This is a follow up to "Sometimes it's fun to lose," you can read that one first but it's not necessary.
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It had been a few months since my buddies and I lost at strip poker and were at the mercy of my wife Karen and her friend Audrey.
This time a friend of mine was having a bachelor party and my wife Karen decided to have her friend Audrey pay us another visit.
My poker buddies were going to be at the party, along with several friends from out of town who would be staying at a nearby hotel. I thought Karen might have something fun in mind when she suggested I have my poker group come spend the night afterwards.
Among my poker buddies the only married one was Greg. Fortunately for him, his uptight wife was out of town. Since he had the farthest to drive, he jumped at the chance to stay at our place afterwards.
The bachelor party was the usual thing with guys playing poker, lots of drinking and a very attractive stripper.
Five of us went back to my place afterwards to find our poker table set up in the living room, with cards and chips ready to play. The guys were all surprised as we came stumbling into the living room, all of us drunk and horny.
"Care for a rematch?" Karen asked with a grin as she entered the room with Audrey behind her.
Both of them looked sexy as hell, with micro-miniskirts, heels and tops that showed plenty of cleavage.
The guys didn't have to be asked twice. They grinned and sat down at the table. The last time we played strip poker it was as teams with the girls against the guys, since Karen has never been much good at playing poker. The winning hand of each team decided the round.
Since there were more guys than women, the last time we played we gave Karen and Audrey a couple of poker chips they could turn in instead of clothes, just to even the odds a bit. We gave the girls six poker chips each, although this turned out to make the game horribly unfair in their favor. This time around the guys insisted we should only give them two chips each. We settled on three.
I won the first hand, drawing a surprised look from my wife. At her request I had thrown a couple of hands away the last time we played. This time I was going to turn the tables on her.
The guys won two more hands, which meant Karen and Audrey were out of chips. If they lost another hand they'd have to start removing clothes.
Two more rounds and everyone lost their shoes. Two more hands later and us guys lost our socks while Karen and Audrey lost their tops. Their bras were very sheer and left little to the imagination.
I decided to throw the next hand, just to keep things a little competitive, so us guys lost our shirts. Karen and I went to the kitchen to get everyone another round of drinks.
"Are you ready to lose it all?" I asked with a smile.
"Is that what you want?" Karen asked with a grin.
"I think it might be what you want," I replied.
"Let's let the chips fall as they may and the clothes as well," Karen said with a shrug.
We returned to the living room. There was a knock at the back door. Without hesitating Jerry got up and opened it. Four of our friends from the bachelor party stumbled in. Karen looked around for her top.
"Oh no you don't," Greg insisted, as he reached out and grabbed her hand. "You lost, remember? Those are the rules."
Karen didn't argue. The guys staggered in, told us they'd been kicked out of their hotel for being too rowdy so they took a cab to our place. As they dropped their bags, Dan looked around and took in the situation.
"You guys playing strip poker?" he said with a grin as he looked at Karen and Audrey.
"Isn't that obvious?" I asked.
"Deal us in!" Jack said with a smile.
"No way!" Karen insisted. "We agreed to give these guys a rematch, that's all."
"A rematch?" Dan asked with a bit of a drunken slur.
"There's not enough cards to deal you in," I said as I stood up. "Look, I'll find you guys a place to pass out."
"It's too early for that," Jack said. "We wanna watch!"
"No way!" Karen insisted as she shook her head.
"Don't worry Karen, we won't tell anybody," Dan insisted. He prompted the other guys and they chimed in.
Karen thought this over for a minute.
"You promise?" she asked. "You can only watch."
"We swear," Dan replied. "We won't tell a soul."
Karen rose from the table and stood before them. Their mouths hung open as they took in her barely-covered breasts.
"If any of you did tell anyone, I imagine someone's wife wouldn't be too happy about it," she turned and looked at Greg.
"Don't even joke about it," Greg insisted.
"I'm not joking," Karen replied. "If any of you tell, I tell. Your wives, your girlfriends will hear about it. Understood?"
The guys nodded their heads. Their eyes were glued to her chest.
We sat back down to play while the others stood around watching intently, their eyes transfixed on Karen and Audrey. Both women are exhibitionists. I could tell they loved the attention they were getting, and the effect they were having on the men. The idea of teasing a bunch of horny guys probably appealed to them as well.
I had three aces the next hand. With one of my friends looking over my shoulder there was no way I could throw the game. I wound up with a full house. Karen and Audrey sighed, then stood up to remove their skirts. Underneath they wore tiny g-strings.
Before they could sit back down, Greg insisted they turn around so everyone could have a look. There were more than a few whistles and sighs from the group. Karen and Audrey tried to pretend otherwise, but I could tell they both loved the attention. They loved showing off.
Rick won the next hand and the girls lost their bras. The guys didn't even try to contain their excitement as Karen and Audrey turned away from the group, dropped their bras, then turned around with their hands covering their breasts. They looked at each other, then pulled their hands away to reveal their magnificent chests as the guys whistled and cheered. Karen and Audrey blushed, grinned and sat back down.
Karen managed to win the next hand, so us guys lost our pants. Joe won the next hand and we all know what that meant. As Karen and Audrey stood up, Greg insisted they stand before all of us in the middle of the living room.