"God, this is so boring," Erika said as she opened the well-stocked mini-bar.
"I know," Chelsie agreed and changed the channel on the small TV. "But we don't have any other options, do we?"
"I know. This really sucks," Laurie added. "I guess we can forget the conference."
"Yeah, well until they reopen the roads we're stuck here," Erika said for the fourth time. She sat down on the queen-sized motel bed -- stranded due to the snow storm that closed all roads in both directions. They were on the way to a conference and probably wouldn't make it now. They were lucky to get the last room at this roadside motel.
"Do you have any ideas?" Chelsie asked. "I'm up for something other than just watching TV."
"I don't know -- does anyone have a deck of cards?" Laurie asked.
"There's one in the mini-bar, I just saw it. Why, does anyone know any card games?" Erika asked, getting back up, she walked to the mini-bar. She opened it and took the deck out. "It will cost us $5, but I guess it's worth it. We're already in $30 for the beers."
"Sure, we could play some poker," Chelsie said as she sat down at the table next to Laurie.
"I don't know how to play poker," Laurie said.
"How bout Blackjack? That's an easy one," Erika said. "You can learn it fast if you don't know it." Erika was a little frustrated with Laurie, who wasn't the brightest member of their group, but she couldn't get too angry with her since she was pretty nice.
"That's fine with me," Laurie said. At least she'd played it before and it was a little easier than poker.
"Well let's do it," Erika said, sitting at the third chair at the smallish table. She had the cards and three beers from the mini-bar. "Let's get started – I'll deal," she said as she popped open the can of Budweiser.
Erika was a petite girl in her late-twenties and the oldest of her three coworkers. She had mid-length dark hair which was pretty curly – especially after being out in the snow. She had soft, tan, skin and a perfect complexion that accented her Italian facial features and deep brown eyes. While she was short, she had a very shapely body, and wore just the right clothes to accent her curves.
It was her idea to drive to the conference -- an idea she now kind of regretted, she thought as she dealt the first hand. But it might be fun to have a 'girl's night' with Chelsie and Laurie, she thought as she looked over at Chelsie, who was the youngest of the three and had just started working with them at the beginning of the year.
Chelsie had longer brown hair with blonde highlights, and was in the best shape of them all, Erika figured. She was about 5'6" and was very thin, except for her chest which Erika estimated was about a C-cup, but looked even bigger in comparison to her thin little waist and hips.
Chelsie knew that Erika was looking her over so she glanced down at her cards, and then looked up at Laurie. Laurie had been in the office for about a year longer than Chelsie but about two years less than Erika. She wasn't all that smart, but probably got away with a lot because of her blonde hair and huge boobs, even though she seemed to be carrying a few extra pounds. She must be packing a nice set of Double D's in her bra, Chelsie thought, and noticed that she always wore a low cut shirt to get some attention. Tonight was no different, which Chelsie assumed she did to try and intimidate her female colleagues in a subconscious way. Girls with huge tits always did that, Chelsie thought. She looked down at her own chest, which she always stuck out a little further when Laurie was around. Chelsie looked back at Erika, who was beautiful, and also had a nice set of tits, even if it looked like they were starting to sag a little. I guess we all have it coming, Chelsie thought, as she turned her attention back to her cards.
"You want a hit or not Chels," Erika asked. "You have a nine showing." Erika was already into the 'dealer mode.'
"Hit me," Chelsie said, and Erika handed her over another card, this time a three to add to her nine and five. She had a 17 and decided to stop. "I'll stand."
"OK Laurie, what do you want," Erika asked. Laurie looked at her cards, a ten and a king. "I'll stay!" she said, too enthusiastically, Erika thought. She turned her attention to her own cards.
"I'll need another," she said. She picked up a card, a ten, and added it to her eight and six. "Damn, I'm out."
"Busted!" Chelsie said. "17 here."
"I've got a 20," Laurie beamed. "Cool, I win!"
Sure, you dizzy bitch, you get everything -- Chelsie caught herself thinking. "Good game, Laurie! You're a shark! We're in trouble!"
"Nah, beginner's luck, I'm sure," Laurie said, and handed her cards over to Erika.
"OK, let's go again," Erika said taking another swig of beer. Chelsie and Laurie did the same. Another round was dealt, and Erika won this time. Chelsie won the next two, and Laurie the next. The beers were quickly drained, and Chelsie got up to raid the mini-bar.
"What do you want, Erika? Only one beer, then some harder stuff," Chelsie said as she peeked up from the bar.
"Definitely the beer," Erika said. "You want something harder Laurie?"
"Yeah, I'm the lush, whatever is fine," Laurie said blushing a bit. She was getting kind of drunk, but what the hell, they all were, and she wasn't going anywhere.
"Then I'll have the little bottle of vodka, and you can have the gin, Laurie," Chelsie walked back to the table. The cards were already dealt.
"This isn't very exciting without anything at stake, is it?" Laurie said, screwing the top off of her gin. "Maybe we should play for money or something?"
"I don't have any cash," Chelsie said.
"Me either," Erika said. She watched Laurie take a sip of gin as she popped open another beer.
"We could play for something else," Laurie said sheepishly.
"You mean clothes?" Chelsie said with a laugh.
Erika looked at Laurie and then at Chelsie and felt her heart jump just a little at the thought. She had never even remotely wondered what her coworkers looked like under their clothes, but suddenly felt very curious. "Hell, why not?" she said.
Chelsie looked at Erika's chest and could see her nipples poking out from beneath her bra and white shirt. Chelsie felt herself get excited. She had wondered before what Erika must have looked like naked, but usually let the thought leave her mind immediately. Now she really wanted to see her, and couldn't really explain why. Maybe it was the booze talking, she thought, as she took a sip from her glass. "I'm game," she said.
"We should probably add another element to it, though," Erika thought, her creative juices starting to flow.
"Uh oh," Laurie said, "I've seen that look on your face before, Erika," she added with a laugh. "What's your big idea?"
"Well, we could play strip blackjack, and whoever has clothes on at the end gets to be the boss for the rest of the time we're in this motel," she couldn't believe what she said once the words came out of her mouth. She quickly took a swig of beer.