An Unexpected Game of Cards

An Unexpected Game of Cards

Author's Note: There isn't much plot here, but it's my first story and I'm working through how to (hopefully) tell an entertaining, if maybe unrealistic story.

It was a small get together that Mike and Sylvia were hosting for eight of their closest friends. Six ladies and four guys made up the group, mostly all in their early 40's. For once there were no kids. The kids were all at a school camping trip and it was time for everyone to enjoy themselves without the constant nagging and whining. A typical SoCal group, everyone was relatively fit and took care of themselves. Mike and Sylvia worked out enough to stay in shape, but he was fighting to keep his waist trim. Mike was just shy of 6 foot, originally well-built but his once well-defined musculature was slowly getting soft. Sylvia was one of the taller women in the group at around 5'8" and she kept herself in better shape than her husband. In Mike's mind, she had a right-sized chest, not too big, not too small and still perky despite being almost 43.

Don and Sheryl were their next-door neighbors and best friends. He was a couple of inches shorter than Mike, had a small pot belly and was balding. He was one of the more outgoing in their group and could always make everyone crack up with his incessant joking. Sheryl was busty and plump in all the right places, filling out her clothes in a very pleasing fashion. This night she was in a pleated skirt that fell just below her knees. Her white blouse strained at the seams to hold her assets and she had a revealing bit of cleavage showing.

Nina and Brett lived down the street. Nina was the youngest at 36 and was also the tiniest, barely reaching five foot, a strong contrast to her 5'10" husband.

They all hung out around the large kitchen island, the guys had a few beers and the ladies killed a couple bottles of wine. A couple of joints had been passed around and everyone was feeling relaxed. The talk turned a bit risqué as it often did in the group. Kim, who was currently single, had a dirty mouth and was again the first to bring down the level of conversation.

"I haven't gotten laid in months! Where'd all the good lookin' bachelor's go?"

Sheryl looked shocked, "Kim!"

"What? It's the truth and I'm getting tired of having to rub one out on my own!"

Linda laughed. "Truth! If someone can find a good single man, please send 'em my way! Although I'm surprised you're not beating off the guys that'r drawn to your...assets." Linda was the other single lady in the group and she was occasionally self-conscious about her almost flat chest and was slightly jealous over Kim's rather large breasts. This night she was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and loose blue blouse.

Don and Mike smirked at each other across the table. Don looked at his wife, Sheryl, "Well if you can get her to agree, I can help you out with any 'needs'."

"Go ahead buster," said Sheryl, "but if you touch her, I'll be cutting you short." She mimed holding something and pruning it away.

Don winced as everyone laughed.

The night continued and everyone was feeling well lubricated. The conversations bounced around throughout the night as they will and Kim could be counted for the occasional lewd comment, but it was Don who started everything.

"Mike, what happened to us? Not too long ago these parties were a lot wilder. Where's the keg in the corner? You remember that Jim and Brittany would always end up in a corner making out?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Jim and Brittany. She had the good graces to blush but he just smiled broadly, "What can I say? She was my high school crush and I can never get enough of her!" He finished by leaning over and kissing Brittany. Jim was tall, good looking and had a three-day growth of stubble. Brittany was slim, fit and wearing a tight pair of yoga pants that showed off a tight, shapely ass.

Mike nodded, "Yeah, and the games we'd play! Quarters, beer pong..."

"Never Have I Ever!" piped up Linda.

Sheryl added, "Truth or dare!"

"Spin the bottle!"

"Ooh Sylvia, that was always your favorite, wasn't it?" asked Mike.

"It was! Those were some fun times. What did happen?"

Brett shrugged, "We got older and got married. Had kids. Got respectable. Kept on a leash." Nina, his wife, slapped his shoulder.

"Some dogs need to be kenneled! But...I did like those games."

Mike nodded, "They were fun and added some spice to those parties! That's how I kissed Sylvia for the first time and then eventually got the nerve to ask her out."

Linda smiled, "That's right, you guys have been together since college. How about we spice up this party?"

"You mean like beer pong?" asked Sheryl.

"No, like truth or dare or spin the bottle. Something exciting, maybe a bit naughty."

There were some shocked expressions around the table.

"Um, most of us are married Linda."

"I know Nina, but a little spicy fun won't hurt anyone. You're all secure and happy in your marriages, right?"

There were some nods and thoughtful looks.

Mike spread his hands, "Well, I have do have this pack of Dare cards. Some of them are a bit naughty."

"Dare cards? What're those?"

"They are a bit of a cross between spin the bottle and truth or dare."

"Mike, do I want to know what you're doing with Dare cards?" Sylvia gave him a very inquiring look.

"Nope! They were on sale on Amazon, 5 stars, had to get them."

