It was Wednesday night and Mark called and invited Carol and I over to play cards. Carol isn't a big card player and doesn't want to do things with Mark and Cher anymore. I accepted the invitation anyway. Now to break the news to her.
"Carol, we were invited to play cards over at Mark & Cher's Friday night."
"Did you tell them no?"
"Actually, I accepted the invitation. It sounded like fun."
"I thought we agreed that we weren't doing things with them anymore?"
"We agreed to not spend weekends with them anymore because of how they push the limits. We aren't spending the weekend. It's just the evening. Come on, it will be fun."
"I can only imagine what kind of fun."
"He said just cards babe."
"I bet. I don't really want to go but I can see you really want to go so alright then. Are we bringing anything?"
"Just drinks babe, and each other."
"What should I wear?"
"Well it's a card game so pretty much anything casual."
Saturday came and Carol was quiet all day.
"Are you okay babe? You have been quiet all day."
"Yes. I'm fine. I'm nervous about tonight. We have only gone with them twice and the first time Mark damn near fucked me and last time you were doing things with Cher. I'm just worried."
"If it were to go that far babe, I would love seeing Mark put his thick cock inside you."
"I'm sure you would. You have let four of your friends fuck me before. I just don't want to have sex with Mark. He was a classmate and it seems wrong."
"Is it that or is it because if Mark fucks you then you will feel obligated to let me fuck Cher?"
"There is that too. Yes."
I'm sure it will be fine. It's just a few hours."
We pulled in and Cher met us at the door and gave me a big hug and a kiss. Not the kind of kiss two friends give. It was a tongue in my mouth kind of kiss.
Carol patted me on the back and said in a sarcastic tone, "Don't worry hun, I'm sure it will be okay. It's only a couple hours."
We went inside and Carol gave Mark a hug and he wasted no time patting my wife's ass.
We sat and began playing cards and the drinks were flowing. Carol was feeling no pain and Cher suggested we play strip poker.
Mark said "I'm in."
They looked at us for an answer. Carol blushed and giggled.
"It's up to him." She said,
"Hell yes. We would love to." I responded.
Carol's eyes about popped out of her head and her mouth dropped open.
"Honey. I was hoping you would say no."
"You may have hoped I would say no, but babe, you should have known better than to leave that decision to me."
"Apparently."
We played the first hand after setting rules. 1. Highest hand chooses who loses an article of clothing and gets to take the article off of the loser.
2. The loser gets to choose which article they have removed by the winner.
3. The winner does however, get to remove that article of clothing any way they choose.
4. After the article of clothing is removed, the loser has to put their arms up in the air and spin slowly to show everyone their nakedness. We will call it the slow spin of shame.
The cards were dealt and Mark won. It was no surprise that he chose Carol.
Carol put her foot in Mark's lap and smiled.
"You can take my shoes."
He took her shoes and began rubbing her feet. She left them in his lap and we played the next hand.
Mark won again and again he chose Carol.
"Well, my feet are already in your lap. You can take my socks."
He slipped first one, then the other and began rubbing her feet again.
Cher won the next round and took my shoes.
Mark won the next round and chose Carol once again. She turned bright red knowing the next article will show more skin.
"I guess it will be my shirt." She said,
She stood and faced Mark. He turned in his chair and reached up and began unbuttoning my wife's blouse.
Her cleavage was high and deep, even for her and I wondered what was up.
Mark neared the bottom button and I noticed Carol had a new bra. One that I hadn't even seen yet. Now an old classmate was undressing her for its unveiling.
He opened her blouse taking a good look at her chest. Carol looked over at me blushing. The bra was white and lacey and pushed her boobs together and up. You could barely make out her nipples through the lace.
Mark pushed the blouse off her shoulders and pulled it from her arms.
After he removed it Carol raised her arms up in the air, closed her eyes and did the slow spin of shame, so we all could see her. She sat blushing and downed her drink.
"Deal the cards and hand me another drink honey. It looks like I am going to need it."
I handed her a drink and dealt the cards. I won. Carol smiled as I laid them down and began talking shit.
"YES. Get you some of that Cher. My man is going to strip you now bitch."
"Carol."
"What honey."
"No. I choose you to have an article removed.
"What?"
"I choose you."
"Are you fucking kidding me? I'm the only one losing clothes. Don't you want to see Cher naked?"
"Well yes. I do babe. I want to see you naked more though."
"That's not fair Tom. You suck you know that?"
"Be nice babe. It's just a game."
"Yes. A game where I get naked."
"So....., What's it going to be babe? Your pants or the bra?"
She took in a deep breath and sighed.
"I guess my pants."
She stood and stepped in front of me blushing.
"Time out. The rules say I can remove the article by any means I want, correct?"
"Yes Honey. How do you want to take them off of me? With your mouth?"
"Nope. I want them taken off by Mark."
"No. That's not fair."
"Sure it is. Rules are rules and that rule says I can have them removed however I want. I want to watch Mark strip you."
She looked at Mark and he chimed in.
"Ya. What he said. Bring that sexy body of yours over here and let me have them britches girl."
