Marie and I were sitting out in the backyard on a warm summer evening. We were sipping some wine as we enjoyed a soft breeze. As usual we were talking and laughing, savoring our time together. I leaned over to kiss her but was interrupted by the doorbell. I gave her a soft peck and went to answer the door. It was our new friend Bill from down the street. I invited him in, got him a glass of wine and took him outside. Marie stood up and gave him a nice welcoming hug.
As we sat down, Bill said, "I'm sorry to stop by like this but I was feeling a little lonely."
We knew that Bill was home alone because his wife and kids had gone back east to visit relatives and he hadn't been able to go.
"Well, we'll just have to try and cheer you up," Marie replied.
So we drank and talked and laughed and drank some more. Marie looked sexy as usual, in a pair of short cutoffs and a tank top. I could see Bill glance at her from time to time, but then so was I.
I've never understood why men get upset about other men checking out their wives. It's just an affirmation of how attractive she is.
As the sun dropped, so did the temperature. It was still pleasant but Marie's nipples were obviously poking against her shirt from the cooler breeze. As she wrapped her arms around herself, I suggested we all move inside. We refilled our glasses and sat down to talk.
After a while the discussion turned to Bill's past. We were a little surprised to find he had once been a Blackjack dealer in Vegas. I got out a deck of cards and asked to see his skills. He was very good and was soon showing us ways people cheated and some card tricks he had learned. Then we played a few hands just for fun. We had nothing to bet with so I jokingly suggested playing for clothes.
We all laughed and Marie said "I've heard of strip poker but not strip blackjack." We all laughed again as I quickly grabbed the cards and dealt out five cards to each of us. We picked up our cards, discarded, and took our draws. We laid down our hands. I was low man.
As I passed the cards on to Bill to deal, Marie said, "So take off you shirt."
I laughed and said, "What?"
She repeated herself and added, "Since you were low and I was high I get to tell you what to remove."
I couldn't believe she was serious but by now Bill had joined in so I removed my shirt. Bill then dealt another hand. This time he was low and Marie was once again high so she told Bill to take off his shirt.
Bill grinned at me and said, "I think we're in trouble."
It was Marie's turn to deal, but first I decided we needed some ground rules. I said, "If we are really going to play this we have to agree to some rules. First, the game is not over until everybody is naked." I turned to Marie as I said, "It's not fair if Bill and I are the only ones naked."
Marie laughed and said, "I think it is."
Bill then said, "That's all right. Marie doesn't have to if she doesn't want to."
Marie surprised me when she replied, "No, I'll go along with the rules if everyone else does."
As she picked up the cards I said, "There's one other thing. If one person loses all of their clothes and then loses another hand, the high hand can tell that person what to do, like doing a dance or getting us a drink or whatever. As long as it's nothing against our will."
Bill laughingly agreed and Marie did also as she said, "Sure since I'm already winning."
Bill smiled and said, "You might regret that cocky attitude."
Marie then continued to deal. I think Bill and she were looking forward to seeing each other naked. I, on the other hand, was starting to think of things that I could make them do once they were naked. This time Marie lost and I was high man.
As she started to pull her top off I said, "No. The shorts."
She hesitated but then stood up and quickly unbuttoned and dropped her pants to the ground. She playfully kicked them off at my head. But she looked awesome. After all these years the sight of her still excites me. I could feel my dick starting to swell. By the way Bill adjusted his position I think he was feeling the same. Marie sat cross-legged on the floor. I think she was teasing us, knowing there was only her panties between her open lips and us. As I dealt the next hand I noticed Bill looking at my wife's crotch. I'm sure she noticed too.
So far the dealer had lost each hand but not this time. This time Marie lost again and Bill was high. He grinned as he reminded her of her being cocky earlier. Marie just stuck her tongue out at him. He smiled as he stared at her panties, but told her to take off her shirt. She pulled off her shirt to reveal her nice tits sitting in a sexy black bra she often wore. My dick rose higher.
Bill's deal. This time I was sure I had lost again but amazingly Bill's hand was worse. Marie got to return the favor as she told him to take off his pants. She never took her eyes off of him as he stood and dropped his shorts. She stared at his crotch as she saw his boxers trying to hold back an obvious hard on. I noticed how red her cheeks were. Was it the wine or the excitement?