Nina gave Mike a look of disbelief, but smiled and said, "I'm in!"

Jim pipped in, "That's my line!" Everyone burst out laughing as Brittany's faced turned an interesting shade of red and then slapped her husband on the arm.

She worked through the embarrassment, "Well, I'm in too." She shot everyone a look of defiance and the implicit challenge in her eyes made everyone pause.

"Well, if she's going to do it, I'll do it too!" Mike thought everyone was surprised at Sheryl's remark, but most of all her husband Don.

"If she's in, I guess I gotta do it too." Mike went to fetch the cards, which were elaborately decorated on the top, and he showed them to everyone.

Mike looked around, "Anyone else? No spectators allowed. If you're not playing, no more beer or wine and you have to leave." Lots of boos greeted this pronouncement, but it worked and everyone else agreed to play. "Ok," he continued, "what happens tonight doesn't get mentioned afterwards. No phones, no pictures!"

He gestured everyone to proceed him into the living room with its deep shag carpet. "Ok, everybody sit in a circle." Mike sat down and Sylvia sat down to his right. To his left sat Linda. Next to her were Brittany and Jim. Brett and Nina were next to them, which put them across the circle from Mike and Sylvia. Kim, then Sheryl and Don completed the circle.

"Hey Mike, can I see the cards?"

He looked at Linda, "Nope, no spoiling each card's surprise." He brought out a Stone Brewing beer bottle, "Whoever's up spins the bottle and the person that the bottle points to gets to do the dare. I'll draw a card and read it. That person has to do what the card says. If you fail to do it, then you're banished from the room and cut off from the beer and wine. And then no more Scotch for you Brett!"

Everyone sat or knelt in the circle on the floor and waited expectantly. Sheryl had to carefully arrange her skirt to avoid flashing everyone as she sat, but despite her best efforts her skirt pulled well up her thighs. Mike continued, "Nina, as you are the youngest, you spin first. It has to make at least one full revolution or the person to your right gets to spin. Whoever the bottle points to gets the first dare. Once they've successfully completed their dare, they get to spin the bottle." Everyone nodded in understanding and held their breath as Nina spun the bottle. It went around several times and then slowly stopped, coming to rest in front of Sheryl.

She stared at the bottle, coloring slightly, but took a breath and looked up at Mike, "Ok Mike, give it to me!"

Mike reached out and drew the first card, "Pick someone of the opposite sex and give them a kiss."

Sheryl sighed in relief, "Don!" She leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the mouth.

"Well, that was anti-climactic! She got to kiss her hubby!" exclaimed Sylvia. She punched Mike on the arm, "I thought you said these were naughty!"

"Oh, my gawd Mike! That was fuckin' weak!"

Mike gave Sylvia and Kim a dark look. "Well, that's what the package said! They start easy and slowly ramp up the naughtiness. I haven't actually read any of them...."

"Great...well Sheryl, go ahead and give it a spin, hopefully the next card is better!" Sheryl reached out and gave the bottle an expert spin. It swung around and eventually landed on Jim. He looked at Mike in expectation.

"Kiss someone, not your partner, for 30 seconds." Mike looked up, "Well, I guess we need an official timekeeper. Would someone mind helping out?"

Linda nodded, "I'll do it. Ready Jim? Go!"

Jim leaned over to his right and leered at Kim, "Hey baby, how about a kiss?" She shook her head in amusement but leaned forward to meet him. Jim dove in, expertly smooching her and right as Linda called "Time!" he slipped her a bit of tongue.

"That sly devil French kissed me! What've you been feeding him Brittany?" Jim looked pleased with himself as Brittany shook a finger at him.

"I can't take you anywhere nice!"

"Well, you're at our place," said Mike, "so I wouldn't exactly call it nice. Friendly. Welcoming with open legs, I mean arms. But maybe not nice." Everyone laughed. "Ok Jim, your turn with the bottle, give her a whirl!"

Jim had settled himself after his kissing bout, he leaned forward and twirled the bottle around madly. It spun quickly and everyone waited with baited breath as it slowly stopped and settled on Kim, who happened to be sitting across from Mike.

"Oh crap! First, I get kissed, now I get served. Ok Mike, read it to me."

Mike took a card, "While staying in the room, in full view, take off an article of clothing."

"Anything?"

"I guess so," replied Mike, "that's all it says". Kim smirked and removed her sandals.

"My turn to spin."

As she leaned forward, to spin Mike took the opportunity to ogle her cleavage as it was presented to him in its glory. Sylvia noticed and swatted his arm, "Pay attention, the bottle is stopping!" The bottle stopped and pointed at Don.

"Kiss the first guy to your right." Mike looked up at Don who had a look of horror on his face, equally matched by Brett, who was seated to his right.

