"Abby please come into the family room I need your help."
She was out in the kitchen getting drinks for my friends. It was poker night, and it was a hot summer night too. Abby wasn't a player, but she liked my friends, especially Mike and Josh.
"Ok what's going on? Why is everybody smiling?"
I didn't even turn around to look at her, instead I was concentrating on the cards in my hand and the pile of chips in the middle of the table. I didn't have to look, I let the other guys give her the attention she deserved. I still the vision in my head from when we were getting dressed. With her slender legs and the way her ass nicely rounded out her loose khaki shorts how could anyone forget?. And those large breasts, covered just right by a soft halter top that tied at the back of her neck and around the middle of her back. When I say just right, I mean that there was enough exposed that made you stare as long as you could get away with it. And the fabric was thin enough to let you know that her nipples were about the same diameter as the poker chips on the table. Just before the game started she sat with us for a few minutes, barefoot and with one leg completely bent so that her left foot was planted right on the chair against her crotch. Whether she knew or not, we could see right inside the opening of her shorts, and I admired as I knew my friends could also see the detail of the flowered pattern of her panties.
Mike was single. Josh was married and his wife Trish was attractive like Abby. I had seen Trish dressed in shorts and a hot little tube top, and I had trouble not staring then. Especially when the tank top accidentally came apart while we were out on their boat. But now, tonight it was my friends' turn to savor Abby.
"I'll explain in a second, hon. Please just sit on this chair for now."
"Wait guys, you know I don't play cards." The smiles continued but no one said a word to Abby. "We know that, hon. Just sit here and relax. Mike will pour you some more wine."
Abby knew something was up, but she played along in her typical good natured way. She was feeling a buzz from her first two glasses of wine, and she could see that we all were pretty much in the same state of mind.
"Son of a bitch. Josh you got that full boat on the last card. You knocked my flush right down the toilet," I said jokingly.
Abby spoke up, "honey it looks like you're out. You don't seem to have any chips left." Mike and Josh couldn't contain themselves, they laughed and cheered. Mike pumped his fist in the air like a college kid at a football game.
"Wow, you guys are really into this tonight"she said, "how much did you win Josh?" Josh just sat there and smiled, and he kept from looking Abby in the face. His nervousness was obvious.
"Well the game's not over yet, hon."
"But you don't have any chips."
"That's why I need your help. I couldn't cover the bet, so I put you up as collateral, sort of." All three of us guys burst into laughter, and I actually started to get a little nervous. "I, uh, I need you to flash your boobs."
"Oh my god " was all that Abby could say before she covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, laughing and repeating "oh my god" a few more times. "What did you do? You told them they could see one of my breasts? Are you crazy? No way "
"But hon, I really don't have any choice. I lost the bet. I told them they could see both of them."
"And you don't care if they see my breasts naked?"
"Actually, no I don't mind. Anyway, you know your boobs are awesome. I shouldn't be the only guy who ever gets to see them."
"Well, first of all, Trish would want to kill me. And you guys would just think I'm a slut if I did."
Mike shook his head, "no way, I know you better than that Abby. You'd still have my respect."
"What about you Josh?" she asked. "What do you have to say, since you're the one who won the hand?"
"I won't tell a soul," he said. "I must admit, they're hard not to stare at even with your clothes on. What harm will it be since we're all friends. It's not like we're going to make you do anything else."
"No, I just can't. I can't help thinking what Trish would think of this."
"Trish wouldn't mind," said Josh, "I mean, there's no reason to tell her, but I think she'd do it for us if the situation was reversed. Remember the time her top fell off on the boat. She just laughed it off and so did you."
Abby did remember. She remembered how Trish carelessly hung off the side while the boat soared across the lake, and how all of a sudden a gush of water from another boat caught Trish head on, and the top just split apart at the snaps. And she also remembered that Trish insisted on leaving it out in the sun to dry. And how Trish spent the next few hours just barely covering her breasts with a small towel hung over her shoulders. Abby also remembered how even though they were small, they hung beautifully from her chest, swaying gracefully as the boat moved with the waves. And even though Trish's nipples were tiny, they were a nice dark shade of brown, matching her long hair.
"Well, maybe it's ok." she said. Let's think about this for a while, I'm a little nervous right now."
I got up and stood behind Abby's chair. "Mike, turn down the lights a little. I think she's scared."
