriend had a horrible hand; which was just what she had hoped for. Reflectively without even realizing it she reached down and slowly rubbed her right nipple, feeling it harden more under her light touch as her arousal grew. The hand was played through, and what do you know, in the end Jim lost.
A horrified look crossed her boyfriend's face when he realized what would happen, and Becky figured his uneasiness with the situation suddenly outweighed his horniness. She however, was more excited than ever. Before her boyfriend could object Becky abruptly stood up, her hands going the the bottom hem of her top.
"Well, fair is fair," she claimed as she slowly pulled her tank top off and threw it on the table, her supple breasts spilling out and now completely exposed to the four men. She was quick to see all three of them shift in their seats to handle their growing erections, Tom actually using his hands to physically re-adjust himself.
Satisfied with their reactions a topless Becky sat back down with a thump, her boobs jiggling heavily from the motion.
"Alright, well that was that- next hand?"
Jim looked over at her dubiously.
"Next round?! You need to scamper off to bed, there is no next round!"
Becky smiled seductively, leaning over the poker table so her breasts dangled in front of the other three men.
"I still have an article of clothing on, so I think we have at least one more hand here."
