Shy Wife Ch. 6: Deal Me In -- Part II
I was shocked. My formerly shy wife was about to bet her naked body in a game of cards and either win Russ as her prize or join the winnings of another player. The surprise showed in my face and my dick again began to rise inside my shorts.
Chris set down the tray and re-joined our circle, taking up her original position, sitting as demurely as possible across from Russ.
"OK," I said, "five card draw, deuces wild. Russ and Chris ante up with – well themselves -- against four items each from Stacie and me." I felt myself getting hard and hot as I dealt the hand. Russ's member stood at attention and Chris hands shook a little as she picked up and held her cards. She took two in her trembling hands, Russ one, Stacie and I took three. I held a paltry pair and turned them up, Stacie had two kings. Chris smiled, she looked at Russ,–" three tens" she said. Russ face remained steady. He lay down a pair.
"Looks like I own you." Chris said with obvious relief. Russ smiled as I would in his situation -- being Chris' prize could hardly qualify as a loss. But then Russ laid down two four fours and a duce – a full house. "Nice try, but your tits and ass belong to me now," he said with a smile. "Bring those nice tits of yours over here."
He held out his hand and Chris took it to stand up, a little flushed and trembling. She sat down beside him. "What do you do with a naked lady?" Russ asked.
"Bet her," Stacie suggested.
"No way," he replied. "Your turn to deal Stacie," he said to his wife who looked on skeptically. Russ pulled his boxers back on over his erect penis and piled his other winnings beside him with Chris sitting among them. He laid his hand on her thigh; she flinched ever so slightly and took a breath, looked up at me and then looked down, but did not remove his hand.
"If you boys can bring your attention back to the game," Stacie said, "this is five card
stud
."
We smiled. "OK, deal," I replied.
We played a couple hands. As we played Russ lightly rubbed Chris thigh with two of his fingers. She squirmed, took a deep breath, glanced over at me then looked down again. It was plain that she did not know what to do.
Stacie lost both hands. She had been up by quite a bit so she still had plenty of clothes, but she seemed to have lost her concentration. I think Russ sensed this too. "Hey Chris, how about a shoulder rub," he said, glancing over at Stacie, who tried not to react. Chris got dutifully behind Russ and began rubbing his shoulders. "No, lean closer so I can feel your breasts." She flushed bright red, but leaned closer, right against him. "No, don't use your hands, just the breasts."
Chris paused, glanced at me and opened her lips as if to say something. Then she looked at the floor. Chris put a leg on either side of Russ. Then she put her hands behind her head, closed her eyes and leaned forward, rubbing her soft breasts against his back as she swayed back and forth. "There that's good," he said.
"Oh yea!" I thought, as I saw my wife's supple breasts caress his shoulders and back, her eyes closed. I never in a million years thought she would do something like that, but she said she would play and was not going to back out now. Besides, I had seen the way she looked at Russ's hard member. Secretly, I think she wanted him, but she would never admit it, even to herself.
Stacie's jaw had dropped and so did her cards. I could see them, a pair of sixes. I was having a hard time (literally) keeping my concentration too. Despite that, I won the hand. I guess Russ thought he needed to regain some concentration, or perhaps he thought he might shoot his load. Anyway, he sent Chris for another round of drinks and we continued to play.
Stacie's concentration appeared to be completely blown. Where earlier she had been mostly winning, the tide had turned. She bet too much when she had poor hands and luck turned against her on the good ones.
When Chris returned with another round of drinks. Russ had Chris lean against him and hold the glass to his mouth each time he wanted a sip. This did not help Stacie's concentration. She lost another hand and slid off her short skirt to reveal her skimpy embroidered black lace panties, through which I could see her closely cropped bush. She lost her blouse on the same hand, revealing a matching lace bra, cut low and almost transparent around the embroidered pattern. "Nice Stacie" I said. She gave me a fake half smile. Her attention now seemed to turn from Russ and Chris, to her predicament. "Just deal," she said to me.
Another hand and I turned up four of a kind to Stacie's full house. The three of us watched as she unhooked her bra to free her ample breasts. She stood and let the panties drop too, her closely trimmed bush accenting her perfect figure. "Had enough?" said Russ. He glanced in my direction and saw my admiring gaze at his wife.
"No way," she said. I plan on winning -- or being the prize -- that is if you think you can handle me." She glanced my way.
"Well, why wait." I said – "your body against four items – more than fair I think." I received a more genuine smile from her as I dealt the cards. At this point I had hardly realized through my excitement that Russ's pile of booty had grown larger as mine had been shrinking, although he wore only his boxers. The remainder of his winnings sat next to him by Chris or on her lap.
I tried to muster my concentration. I wanted to own Stacie's breasts. But, in the end I lost the hand to Stacie. Russ reached into Chris' lap and drew out two belts and three socks. No way for Stacie to cover her exposed beauty with those. As he retrieved the items from Chris lap, he made no effort to avoid touching her, in fact he rubbed her bush.
I did the best I could to keep Stacie naked, but had to contribute my pants to he equation to total five items. She pulled my pants on and sat there bear breasted and smiling wearing my pants as she dealt the cards.
