"You've never played High-Low?" I asked incredulously. In fact, I knew that none of the ladies sitting before me had played the game, since I was just making it up. Actually, the basic idea came to me some time ago and I had been refining it in my mind as I flew from the East Coast to the Midwest today. Then when nasty weather stopped us halfway, I ended up in the same hotel with the crew (two female pilots and one flight attendant) from our regional jet. I had chatted up the flight attendant, Annie, on our flight; I encouraged her to sell me a mix of twenty mini bottles of liquor for $50, and she had watched as I filled my otherwise rather empty briefcase. As we were checking in to the hotel, I asked the ladies if they wanted a nightcap in my room. They looked at each other and probably feeling safety in numbers, agreed. We were now sitting in a rough circle in my room as the snow continued to fall outside.
"High-Low is a simple card game, played with a single deck and two jokers," I explained. "It's sort of like poker, like a drinking game and like Truth or Dare," I continued. "It would be easier if I could show you."
Kia, the co-pilot said, "I've got cards—I'll be right back." She got up and left the room.
"I'll get ice for the drinks," added Lisa, the pilot, and she too left.
Annie turned to me as we sat alone. "Is your game going to get us drunk and rowdy?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
"If you want it to, it can," I said frankly. "If you want it to be tame, that can happen too."
"Tell you what, if you can get me into Lisa's pants, I'm willing to help you," she said matter-of-factly.
I looked at Annie in surprise. She was a very pretty brunette with shoulder-length hair, a cute but petite figure, and great legs. She was wearing her standard-issue airline uniform, complete with white blouse and dark blue skirt. She had shed her jacket and was sitting primly across from me like she had just commented on the weather. "You're kidding me. I wouldn't have guessed you swung that way," I said.
"Oh, don't get me wrong. I like men too; but I've had the hots for Lisa for a couple of years. Have we got a deal?" she added.
"OK, here's the plan," I began. "I'm going to describe a game that will sound easy, just a little naughty, but non-threatening. My goal was to get you ladies loosened up and lulled into complacency, while you were getting more and more willing to do almost anything. So just go along with me, and I think we'll both be getting lucky tonight."
Just then both Lisa and Kia came back in the room. As Kia opened a new deck of cards with the airline's logo on the back (of course), I said to Lisa, "Don't break out the bottles yet—they're part of the game."
I watched as Lisa put the ice on the counter. I could see why Annie wanted her, because I did too. Lisa was a classic tall blonde Norse goddess. She and Kia wore the pants version of the airline uniform, but for Lisa her legs looked a mile long. Even with the airline jacket on, I could tell that she had the biggest set of tits of the three. Her hair was in a bun and was so light it was almost white. I glanced at Annie--she was staring at Lisa's tight ass as she slowly winked at me.
Lisa walked back to the group, unaware of the looks from Annie and me. Kia handed me the cards as I began to explain.
"The game is simple. You get one card. You want to be High for the first hand. The highest card is the Ace of Spades, and the lowest is the 2 of Diamonds. Spades, Hearts, Clubs, and Diamonds is the rank of suits. So a 5 of Hearts is higher than a 5 of Clubs. Got it?" All three nodded.
"What about the Jokers?" asked Kia.
"I'll get to them in a minute," I assured her. "Now for the next step. Each person gets one chance to get a new card, but can't show the discard to anyone else. At the end of the optional draw, we all turn our cards face up. High gets to ask Low to do something or answer a question. That's the Truth or Dare part. If Low does the task or answers the question, that person then controls the next hand. If they don't succeed or decide not to complete the task or answer honestly, they need to drink one of those little bottles. And they sit out the next hand.
"Now let's assume they complete the challenge. Remember I said they are in control. That means that they deal, and more importantly, they choose whether the next hand is High or Low. By that I mean they can, after looking at their card, declare whether High or Low will win the hand. So Annie, say you have lost the previous hand, deal the next hand, and give yourself a 3 of Spades. You then declare Low, don't have to draw a second card, and can likely be the winner. In that case, the High card is the loser. Any questions so far?" All shook their heads as they considered the ramifications. A loser in one hand could likely be the winner in the next.
"Now to your question, Kia," I continued. "The Jokers are not only automatic winners, High or Low, but also give the holder the right to challenge all three of the others. So turn it over when you get it. If, by some chance, both Jokers are dealt in the same hand, the first one shown wins. And in addition, the person with the Joker continues to control the next hand. That's it," I concluded, looking at the three beautiful women around me. "Want to try it?"
Annie didn't let the others think about it. "Sounds like fun. We really don't have anything else to do. I'm sure this storm will sock us in for at least 24 hours, so our pilots," she nodded at her companions, "don't need to worry about helping with all the booze Bob bought. I say we play for a while and see what happens."
Lisa and Kia looked at each other, then shrugged in agreement. This was going better than I could have hoped for. I had all three gorgeous ladies ready to play a game I was making up as I went. And one of them was a mole, ready to accelerate my plans.
"Kia, you be the first dealer," I said, since she had the cards and was the quietest. Kia was Asian or Hawaiian, I wasn't sure. She too had her hair up in a bun, but it was black with just a touch of brown. She displayed a great ass in those pants. Since she had left her jacket in her room, I could see that her chest was the smallest of the three.
Kia shuffled the cards a few times, and then dealt to Lisa, Annie, me, and herself. "Remember, you want a High card this time," I reminded them. "An 8 is right in the middle."
I had a 10 of Diamonds. "If you want a new card, just discard your card face down" I said. Lisa started a discard pile, while Annie and I kept ours. Kia added hers to the pile and gave a fresh card to Lisa and herself.
"All right, all cards face up," I said. I showed my 10, Annie had a 9 of Spades, Lisa had a 5 of Diamonds, and Kia had drawn a 3 of Clubs. "I win and Kia loses," I stated. I knew I had to get the game going but not scare Kia or Lisa off. So I thought a moment, then said, "Kia, you look pretty limber. Take off your shoes and suck your big toe for 30 seconds."
My thinking was that I would get some clothing off, but under the guise of a physical challenge. It worked as I hoped, as Kia quickly took of her shoes, raised her right foot up, and easily started sucking her pantyhose-covered toe.