"Well guys, it just says kiss, not French kiss or for how long. Kissy kissy or you gotta leave."

Brett started to get up, but Nina held his arm. "Please stay!"

"Ok...." Brett and Don exchanged an embarrassed peck on the cheek. "Good enough?"

"Yes, go ahead and spin!" Mike groaned and grabbed a card as the bottle landed on him. "French kiss a neighbor for 30 seconds. Pick someone not your partner. Whew!" Mike waggled his eyebrows at Linda, "What do you say baby?"

"If you weren't so corny I'd say 'No', but do I have a choice?"

"Not really..."

Sylvia pipped up, "Go ahead Linda, show him how's it done. He could use a good lesson in kissing!" Mike shot her a dirty look as everyone laughed. He got up and made a big show of settling in next to Linda. He leaned in, they locked lips and he began to gently kiss her. Mike reached up and took Linda by the neck, holding her close to him. He felt a stirring in his shorts and had to shift to cover it. Linda felt herself grow warm and a faint dampness grew in her pussy as she began to melt from the passionate kiss.

"Hey, how long have you guys been at it? You're making out with our timer." Brett looked around the group and everyone shrugged. "I think you guys have been going at it longer than 30 seconds!"

Sylvia caught herself breathing deeply, "Hey you two! Linda, give me back my husband!" Mike and Linda reluctantly broke their kiss. Linda felt her pulse racing and blushed deeply.

Kim giggled, her breasts jiggling slight, "Look at her! I think she liked it!" Don was mesmerized by the sight of Kim's bouncing tits and he only tore his eyes away when Sheryl smacked him on the arm.

"Well, he's pretty good. Sylvia must have taught him well!" Mike smiled smugly as he shot Sylvia a glance. She gave him a long look back.

"Ok" said Mike, "I think it's my turn to spin." He set words to action and spun the bottle. It turned and landed evenly between Brittany and Jim. "I think I need to do this again." His second spin was better and Sylvia was the bottle's next victim. Mike drew a card, "Take off an article of underwear without leaving the room. Give it to someone, not your partner."

Sylvia blushed, thought for a moment, and then brightened, "No problem!" She did the lady's trick of removing her bra through the arms of her shirt. However, her shirt was billowy enough that half the room caught a brief look at her tits.

"Nice tits!" hollered Brett. "You're a lucky guy Mike!"

"Yeah, I am. She's stacked in all the right spots! Lucky for you guys to catch a look." The heated stares from all the men made Sylvia blush again and she could feel her nipples harden in response.

Sylvia took her spin and it pointed towards Jim. "Pick someone to remove an article of clothing, tell them which one you want."

Jim took his time looking around. "Sheryl my dear, I'd love to have your panties." He was obviously thinking that she was the only girl with a skirt that night.

"Oh, come on Jim, I'll end flashing everyone all night!"

"Yep, that's what I'm counting on! Hey Brittany, you want to switch spots? I think you have a better view from where you are!" Everyone laughed as Sheryl stood up. She carefully hitched up her skirt in an effort to preserve her modesty and then swiftly pulled down her panties.

Brett whistled appreciatively as he caught a flash of shaved pussy, "Wow! The infield is kept pretty neat on her!" Sheryl hid her eyes as she passed Jim her panties. They were a light blue, high scalloped pair with only a thin piece of material in the back. He stuffed them in a pocket while grinning broadly.

Jim looked at Mike, "Ok who spins? Me or Sheryl?"

"You do, it was your card."

Jim leaned forward and spun, landing on Brett. "Pick someone and take off a piece of their clothing, anything above the knees. However, their choice."

Brett's eyes roamed over the group, "Brittany, you haven't been picked for anything." Brittany regarded herself for a moment, she was in a tight, black yoga style pants with a thong underneath. She didn't want to give up her pants! She didn't want Brett reaching in her blouse to mess with her bra, so her blouse it was.

"You can take off my blouse... but no funny business!"

Brett looked at Mike, "Well, the card didn't say anything about that. I'd say that Brett gets a reasonable amount of time to pull off your shirt, any 'accidental' cops, I mean feels, are just how the game is played." Brittany looked resigned, her husband Jim looked intrigued, and Brett looked like he was going to have some fun.

He moved over behind Brittany, "Raise your arms sweetie!" She did as directed and Brett proceeded to slowly lift the hem of her blouse, running his hands along both of her flanks. She shivered as his fingers reached her breasts, trailing along the side. Brett paused, "I seem to be having a little trouble here, getting your blouse over your boobs, they're so nice!"

"Yeah, right mister! You're just using this as an opportunity to cop a feel!" Brett's hands moved forward and brushed Brittany's nipples through her bra, which was sheer and silky. He felt her nipples harden under his fingertips. He took a moment more to rub them gently, then finished raising her blouse over her head. Her nipples poked through her bra, obvious to everyone. Brett tossed her blouse onto a nearby chair and returned to his spot. Brittany slowly sat down as everyone cheered, her husband among the loudest.

