This is one story I thought I'd never tell, mainly because it's a true one. My husband, Donny should probably be the one to tell it, since he's the one who writes and reads this kind of smut. Nevertheless, he talked me into sharing this one from the perspective of a mature woman.
DISCLAIMER: Since I don't normally read (never mind write) this kind of stuff, please excuse my lack of visual imagery that might be typical of this genre. I told Donny he could only publish this under HIS login name, since I don't want the reputation as a smut peddler. However, there is a part of me that hopes you enjoy it. --Barb
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One particular evening, some five years ago, Donny and I had an open house party. Eight or ten invited couples showed up and a good time was had by all. Beside the couples that showed up, there was two people flying solo. My niece, Teri, and her brother-in-law, Darrin showed up without dates. The hour grew late and all the couples made their way home, except for Teri and Darrin, who were still having a good time. Since neither of them were married, they had no prior commitments, babysitters, etc. to deal with.
Teri and Darrin had always shared a classic, paternal relationship. Both of their parents were divorced and they became related by law, when her mother married his father. With only two years difference in their ages, they had much in common. At that time, Teri was 25 and Darrin was 23 -just babies, compared to Donny and myself, in our mid-40's.
Even with the 20-year difference in our ages, Teri and I have been very close throughout the years. We are both what people might call 'closet extroverts'. After a few drinks, we get rather flirty. Our appearances are also similar. So much so, that we are often mistaken for sisters. Without getting into measurements, let's just say we're two, buxom blondes.
Darrin, on the other hand is an introvert. He's quite handsome, with dark features. Polite, but very withdrawn. He has had limited success with women. It seems he would always choose the tall, flat-chested, model types, that usually end up dominating him. I did enjoy his company, and after a few drinks, he was the perfect sort of guy to flirt with.
All four of us had our fair share of drinks, and were getting our second wind, when Teri suggested we play cards. She had learned a few drinking-type card games in college and thought we might have fun playing them. Donny broke out a quart of tequila and we played a few hands. The shots flowed freely for about an hour and I was feeling no pain. When we started losing track of who won or lost a couple of hands, Teri suggested we just play poker. Now I'm no great poker player, but it WAS easier to keep score.
We decided to keep it a friendly game, so we divided the poker chips equally, with no real money involved. After all, we were quite drunk by then, and just focusing on the cards was hard enough. We must have been playing for an hour or so, when things got interesting.
Teri and I were getting rather giddy. We bet most of our chips on some real loser hands. We were each down to a couple of chips, when Teri asked, "Now what do we bet with?"
I saw Donny look up, smile and wink at Darrin.
"We'll just use some of their chips," I said, looking at Darrin and Donny's sizable piles.
"I don't THINK so!" Said Darrin
"Yeah Babe, we won these fair and square. If you girls run out of chips, I guess you're done," Donny added.
"Hey, I finally got a hand that's worth something and I'm gonna bet it!" I exclaimed, and smiled at Teri.
"So much for bluffing, Teri continued, Well, maybe we can barter for some chips?"
"Yeah, Donny, how much is this blouse worth?" I asked.
"YOUR BLOUSE! Hey, I thought this was a friendly game," said Donny, surprised.
"I'll give you 20 chips for it," Darrin said, meekly.
"That a boy, Darrin!" I laughed.
Snubbing my nose at Donny, I stood up and unbuttoned my blouse. Part of me knew this was risky, but when I saw Teri nodding in approval, I finished stripping it off. Darrin counted out 20 chips and put them in front of me. I leaned over to give him a good look at my boobs and dropped my satin blouse in his lap. His eyes instantaneously glued to my bra-covered chest, as I sat down. I wondered then if he'd ever seen a woman with big hooters before. I dumped my new chips into the pile, turned to him and smiled.
"OK, I up the bet to 20, and I call," I said, emphatically.
I felt pretty confident with my 3-of-a-kind, until Darrin showed a full house.
"Why you little scoundrel! Darrin, if I didn't know better, I'd think you just wanted to see my tits."
Darrin's face turned red, as he finally stopped staring at me. I did get a charge from his attentive looks. I figured if I wasn't worth a dam at poker, at least I could flirt. The three of them were caught up in the game, and soon I was relaxed, in my current state of undress. I got crappy cards the next few hands and folded. Teri, on the other hand seemed to have been dealt a good one. Since I had folded, she asked my opinion. I got up and strutted around the table, with the men watching my every jiggle. I leaned over Teri's shoulder to see her cards. In doing so, my melons brushed against her arm. She eyed me, and asked what I thought.
"These guys are loving this, aren't they?" I whispered.
She looked down at my boob against her, glanced at the guys and nodded. We continued to act like we were discussing her cards. I kept brushing my tit against her bare arm, while we giggled at their heated expressions.
"Well Barb, if you think its that good of a hand, guess I'll need some more chips," she said.
"I'll give you 20 for that blouse!" Donny said, excitedly.
"Sounds like a deal to me," I said, winking at Teri.
She stood up and took off her blouse. She mimicked me and dropped it into Donny's lap. Donny was noticeably turned on, as he gazed at Teri's huge rack. I have to admit, her young, 38 double d-cupped cleavage was quite attractive. At 45, my 36DD's were beginning to sag a little. I couldn't imagine there being any sag to hers. Her poker hand was only two-pair, so I think she just wanted to join in my little flirting game. She lost to 3-of-a-kind, but didn't seem to be too upset.
Since the men had all the chips, we had to continue to trade our clothes for chips. Needless to say, there was no way we were going to even try and win. This was MUCH more fun anyway. Within a half hour Teri and I were both down to panties and bras. Donny seemed quite amazed how uninhibited I was in front of Darrin, but I felt a bit intimidated. Every time Teri stripped something off, another section of her well-toned, young body was revealed. To say the guys were hot and bothered would be an understatement. Their hands began to disappear under the table with more regularity. I felt my own juices starting to flow too. Since Teri and I were out of chips (and most of our clothes), I suggested that we just watch the guys play. She agreed. I mentioned that since we weren't playing, we ought to be able to see their cards. When the men said that was OK, I got up immediately and stood behind Darrin's chair. I motioned for Teri to do the same to Donny.
I pretended to look down at Darrin's cards, when actually I was trying to get a peek at his lap. In my flirty mood, I decided to up the ante. I came from behind him and stood next to his side. I squatted down so I was almost eye-to-eye with him. As he looked down at my chest, I slowly ran my hand up his pants leg and gripped his upper thigh.
"So is it hard to play poker?" I asked, watching a bead of sweat roll down his cheek.
"Well, it certainly is hard tonight," he answered, sheepishly.
He flinched when I inched my fingers further up his thigh.