Russ won this time, I gladly contributed my shirt to keep it from falling into Stacie's hands and covering those gorgeous breasts. Now I was in deep danger of being naked for the first time that evening. My erection had not subsided since Chris lost her clothes and was fighting its way out of my shorts. Russ dealt and won again.
Off with my shorts. My erection sprung free to hoots and claps from Chris and Stacie. "Ooh, looks like you have been enjoying the game," said Stacie.
"Just who is that for," Chris said, as I eyed Stacie's bare breasts.
"Well?" Russ said.
"My turn for a comeback now," I said "and Russ, please fold if you think you might win." My body was now on the line. I dealt the cards but my luck went south. Two pair to Russ's three of a kind. Stacie, however, turned up a straight. Russ contributed a belt, two shoes and a sock that he retrieved from Chris lap with another gratuitous rub of her bush.
Stacie raised her eyebrows but turned her attention to me " I believe I own you. My turn for a little back rub now" she said looking at me with a sideways glance at Russ. "Over here slave."
Well, I always figured I would be the winner and have both girls, but being Stacie's prize was not so bad. I would get to rub her shoulders and look down at her breasts. Little hope for anything else, but who knows. I sat down behind her and began to gently caress her shoulders as Russ smiled and shuffled the cards, ready for the next round. Clearly, he was thinking that winning both girls would top off his night. After he dealt, he reached over and fondled Chris' breast, smiling across at Stacie.
She smirked back at him. "Get close behind me," she said to me. " I want to feel your excitement." I willingly complied and rubbed my member against Stacie's lower back with my hands on her shoulders.
Russ would not be outdone. "Why don't you sit in my lap doll," Russ said to Chris as he got ready to deal. Chris glanced over at me. Maybe she was looking at Stacie, I can't be sure. But she slid around and sat down in front of Russ, her legs crossed. He wrapped his legs around her and under hers, so he was sitting cross legged with her in his lap. He reached around her on either side and dealt the cards as Stacie looked on.
Once he had dealt the cards, Russ glanced at them, then brought them back to Chris' chest, just at the top of her breasts. Then he dropped his left hand down and ran it around her soft nipple. Chris squirmed slightly and drew in a breath. "What's wrong?" he whispered, "you know I own you."
"Well yea, but this is going a bit far... don't you think?" She said looking at Russ and then over at me.
"Well, you are the one who bet it all." I said.
Chris looked unsure, she dropped her gaze to the floor. She was breathing heavily, As her breasts rose and fell. As Russ continued to fondle her left breast as the nipple grew hard. He drew three cards, put them in his right hand and dropped his left hand down to her lap where he began to stroke her pussy.
Chris drew a deep breath and put her hand down taking hold of his. "OK, I know I said I would play and everything, but I didn't really think it would go this far, I mean... you know ..." Her voice trailed off as she looked over at me for my reaction.
"He won you fare and square. What he does with you is up to him."
"Anything?" she said, in a shaky voice, not sure of my reaction.
"He can screw you right here if he wants" I replied. But, from the look in Stacie's eyes, I am not sure she agreed.
Chris dropped her hand and did not protest as Russ again began to stroke her pussy. She was flushed and her hands were shaking.
"Shall we play this hand then?" Stacie interjected. Russ turned up a pair to Stacie's three of a kind. He dropped two items into the pot with his right hand, as the fingers of his left slipped into Chris' obviously wet vagina and began to work her clit, her pink flesh now showing between her open legs.
At this point, Stacie said "Hey slave, I'm getting tired of sitting like this, lay down over here." I lay down on my back on the carpet beside her. The next thing I knew, Stacie had slid out of my pants and was straddling me with her back to my face. She leaned forward and brought her cunt back toward my mouth. I needed no instruction. I worked her with my tongue until she opened like a clam. She moaned and squirmed as I worked her clit.
As I worked Stacie's wet flesh with my tongue, I heard an "Oh, yea, that is good" from Russ. I could not see them, but I knew things had progressed. What was my sweet wife doing to him?
That thought lasted only seconds before my cock felt warm and moist. Stacie had leaned forward and wrapped her lips around it, pumping up and down and working the head with her tongue. I felt as if I would burst. She stopped for a moment and then held it like an ice cream cone, licking the head. "Don't come yet" she said "this is about me not you." I tried to concentrate on her clit and hold my load. Russ moaned and Stacie paused for a split second. She then swung her legs around, turned and mounted me, her wet pussy sliding firmly over my throbbing member. Her full nipples hanging like mangos in front of me.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Russ sitting with his legs out in front of him and Chris pumping penis with one hand and licking the head with great enthusiasm. Russ fondled her breasts as she sucked.
Stacie's slender muscular body pumped up and down on me, her breasts bouncing in front of me. I grasped them in each hand and held them firmly as she leaned back and rode me. I pulled her forward licking her breasts as she continued to pump and I lifted my hips in response giving her the best ride I knew how. She sat up and grabbed my pecks in each hand moaning and squirming.
