Just a Euchre Game - and More

All of my writing is fiction and the stories and characters are all products of my imagination. They were created for my fun and, hopefully, your enjoyment. Some of the events in the stories are not particularly condoned nor encouraged by the author but are there to create and enhance the story of the imaginary characters and their lives. Comments are always encouraged and carefully reviewed. Enjoy!

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My wife and I started dating just before the start of our senior year in high school. I always thought she was a delicious babe and never imagined that I would have a chance to date her but, we were at a camp that ended the day before school started and were walking along talking and, as we were ready to go our separate ways, she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. With a warm smile and a little wave she set off and left me somewhere between earth and heaven. Later that day I actually asked her for a date, me who had never dated anyone, and, to my relief, she said yes.

We dated for a few months, broke up (her idea) and then got back together in the spring and two years later we were married. She was a very prim and proper girl, one that would have been called a "goodie-goodie two-shoes" at the time. Since I had never dated I was pretty much the male version of the same thing. But, as we got more familiar with each other, our making out got a little more intense, much to my delight. And, somewhere along the line I began to realize what I had. We were both virgins of course, and wanted to stay that way until we were married, but that got harder and harder to maintain as time moved along. Much to my surprise and delight, I found that as we made out for a while, her arousal level would shoot up until she zoomed right past me, a hot and eager male teenager at that. We had gotten comfortable with touching each other intimately which we both seemed to enjoy, me not actually realizing how much she was enjoying it until one night she jumped into the back seat of the car, started taking off all her clothes and said, "I want to make out totally naked." It was beyond my wildest dreams.

At the same time, no one else could have imagined that side of her as she dressed very conservatively, never showing any skin that wouldn't normally be seen, and was somewhat of a prude about any type of sexual or "dirty" talk, etc. We were finally married and discovered that sex could easily be the best part of that marriage. Surprisingly though, we did little experimentation with things, possibly due to my reluctance to push things with her, afraid of spoiling what we had.

Kelly (my wife's name) worked while I finished school and not long after that she was pregnant with our first, a boy and then a couple years later, a girl. Life was going good for us with nothing exceptional happening. So, I was totally unaware of what was waiting for us when we got a casual invitation from Ben and Jill to play euchre at their house the next Saturday evening, something we had done many times in the past. It was getting a little chilly so Kelly had decided to wear a dress, typically high necked but with bare arms, and hose. I had mentioned that she looked a little over-dressed so, with a wicked grin, she went to the bedroom and came back with 3 inch heels. I was properly put in my place but, at the same time, couldn't believe how fantastic she looked.

We got our usual baby sitter, a fairly nice looking college girl, and, as normal, despite it usually never happening, told her we might be late so when she got the kids in bed to just curl up on the couch and get a little nap. She enjoyed getting paid for sleeping I think. She remarked about how nice Kelly looked as the kids came running out and jumped on her - they both loved her.

We headed north to Ben and Jill's place, about 30 minutes away and chit- chatted about everything in general and nothing specific. We were looking forward to a pleasant evening with friends, nothing unusual. As I would glance over at Kelly I couldn't help but notice how good she looked and how very pretty she was. I had always told her she was a babe, her body solid and just a bit squishy, her 32B tits sticking straight out. She thought she was too hippy but I told her I loved her butt just the way it was. I counted myself a very lucky guy.

We got there about eight o'clock. Ben met us at the door and we went inside and plopped down on the couch as we usually did. Jill was in the kitchen working on snacks and Ben quickly joined her. We heard a noise on the stairs and watched as a little freckled redhead pranced down, saw us, smiled a big friendly smile and stuck out her hand just as Jill said, "That's Sandy, our niece from Texas. She's always wanted to go to Ohio State so she's staying with us during the school year." I was very quickly a little envious of Ben. She certainly had an interesting look about her.

I very properly stood and shook her hand, introducing myself and then Kelly who also shook her hand. I was a little surprised because it wasn't the handshake I'd expected from this five foot two redhead. She gave my hand a dandy squeeze.

"Quite a shake," I said, sending my best smile at her.

