My wife Leann and I had recently spent our anniversary with our friends Mike & Sarah (see Anniversary Poker). With that experience under our collective belt, my wife started becoming more & more outspoken and daring in our marriage. She used to hesitate when she saw someone good-looking, now she would (sometimes) whistle at him (or her). I always knew she was highly erotic, but until now did not know how to extricate that from her.
Around February of the year following our first story, in fact it was Valentines' day, Leann told me we had a dinner date with her law partner, Riana and Riana's husband, Jed.
I had met Riana once before at Leann's office's Christmas party, but I had never met Jed. Riana was brunette, fairly pretty with creamy brown skin, but also a bit plump. My guess would be 5-5 and 180. Jed was described to me as my twin. I'm 5-8 and 180, with auburn hair and a goatee; Jed had a moustache.
Leann had spent the last several months studying poker via "The World Series of Poker" from television and thought herself an expert now.
She and I had played several times over the course of the last few months, and even I will admit she has gotten better (bettor? Pun intended.)
Valentine's Day rolled around and Leann and I went to pick-up Riana & Jed. As Jed opened the front door, he and I just stared at each other -- it was like looking into a mirror. If I shaved my goatee -- no one would have been able to tell us apart, with the possible exception of our respective wives.
"Wow," we both exclaimed in unison. "You look like me." Leann giggled. We were even dressed similarly with blue jeans, a navy blue dress shirt and dark sneakers.
Riana arrived at that moment and said, "I told you - you two look alike."
If my mother told me she gave my twin away for adoption, here he was.
After a few pleasantries, the four of us took a taxi to the restaurant. We had a wonderful dinner and quite a few drinks and then returned to Riana and Jed's house.
As we entered the living room, Riana went to the bar in the corner and made more drinks for everyone. Both Jed & I had Bacardi & Coke's.
"Now I understand you and Leann play poker," Riana said as the ice tinkled in the glasses. "Jed has finally agreed to teach me." This comment suggested to me that my wife spilled the beans to Riana concerning our last poker party. She must have 'read' the look on my face, because she then added, "Jed & I have been talking about tonight and want to play.
"How about we play for nickel ante?" she continued.
"Sure," my wife & I said in unison.
Riana said, "We have a game room in the basement -- or we can play here around the coffee table."
"The game room is probably more comfortable," Jed said.
"Let's go to the game room," my wife decided.
We carried our drinks and went down to the basement game room.
They led us to a room which could only be described as "THE GAME ROOM" -- it had a pool table, an air hockey table, a poker table, a ping pong table, a dart board, a sofa, several chairs, a 42" plasma TV (or LCD I can't tell them apart) and a several other toys as well.
"Wow," I exclaimed. "This is Awesome!"
"Yeah," Jed said, "I love games of all sorts. So when we built this house, we ordered an extra large basement."
We sat around the octagonal poker table as Riana produced four rolls of nickels and handed one to each player.
"Let's start with five card draw," Jed said as he produced a deck of cards and started shuffling. He deftly dealt all five cards. His dark haired wife tossed her nickel into the pot and cheerfully said, "Ante up everyone!"
We all threw-in and picked-up our hands. After some tentative betting, raising and bluffing, Leann was down to twenty cents. "What happens when we run out of nickels?" she asked.
"Then you get another roll for a piece of clothing," Riana said, so matter of factly, that no one dissented, which told me that my devious wife and her equally devious law partner had planned this before-hand.
"How do you keep track of the bet?" Leann asked.
"If you go past zero and keep betting, you drag your bet from the pot to the side -- like this." Jed dragged a nickel from the pot and placed it aside. "If you bet a nickel over what you have, you put one aside."
"I'll bet 25." Leann said as she threw her nickels in and dragged one aside. Naturally my wife was the first to bet a piece of clothing, and naturally the first to lose one.
She casually removed her shoes and tossed them to Riana. "One roll please," she said. Riana handed a new roll of nickels to Leann who opened them, removed one and tossed it to Jed (he had won that hand.)
"Thank you," Jed said.
"You're not welcome." Leann said; she had had an eight high straight, and lost to his nine high.
"What happens when someone's naked?" Riana asked.
"Well last time," Leann explained, "we did dares."
"That sounds scary," Riana said, "what's the limit?"
"No one has to do anything that person is not comfortable doing," Leann continued. "We started doing dares when the first person was down to one piece of clothing."
"Yeah -- you!" I added.
Riana and Jed Chuckled while Leann said, "I never said it wasn't me."
"What kind of dares?" Jed said.
"Mostly tame stuff like, kiss the person to your left," I told Jed, "fondle the one to your right. Things like that."
Jed was sitting to my left which caused him to say, "Hope that doesn't happen."
Riana said, "Let's play." So I quickly dealt the next hand. After several more rounds, Riana had lost her shoes & stockings, Jed his shoes and socks, and Leann her stockings, while I had yet to lose anything.
"When do you guys need to get your kid?" Jed asked.
"He's staying with Leann's parents for the weekend, why?" I asked.
"This is taking too long, let's drop the nickels," Jed suggested.
"You're so impatient dear," Riana said.
"It's all right with me," Leann added.
"Me too," I added.
"Okay, I'm outvoted. Let's toss the nickels," Riana said as she scooped all the nickels into a big jar.
From then the card game went fairly fast. I was down shoes, Riana just lost her blouse, my wife was down to her bra and panties, and Jed had just lost his shirt.
"Let's try a different game," Riana said.
"What do you suggest, hon?" Jed asked.
"There are several games here -- let's do air hockey."
"Air hockey is only for 2, how about darts?" Jed replied.
"How would that work?" Leann asked.
"Well -- the person closest to the center wins. The person to be the furthest loses a piece of clothing." Jed explained.
"Let's add another facet to this," Leann said, "if someone hits the bulls-eye, everyone else loses a piece."
"Good idea Leann," Jed said.
That should have alerted me, but I guess I had had too much to drink. Later, two weeks later, I discovered that Jed & Riana were champion dart players at their local pub.
"You go first," Jed said as he handed a dart to my lovely wife. She promptly threw the dart into the wall above the dartboard.
"That will probably be the furthest away dear," I said with a grimace.
Riana went next and stuck her dart into the 10, about an inch from center. Then Jed went and hit just inside his wife's dart. I looked into my wife's blue eyes and said, "You owe me," and shot my dart about 4 feet above hers.
"Let's have those socks," Riana said with a gleam in her chocolate colored eyes.
I removed my socks and tossed them aside.
"Thank you dear," my darling wife said.
"Next round," Jed said as he retrieved the darts and handed one to everyone.
Riana went first this time and hit the 10 again about an inch from center. I went next and hit the black bulls-eye.
"Yeah!" Leann said. "Good shot sweetheart."
Jed stepped to the line and just as he was releasing his dart, my wife blew into his ear, causing his shot to miss the board and stick into the wall.
"That's a foul!" Riana cried. "You can't so that!"
"It's all right dear," Jed said, "I'll get even."
"Ooooh -- that sounds ominous," my wife said -- her words dripping with sarcasm.
Then she quickly released her dart as it struck the board at the triple 20.