"I've got two pair... what have you got?"
"Just a couple of sixes."
"You lose! Take off your bra!"
"You're cheating, Donna. I don't know how, but I know you're cheating!"
Donna smiled wickedly. So what if she knew a few tricks that allowed her to always beat her gorgeous young blonde girlfriend at strip poker?
"Lose the bra, Brooke!"
The beautiful younger girl was a freshman student at San Francisco State, and had only recently been re-united with former neighbor Donna Travers, twelve years her senior - in fact, Donna had been Brooke's babysitter while growing up. The two had been close back then, but were inarguably much closer now!
The pretty blonde unhooked her bra from the back and let it drop to her lap, revealing a pair of soft, perfectly formed breasts. Donna involuntarily licked her lips at the sight, despite have already seen the girl naked, many-many times!
Brooke giggled.
"Can we stop now, you pervert?" she pouted. "All I've got left are my panties, while you're still fully clothed, as always. It's just not fair!"
"Sorry, sweets," the older woman replied, shuffling both of them new poker-hands. "The game doesn't end until somebody is completely nude... and yes, that somebody is once again going to be you!"
"It's always me."
"Yes, of course it is," Donna countered. "But this is Friday night... it's bath night, am I right? I'm about to give you a bath! But first, I need to get you out of your clothes, capice?"
"That doesn't explain the part about my having to also give you a 'nude lap dance,' does it?"
"No, that's a rule I added just to make it more fun," Donna chuckled. "More fun for me, anyway... it's like my 'incentive-clause'... the pretty loser - you - has to give the winner - me - a sexy, nude lap-dance!"
"Fine," the pretty blonde agreed, looking exceedingly cute when she put on her 'pouty' face, and extremely hot, as well, sitting there dressed only a teeny-tiny pair of black panties that Donna had purchased for her not more than a week ago. "I'll take three cards."
"Here you go, pretty girl. And I'll take one."
Ever since their first get-together just over a month ago, Donna and Brooke had become inseparable, with Brooke visiting Donna's flat once or twice a week, occasionally to study, other times to watch television, but always to cuddle and make love with her older girlfriend.
Donna Travers and the beautiful younger college girl had what could be labelled a "sub/dom lesbian relationship" going on, with Brooke happily in the submissive role while Donna more-than-enjoyed being the one in charge!
"Three kings," she triumphantly announced, displaying her hand.
Brooke frowned before displaying a pair of tens, then dropping her cards on the table.
"I lose again."
The older woman smiled and motioned for the girl to approach her, crooking her index finger. Brooke obediently rose from her chair and slowly walked towards her, putting her finger to the sides of her hips to begin pulling down the last vestiges of clothing she wore.
"No, that's not how we do it," Donna argued. "I want you turned around and only then stripping out of your panties - very slowly - while you're dancing for me." She then reached over and casually hit the 'play' button on her CD-sound-system.
"Can't I at least pick my own music?"
"No, because you always pick something by Taylor Swift, and she does NOT record good stripper tunes!"