Ben had just come back from the kitchen. "She's a soccer and softball player," he said, smiling at her. Her kind of sly look seemed to say that she took my remark as a compliment rather than a criticism and Ben added, "Pat played soccer for Ohio State when he was there." That seemed to impress her and her smoky green eyes looked at me with a new appreciation which, of course I enjoyed.

"Really!" she exclaimed. "That's sooo cool. Too bad it's dark or we could go out back and kick the ball around a little." She smiled again. "I'm not good enough to play for Ohio State but I might take a shot at softball in the spring. Just have to see how things go." She bounced quickly into the kitchen. "Need any help Aunt Jill?" I might try to work out that kicking the soccer ball around later some time.

"Was this a surprise?" I asked Ben.

"A little, I guess. We knew she wanted to go to OSU and we also knew it would save a lot of money if she stayed with us. We just weren't sure it would happen."

"She looks like an energetic 18 year old," Kelly said, watching Sandy bounce around the kitchen.

"Actually, she went to Junior College and worked a couple of years to help with the money situation. She's 21 now, but a great kid."

"She looks like it," I added and couldn't help but look at her helping Jill in the kitchen. She was a little like Kelly but much more athletic looking. She was solid, probably not more than one or two ounces of fat on her whole body and the red hair and freckles were kind of fascinating. She looked like a compact and very enticing bundle of energy and unneeded pictures were already forming in my mind.

Ben jumped up. "Forgive my manners," he said. "Jill was at a party a couple of weeks ago and they served these drinks that she said were absolutely great. I know none of us are big alcohol drinkers and these just have a little, well, maybe more than just a little, but they are totally and absolutely delicious. So, I mixed up a pitcher of them for us to try. I think you guys will love them too." He headed for the kitchen and returned with some fairly small glasses and a big pitcher of orange frothy brew. He filled four glasses, then yelled to the kitchen. "Sandy, you want some of this stuff too?"

"You bet!" came the prompt reply. "I've been hearing about this stuff for two weeks so I need to form my own opinion, if that's okay with you," she added and then smiled coyly at me so that Ben couldn't see her. I have to admit I was enjoying the little flirting she had started and I kind of hoped it continued.

I watched her as she stepped around Ben to get her drink. She certainly wasn't beautiful, just kind of that cute-pretty and her body was not voluptuous but rather very athletic looking, just a tiny hint to the solid side but still trim. With her red hair in a ponytail, those green eyes with the surprisingly long lashes and the cute little freckles along with that tight body she was, as I often told Kelly, just very appealing in her rather plain but pleasant looks. Plus, she seemed to have a great personality to cap things off. I didn't mention that I was already trying to imagine what she looked like with those clothes missing which was fairly normal for me. It was a pleasant picture. I guess all guys do that though, so it didn't seem weird or abnormal.

Jill came into the living room for the first time, took one look at Kelly and said, "You're all dressed up and trying to make me look bad." She giggled a little, then headed out of the room and up the stairs.

"Uh-oh," Sandy said. Looks like someone will come back dressed up and I'm going to be the one out of place. No way is that going to happen," and she bounded away up the stairs, two at a time. Women are funny that way I guess.

Ben grinned. "Women," was his only comment.

We all sipped our drinks and agreed that they were really good. Both Kelly and I had drained our glasses and Ben was just refilling them when both Jill and Sandy reappeared, Jill in a very pretty but very demure dress and Sandy in a blouse and skirt. Each now had on hose with heels.

"I put on heels to try to catch up with the rest of you who've outgrown me," Sandy said and then, "hey, you guys are on seconds with those drinks. They must be really good and I need to catch up with you now." She took a long slurp of her drink, then a second. "Yummm," she added. I had to admit that the heels really made her legs look nice.

Jill already was catching up on her drink, smiling to indicate that it was indeed quite good and then quickly refilling her glass and Sandy's, murmuring that she hoped Sandy's mother wouldn't be upset with her drinking.

"She knows," Sandy said smugly. "No problem," and once again she grinned at me.

We chatted for a while longer and Ben disappeared to mix up another pitcher of the drinks as we were all now on our third glasses. Thank goodness they were small glasses or I think we might have all been taking a little nap by this time. When he came back he went out of the room for a moment, came back in with a folding card table and set it up. "Let's go," he called. "Time to play!" He had no idea of the meaning hidden in that one.