"I guess I'm going to give you all a show every time I lean forward to spin this damn bottle!"

Don grinned at her, "That's what I'm looking forward to! And I think its Brett's turn to spin."

Mike could feel a certain tension in the room. One of the girls was without her shirt, another had no bra, and a third had no panties. He could see the guy's hungry eyes roving the group. Brett spun the bottle, drawing all eyes to it. It stopped at Linda and all eyes rested on her for a moment before moving up to Mike as he grabbed the next card. "Drop trou."

"What?"

"You heard me Linda, drop your trousers! Or in your case, your shorts!" Linda shrugged and stood up. Mike had always pegged her as somewhat of an exhibitionist. Her clothes were always tight around the waist and legs, probably in an effort to emphasize them as opposed to her pretty flat chest. She grabbed the waistline of her shorts and in one quick motion, pulled them below her knees. She slowly stepped out of them as everyone goggled at her high cut, bright pink panties. They were pulled up, bringing her mound into relief. It was obvious that there was very little hair between her legs. Seeing the attention, Linda twirled around, flashing her bum. She then sat back down, but not in a demur pose, but with her feet spread, she rested her elbows on her knees and gazed back at everyone in a satisfied, yet challenging manner.

Mike felt his groin tighten again. "Ok....your turn to spin" he managed to get out. Linda tucked one foot under her, leaned forward and spun the bottle. It stopped at Don. No one was looking at Mike as he grabbed the next card and read, "Drop trou. Oh, two of these!"

Don slowly rose, "Oh man! I would get that card right after Linda put on her show!" As he stood, everyone could see the bulge in the front of his pants. Someone snickered as he slowly unfastened his belt, then let his shorts drop to the ground. His black boxers were tented out as his dick tried to slip out. He had to adjust himself as he sat, to avoid falling out.

"My oh my, did I do that?" asked Linda. "Do you need some help with it?"

Don grinned and nodded at Sheryl, "Only if she lets me!"

Sheryl looked at Don and then at Linda, "Well, the way this is starting to go, you may have a chance!"

Don leaned forward and spun the bottle which selected Nina. "About time you got something!"

Mike read, "Spin again." Mike nodded at Nina who spun the bottle, as it rotated around, he continued, "Take this person and go to the nearest closet. With no lights, completely exchange ALL clothing." The bottle landed on Mike. "Oh shit. No way, I'm not going to be able to fit into your clothes!"

Sylvia laughed at him, "Go ahead big boy, try to fit in her clothes. I think our hall closet is closest, and there should be room to change, but it is a bit full." She bit her lip, "And I think I'm going to go get our camera!"

Mike shook his head at his wife and helped Nina to her feet. Their size differential was stark, he was pushing six feet while she hit five feet when standing on tip toes. Mike was in good shape, but he wasn't looking forward to fitting into her pants, he doubted he'd be able to close them and his condition would be obvious to everyone. They walked to the closet as everyone started up a low murmur, commenting and betting on how Mike was going to get into her clothes. Mike opened the closet door, shoved some hanging jackets to one side, and cleared the floor a bit by pushing stuff to the back. It was still very cramped as he slipped inside. Nina followed and shut the door. They were both forced to press close together by the mass of jackets.

"Ok, how do you want to do this?"

"I don't know, how about we both take everything off simultaneously, then help each other get stuff back on."

"Sounds good." With that, Mike undid the buckle of his belt and let his shorts drop to the floor. He could feel Nina messing with her shirt and was elbowed in the gut as she lifted it over her head. His loud "oof" was followed by a bout of laughter from everyone in the circle, who were avidly listening to the thumps and jostling coming from the closed closet. He took off his shirt in turn and could tell by the way Nina was twisting about that she was working on her bra. Once it was off, she paused to take a breath and he confirmed it was her bra as he felt her naked tits on his belly/chest. She rested a moment and then squirmed a bit to work on her pants. He felt her nipples rub on the bottom of his chest; she murmured, "Oooh" as he felt her nipples harden. By this point, his dick was getting pretty stiff, but it was bent and twisted up in his boxer briefs. He reached down to loosen them, then dropped them to the floor. He heard another "Oooh" as his dick brushed up against Nina's stomach. He wasn't sure, but he thought he felt a flash of fingers run up one side. He was naked at this point and he could tell Nina was working on her panties. They seemed to have gotten stuck below her knees. As she bent over to work them off, her breath struck his dick, causing him to quietly groan. Trying to balance on one foot, Nina lost her balance and fell against him, her cheek striking his dick.