Chapter 07 - Bet on Brunch
It was a gloomy Friday afternoon as I sat at my desk, waiting for the weekend. I thought back to the events of last Friday and the party I had attended with Penny. It was still kind of a haze, but what a time it had been. I was unsure where things stood with Penny or Emma, as I had not heard from either of them over the past 7 days. I thought back over how I left Penny at the end of the evening and how she was on her way to see Emma as I left.
Not wanting to dwell on it too much, I packed up my briefcase and left the office, ready to begin my weekend. I was looking forward to some beers with the guys and some quality sleep time. As I unlocked my car and put my briefcase inside, my cell phone started to go off. I sat in the driver's seat and looked at the phone. A new text message had arrived. I quickly navigated to the new message and read:
Brunch Tomorrow. Highway diner near my house. 10am. Emma.
So much for getting some quality sleep. I headed home and tried to put it out of my mind. Not possible. It consumed my every thought until the next morning. I woke and showered, allowing myself plenty of time and ensuring that I would not be late. I left the house in plenty of time and arrived at the diner 10 minutes early. As I went inside I saw the Emma was already there. She was sitting in a corner booth sipping a cup of coffee. She instantly noticed me and motioned with her eyes for me to join her. I slowly walked to where she was sitting and sat across from her, not knowing what to expect.
"Early as usual," she commented.
"I would hate to keep you waiting," I replied.
"You look nervous," she observed.
"I assume I know what's coming," I admitted.
"You have no idea what's coming," she declared.
"Go on," I urged.
"It's not over between us," she confirmed. "Penny did tell me what happened, but I am not upset by and, frankly, neither is she. Your play was a gamble, but it was really confident. I liked it. I liked it so much that we are going to use it as an example."
"How do mean," I questioned.
"Since you like to gamble, that's exactly what we are going to do," she announced. "We are going back to my house to play a very high stakes game of poker."
"Will Penny be joining us," I asked, fishing for more information.
"Not today, stud," she revealed. "But she's not done with you either, so relax."
"Anything you say," I surrendered.
"Ok then, meet me at my place in 20 minutes," she instructed.
Emma then got up and walked out of the diner. Her long black overcoat hid her gorgeous frame as she left, but I was intrigued. I sat at the diner and put back 2 cups of coffee before paying and leaving. I drove over to Emma's house, parking in the plaza around the corner as usual. I walked to the front door and was about to ring the bell when I noticed a note taped to the front door. I opened the note and read it.
Come in, lock the front door and proceed to the basement.
Doing as the note instructed, I entered the house through the unlocked front door. I turned and closed the door behind me, locking it. I strode lightly across the hardwood floor toward the door for the basement. I opened and noticed that the light was already on. I began to descend down the stairs and into the area below. I was careful to close the door behind me and I proceeded gingerly.
As I reached the bottom step I was surprised to remember that I had not seen the basement of Emma's home before. I looked up and surveyed the area in front of me. The basement was not really a basement at all. It was finished and fully carpeted. It was home to a complete living area including a sectional couch, big screen tv, kitchen area and professional looking poker table with 8 chairs.
Emma stood behind the poker table looking absolutely amazing. She was wearing a white collared blouse through which you could easily see her black lace bra, a black form-fitting mini skirt and black open-toe strappy high-heel sandals. My cock was hard already.
"Ok, are you ready to play," she posed.
"What's the game," I inquired, still standing.
"5-Card Draw," she declared. "If you sit, you play."
"How does the game work," I wondered aloud.
"You only get to find that out if you choose to play," she revealed.
I looked at her, felt my rock hard cock twitch when I sized her up again and then sat down in the chair closest to me at the poker table.
"Good choice," Emma stated. "Here's the deal, you get 5 cards. You can discard and draw up to 3 from your hand. Before you discard we will bet. If you stay in the hand and draw you are locked into the bet."
"What are we betting," I pressed.
"At first clothing," she announced. "After you have won 2 articles of clothing you can then elevate your bets to actions."
"Sounds fair enough," I agreed.
Emma dealt the first hand. I looked down at A-K-Q-4-7, but I felt the obligation to play. I put the 4 and 7 face down on the table and made the first bet.
"I bet your blouse," I said.
"Ok, I'll play," she retorted. "I bet your shirt as well."
I picked up the two cards she dealt me, A-5. I held a pair of Aces, though I did not know if they were good. I looked at Emma and showed the Aces. She tossed her cards at me face down then stood and slowly removed her blouse. I almost came in my pants watching her. I dealt the second hand as Emma sat back down in just her bra and skirt.
I picked up my cards and looked down at 4-4-8-J-2. Emma put down one card and made her bet.
"I will bet your shirt again," she said simply.
"Ok, I bet your skirt this time," I countered.
I dealt her one card and took 3 for myself, keeping just the two 4's that I held. I picked up my new cards and saw K-J-7. I felt beat this time. I looked up and Emma laid down her cards revealing a pair of 9's. I folded my cards and slid them over to her. I stood and removed my shirt, tossing it aside as I sat back down.