We all sat at the table, men against the women as usual, and began to play. Sandy pulled up an extra chair. "I'll watch," she said and settled in beside her Aunt Jill.

The game moved along nicely with the usual laughing and joking as we played. Finally, the women pulled out a 10-9 victory.

"Another round of drinks?" Ben asked, looking around. There was quiet for a moment and, as I checked everyone out I realized we were all just a little glassy eyed and silly. Not really drunk, just nicely buzzed and a little "looser" than normal. None of us were used to drinking, except possibly Sandy, so we weren't used to the feeling that was slipping up on all of us which I was kind of enjoying, particularly since Sandy had continued eying me during the game.

"Sure, why not," I finally said. "They're so freaking good we might as well enjoy ourselves. We sat at the table making more small talk and slugging down our fourth glass of the frothy stuff.

I noticed suddenly that Sandy had kind of a silly grin on her face. "What's up with that?" I said and she winked back at me.

"With what?" she replied coyly, knowing fully what I meant.

"That little grin."

"Oh, well, I don't want to call you guys boring but, based on what I know and see, you are kinda." She had a cute little puckering grin that I knew meant she was up to no good.

"We have fun," Jill threw in.

"I suppose," Sandy countered, "but let me ask you a question. You do this all the time, I bet." She looked around and saw four nods. "Tell me what happened the time before last when you played." She looked from face to face.

Even without four glasses of that frothy drink I'm not sure any of us could have remembered a thing about that night whenever it was. Now, we all just sat there with dumb looks.

"See," she said brightly. "You need to make at least one of your nights very memorable, one that you'll be able to talk about years into the future. Maybe even a once-in-a-lifetime experience."

Now, even thru my fog, I was getting suspicious. Where was she going with this? She had something up her sleeve, even though she had on a sleeveless blouse.

Then she just blurted it out. "Strip Euchre," she said, looking around at our blank faces. A couple of mouths fell open along with another couple of puzzled looks. "Hey," she continued. "It's something you'll remember and would set this night apart from all others. You're all friends and aren't going to blab to anyone so no harm there. And, it would be something that none of your other friends have done I bet. You all could just look at each other once in a while with a knowing smile. It would be really exciting for you too, the thrill of the never done before." I couldn't believe how excited she was getting just talking about it.

A chorus of mumbled, "No ways." I glanced over at Ben and, him being male and not the one who suggested it, I could tell that he was probably game for it but a little hesitant, even with his buzzed condition. Jill and Kelly were looking at each other, and I suspect there were two things going through each of their minds. First, what was the other's reaction and second, sizing up for the first time what each other would look like naked and how they compared. I will mention here that Jill was not a bad looking woman with dark, curly hair, glasses and an average pretty face. She did have big tits that she carried pretty high and the legs that stuck out below her dress were pretty shapely, particularly with the high heels.

I saw Kelly take a deep breath. "Let's do it," she said decisively, nodding at Jill, then looking at me, probably knowing what my decision was. I think those drinks had loosened her up a WHOLE lot. I know it very pleasantly surprised the hell out of me. Maybe the drinks had the same effect that the sexual arousal had, loosening her inhibitions and letting her daring side take over.

Jill closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said, "I'll do it if Ben's okay with it." It looked like she was trembling just slightly.

"If Pat backs up Kelly I'm in," Ben said, about as amazed as I was. What the heck was going on with this usually very conservative group of people? That orange, frothy stuff probably had a lot to do with it.

"Let's go," I chipped in quickly before anyone could change their mind. This had been kind of a fantasy of mine for a couple of years and I couldn't believe it was really going to happen. A few drinks of alcohol can be very relaxing sometimes. But, theory was one thing and reality was something else. To fantasize about my wife naked in front of other people was one thing, but having her actually naked in front of others was something I was now wondering about. Could I handle it. Actually, I had just committed to it so I guess I was going to find out how I would react. And, of course, the thought of seeing Jill and Sandy naked was something to ponder on as well.

"Oh good, you guys are great," Sandy said with a huge smile.

"Just a minute, little girl," I cautioned. "Are you just planning to sit around and watch us all strip?" Wow, it sounded strange saying that but I was anxious not to let her miss the fun. Or perhaps me miss out on the fun.

