"Are you sure about this?" Alexis asked her husband. Zach looked at her.
"Of course! Don't you think it'll be hot?"
"Well, sure, but..."
"Listen. I've talked to the guys. They are all down," he said, grabbing her shoulders as if to steel her nerves.
"What about the--"
"All of their wives are going to the movies, like every week."
Alexis nodded slowly. It was a fantasy that she and Zach discussed more than once, sometimes when they were having sex. It started small, with Zach bringing a friend into their bedroom. Slowly it grew and twisted until it came to this: Alexis sucking off the guys as they played their weekly poker game.
"Have a glass of wine. It'll help you relax."
"Fuck that. I need a shot of vodka," Alexis laughed nervously.
"Lex, listen. I only want this if you do."
"I do. It's just, I dunno, a big step." Alexis walked to the freezer and grabbed the bottle of vodka. She poured about a shot into a glass and squeezed a lime into it. She gulped it down, and sucked a breath through her teeth, nodding.
"Well, they will all be here in about an hour. Why don't you get ready? I'll make your excuse to the wives. Fuck. This is so hot! I can't believe we're going to do this!"
Alexis walked upstairs and tied her hair up in a sloppy ponytail. She applied her makeup, light powder, heavy mascara, and a dark pink, glossy lip. Zach mentioned that he wanted to see her mascara streaming down her cheeks by the end of the night. By the time she pulled on and adjusted the outfit they decided on, she heard the first ring of the doorbell. Her heart raced.
Not long after that, the three other couples arrived. Alexis could hear Zach's voice but not the words he said. Several more minutes passed, and she paced in the bedroom, waiting for her husband to come get her. The front door opened and closed again (she assumed it was the wives leaving) and she heard Zach's footsteps on the stairs, coming to retrieve her.
He opened the door, looking slightly worried. "Babe, don't freak out--holy shit you look amazing." Zach's eyes took in her form, from the cut-off denim booty shorts to the strappy, tight white tank top, licking his lips as he saw her nipples poking through the fabric.
"Don't freak out? What? Why? What happened?" Alexis tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear, her bright green eyes searching his dark brown ones. Zach shook his head to clear his mind, and held up his hands as if to deflect blame.
"Okay, okay. Right. Well, all the guys are here. But Madison wants to play. Poker, but also, well, I think Tyler told her about the plan tonight."
"Wait. What?" Alexis's eyes widened. Madison wanted to....*play*?
"I told them I would have to ask you first, but.... I think it would be so fucking hot!"
Madison was tall, lean, and athletic. She had short red hair that barely reached her chin, and a beautiful smile. Alexis had admired her gracefulness during girls' nights more than once. She had no idea that Madi would be interested in something like what they had planned.
"You know what?" she said finally. "Let's do it. I mean, why not?"
Zach grabbed Alexis and kissed her. She could feel the hardness of his thick cock pushing into her thigh. "I'm so lucky that you're my wife. My hotwife," he said with a wink. She smacked him on the shoulder and wiped her lip gloss off his mouth.
"Okay, let's go," she said, sliding her hand into his.
They walked downstairs together and the conversation stopped between the four men and Madison. All eyes fell upon Alexis and Zach, and a couple of the guys shifted nervously. Zach squeezed Alexis's hand as they walked up to the group.
"Alright, fellas. And, uh, Madison," Zach started. "Thank you for indulging us. I just want to go over the rules with everyone here."
Alexis watched everyone's glances bounce from Zach to her, up and down her body, then back to Zach as he spoke.
"First, if Alexis decides at any time that she wants to stop, we stop." Murmurs of ascent filled the pause after Zach's first statement.
"Okay, so. The poker game will start as usual. With one difference. Lex will be under the table. When someone takes the chip lead, they will also win Lex's mouth until they lose the lead. Remember, she's in charge, so keep your hands where I can see them," Zach said with a wry smile.
"How will she know who's got the lead?" Damon asked, his eyes falling on Alexis's perky little tits. Her pussy ached, knowing she was about to be the center of attention for a few hours.
"I'll announce it," Zach continued, "then it's up to that person to indicate who he--or she--is under the table."
Madison laughed. "I don't think Lex will have trouble picking me out," she said with a wink. Alexis's heart beat in her throat. She had never gone down on a woman before, and she found herself hoping that she would get the chance to try.
"Alright, we lifted the table up a little so that it's easier for Lex to, uh, do her thing without hitting her head. So don't worry, you didn't shrink." Zach finished with a smile and grabbed a beer from the nearby kitchen counter.
"Everyone ready?"
They all murmured their consent.
"Lex?" Zach asked, turning to his wife. Alexis nodded. "Okay, then, why don't you get in place?"
Alexis walked over to the table and sank to her knees, crawling underneath and sitting in the middle. One by one, the chairs around her filled up. Damon, in his black athletic shorts, sat right in front of her. Tyler sat next to him, grey sweatpants already showing a bulge. His wife sat to his right, her long legs disappearing under a short blue skirt. Karl and Tim sat down next, both in what looked like pajama pants, and finally Zach took the final chair.
