"Hey babe!"
"Hey! How was your flight?"
"It was all right, nothing special."
"Where are you now?"
"I just got to the hotel. I'm going to check in. I just wanted to let you know that I'm here and all is well. Love you!"
"Love you too."
Jane travels for work a few times a year. She goes to trade shows, mainly to meet with her company's suppliers. She typically spends 2 or 3 nights and is back in time for the weekend.
She loves these little getaways. Nice hotels, great food, time for herself, what's not to like?
I also enjoy these few days on my own. This time, I took this opportunity to dust off the old Xbox and I was looking forward to playing a few games for old time sake.
She sent me a few messages during the day to keep me posted and called around 9pm.
"Hey! How was your day?"
"Oh it was fun," she answers, on a very coy tone. "How about yours?"
"I didn't go to work. I didn't see a single soul, I stayed home in complete silence. It was perfect." I paused. "What did you do for dinner?"
"Oh I went out with some of the guys from my office," she says. "They have a really great steakhouse at the hotel. The guys drank way too much, of course, and they were always trying to get me to drink with them. I couldn't keep up. I'm going to turn in, ok? I'm feeling a little loopy."
"Oh all right babe. Drink a lot of water. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Love you!"
"Love you too. Good night." She hung up.
I'm a bit worried about what she said. I've met her colleagues and they are a rowdy bunch of young guys. I know that they flirt with my wife every chance they get. She is absolutely stunning for her age.
Most men are crazy for her big breasts. You seldom see such big breasts on a petite woman such as this. Only when you remove her bra however do you find out her secret - they are incredibly firm and perfect to the touch.
After years of being with her, I could never get enough of her incredible tits.
I wonder if she is enjoying the attention from these younger men. I've seen her at the office Christmas party and I know she can get a little... playful, but it never crossed my mind that she would actually do anything beyond flirting.
I'm sure she wouldn't. Back to my video game.
2 hours later, my phone rings. It's my wife. I had lost track of time. Why is she calling me so late? Maybe she's not feeling well.
"Hello?"
I can hear some voices in the background but they are really hard to understand.
"Babe? Are you ok?"
No answer. Just noise. I'm starting to think that she butt dialed me. But I thought she was going to bed?
I can hear multiple voices, albeit muffled. Her phone is probably in her pants.
Suddenly, the phone must've moved, and I can hear more clearly.
"All right, your turn," says a man.
"I call," Jane says.
"I raise," says another man.
They're playing poker. That's odd. I didn't even know Jane knew how to play poker.
I hear someone say "I follow," but I can't figure out if it's the first man I heard or another.
"I follow as well, I guess..." Jane says.
"You're aware that it's 2 items of clothing you'll have to remove if you lose, right?"
Is my wife really playing strip poker in her hotel room with men?
"Here, let give you a little preview," I can hear her say with a grin in her voice.
I'm really wondering what is going on. I wonder if I should hang up and call back so she hears the phone ring.
The room goes quiet for a second.
"What's the matter? You guys don't like the sight of a beautiful milf? You're too hung up on your Sports Illustrated models?"
"Wow Jane! They are just incredible!"
"All right, now play," she says on a commanding tone.
"I have a pair of jacks," says the first man.
"Pair of queens," says the other.
"Well I guess you're stripping boys," she says. "Because I have three of a kind."
"Ohhhhhhhh!" I can hear the surprise and the disappointment in their voices.
"Come on, shirts and pants," she adds.
I can hear some movement in the room. Belt buckles are being undone.
"Ouuuuuuu you boys must work out a lot!" she says. "And look at you, I can see that you're hard through your underwear!"
I don't know if my wife is topless or just in a bra at this point, but it's easy to see why they'd be hard.
"It's hard not to be with you standing here in a bra," he replies.
"You haven't seen nothing yet," she teases. "Shall we play another hand?"
"Only if we all have a shot first," says one of the men.
"I don't think I can," she replies. "I've already had much more than I should've, and I don't want to get carried away with two handsome studs here in my room," she continues playfully.
I hear the sound of drinks being poured.
"Come on, just one more shot."
She doesn't need more convincing. They cheer and they drink.
Both men exhale loudly as the shots hit the table. "Now, where were we?"
"I believe we were one hand away from you showing me your cocks," says my wife.
"Not before we see your tits," says one of the men. "Come on, shuffle the cards."
Someone is passing cards. The group is silent.
"All right, who is first?"
"I call," says my wife.
"I raise," says one of the men. "All in."
"Ohhh are you sure you want to do that?" Jane asks.
"I can tell that you're dying to show us your tits," the man says. "I'm just speeding things along."
"I'm all in as well," says the other man.
"You're not giving me much of a choice here. Two pairs."
"Yes! Three of a kind, I win!" says one of the men.
"Ok boys. You win. But take a good look because those puppies are going back in this bra in just a minute. I've already crossed the line here."
She gets up and unties her bra. She covers her breasts with her hands for an instant but seductively throws the bra aside, much to the men's pleasure.
"Jade, your breasts are spectacular. I've never seen such an incredible pair of tits," says one of the men.
"HEY! Don't touch!" she says while she slaps a hand away.