"Not at all," she said smugly, sticking her tongue out at me, thus creating all kinds of mental pictures I was having trouble dealing with. "I won't play but I'll be part of the girl's team. What happens to them happens to me, too." Her eyes were bright and she was totally excited. The thought of seeing that tight little body naked was now certainly something to look forward to.

We sort of wandered around for a few minutes, getting our heads straight with what was going on. I glanced over at Kelly and she seemed excited about what was happening, giving me a big smile. It was still registering that other people, particularly Ben, were probably going to see my wife naked and I was processing that when I noted Jill taking another big swallow of her drink and the freckle-faced redhead also draining her glass and I realized, looking at them, that two naked looks for me versus one for Ben wasn't a bad trade, and, I realized also that in my perverted way, I was probably going to enjoy others looking at Kelly as much as my seeing the others. I was proud of her and that she was mine, if that makes any sense.

"Any special rules?" Ben asked after another minute."

"No loners or taking all five tricks," Kelly quickly said. "Just a point a hand to ... well, to let the tension rise a little." She giggled and I could see she was into this. It was hard to imagine what was happening and how she was reacting to it. She was in her 'let's make out naked in the back seat mode' and it was a long time since I'd seen that but I was right there with her. I wondered though what it would be like for her when she had to bare her private parts for all the others to see. We would find out before very long. I think I was actually trembling in anticipation.

"That sounds good," Jill chimed in, also smiling and apparently taking Kelly's cue. "Oh," she added quickly. "We have to be fair so all of us have to have on the same number of clothes." I thought it would be easier not to worry about that but just to get naked but I guess that wouldn't be nearly as much fun.

"Good point," Kelly said. "I have a dress, a slip, two shoes and two stockings, a garter belt and panties and a bra." She looked around at the others.

"My gosh, exactly what I have," echoed Jill.

"I'm almost the same except I don't have the slip. But I have a skirt and blouse so the same number - nine isn't it?" Sandy chirped in.

"Ugh," I said. "I suspect Ben and I are both at seven. How about getting a sweater and hat for each of us."

"A sweater and a hat? That doesn't seem fair, but okay," Kelly said glumly, appearing to be anxious to get started. I'm not sure any of that made a difference, the way we were going. It was hard to believe that the four of us seemed to be anxious to get started getting naked in front of the others. I was sure that Ben and I were just anxious to see the ladies naked and we weren't concerned about being naked ourselves. But what about the ladies? Were they anxious to see the men or just excited to be naked and show the other man what they had.

Ben got the sweaters and hats and we were ready and all headed for our seats at the table.

"No need for these scoring cards," Kelly said tossing them on the floor. "We can tell the score by just looking around." We all laughed as Ben poured our fifth round. We didn't want to pass out but, by this time, if you just sipped it gradually, it did keep the edge on for all of us. I wasn't sure we really needed that any more but we were just being safe.

Ben dealt first and the first hand went to the ladies amidst giggling and finger pointing. Ben and I each took off our hats. The second hand also went to the ladies and the sweaters were removed. I felt like we were kind of even since we were back to our natural clothing but, the women were ahead and we needed to get going if we wanted to see more skin. The men rallied for the third hand and, of course, the ladies all removed a shoe. Things moved along until the men had no shoes or socks and the women only had no shoes. Technically they were well ahead.

"Time for a comeback," I nodded to Ben and, sure enough, we won the next hand. Now it was a little more interesting as the women each were going to remove one of their hose. That required lifting their skirts so the stocking could be detached from the garter belt. Jill and Sandy were fairly demure in lifting their skirts but the sight of their bare legs showing above the stocking as they unclipped it from the garter belt gave me a little tingle in my crotch and I could sense the impending erection in its first stages. Each took off the hose and gave it a toss over their shoulder. Kelly lifted her dress a little higher than necessary I thought and the fringe of her muff could be seen around the edge of her blue panties which were sporting an obvious wet spot about the size and shape of her pussy lips. The tingle grew more intense as I noticed Ben take a deep breath, his eyes glued to that wet spot. The hose was unclipped, removed and tossed. She had a look on her face that I didn't often see, but was enjoying.