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Last Saturday my boyfriend Al, invited me over to watch the Clint Eastwood movie marathon at his place. I arrived about 1:30 pm just in time for the first movie. Around 3:00 pm, the door bell rang and three of Al's friends showed up. One of the guys even had his 15 year old son Tim with him. The guys reminded Al it was time for the traditional Saturday poker game. Al tried to convince the guys the Clint Eastwood marathon was far more important, and besides he had already invited Cathy (me) over. The fellows teased Al about turning into a wimp by watching TV with a woman when he could be playing cards with the guys. Actually I kind of think Al had more than watching TV on his mind for us later. He had mentioned ordering out for Pizza around supper and something about licking pizza sauce off certain body parts of mine. Now he gave me that puppy dog look as he tried to make up his mind. Figure in the fact that we hadn't seen each other for over two weeks was also making his decision difficult. A horny man knows no allegiance. The guys kept pushing Al for a decision. Before Al even announced what he wanted to do, I already knew. Their was no way he was going to seem like a wimp in front of his friends. Poker it was.
After a while I felt a little silly sitting in the living room while the guys were in the kitchen having a good time. After I entered the kitchen, the guys got suddenly quiet. Al, wasn't very happy when I explained that I was going home. Finally one of the men suggested that I join them. I'm a pretty poor card player but then these guys weren't exactly casino workers either. Al, introduced me to his friends. Their was Peter with his son Tim, Rock and Frank. Since their was now 5 people playing, Rock suggested 5-card studd. It was a nickel and dime game. I had 87¢ on me which was more than enough.
At first things didn't go well for me but then I started to see how the different guys were playing their hands. For example, every time Tim got excited meant that his dad Peter had a good hand. Whenever Rock spent more time staring at my blouse instead of his cards, meant he had a bad hand. I had worn a short jeans dress with peasant blouse, over to Al's house. The blouse gapped open in the front whenever I leaned forward and it became obvious I wasn't wearing a bra. Al's friends were acting just like a typical bunch of guys. At one point Frank had dropped some change on the floor and took a long time collecting the coins. After about 20 seconds it occurred to me that Frank was trying to look up my dress. I announced loudly "Where's Frank?". Then I peaked under the table and said "Frank, I'm wearing pantyhose, you can come up now!". The guys busted out howling with laughter and Frank popped his head up all red faced. He claimed he was picking up his money. The guys laughed louder. Even I was laughing. It was like catching a little boy being naughty.
Naturally the fellows made tons of sexual innuendoes. After winning a particular large hand, Peter held up my hand and gave it a small kiss like you see English gentlemen do on old TV movies. I have small hands with long red nails. When Peter kissed my hand, Al gave him a dirty look followed by Frank shouting to Peter, "Just kiss it, don't lick it!".
Naturally Peter answered back that he would gladly lick my hand, plus a lot more. I blushed red and everybody was laughing again. Tim asked his dad what that meant and Peter said "I'll explain later son". Tim was the only person that didn't seem to be catching on to the jokes the guys made. He looked like a typical 15 year old, but acted very shy around me. He wore glasses and was thin. His dad had told me earlier that his boy was a straight A student, but didn't do well with sports and wasn't on any teams. You could tell that although Peter was very proud of his son, he was also just a teeny bit disappointed his boy didn't belong on any teams. Tim liked sports a lot, just didn't seem to have the aptitude for it. They got along great and in the end that's what counts.
After a while I excused myself to use the little girls room and as I left Al also got up and followed me upstairs to the bathroom. When the guys saw that, they all went "Whoa!!" loudly. Once I got upstairs I asked Al what he wanted. He stroked my hair and touched the edge of my blouse. "I'm horny and practically busting out of my pants, how about a little action?" he asked. I blushed again and reminded Al that his friends were just down stairs. Of course Al's response was "so what". I told Al it was out of the question because the guys would know. Al agreed that they would be jealous. I sent him back down stairs and rejoined the card game in a few minutes. I'm not sure what Al told them, but they kept staring at me. Rock was grinning like a kid on his birthday and Al had a smirk on his face. The next few hands went bad for me. My concentration was off.
About a hour later I was down to my last 15¢ but the pot was large and I had a good hand. The pressure was on. Al and Rock both folded. I raised with my last 15¢ and Frank backed out. It was just me against Peter. I noticed that Tim wasn't bouncing around so I hoped his dad had a poor hand. Peter looked straight in my eyes and raised me the last of his money, 25¢. I knew I could beat him but with that last raise I was out of money and would loose. The other guys all refused to loan me a quarter. Peter was gloating. Just about every bodies money was in this pot and I had the winning hand. Peter announced that since I couldn't match his raise that he was the winner. Just then frank said that perhaps I could could use something else to meet the raise. Every body looked at me. Frank said perhaps a roll in the hay, would be acceptable. The guys all started cheering even as I was saying absolutely not. Finally Peter shook his head yes. I said NO! as convincingly as I could. Tim was asking his dad what a roll in the hay meant.
The next 20 minutes was spent with the guys asking me if my hand was a winner or not. If it was, then I didn't have anything to worry about. I was still refusing. Finally Al spoke and suggested instead of a roll in the hay, I should ante-up with a blow job. It got real quiet and you could actually hear the guys breathing hard. I looked at Al in total disbelieve. He proudly announced that I gave the world's best head. Frank broke the silence by saying his wife wouldn't do that for him.
Tim asked his dad what giving head meant. This time instead of answering to his son that he would explain later, Peter asked his son if he remembered how whenever he had a dream about girls, when he woke up in the morning, his pajama pants were all wet and sticky with cum? Tim just shook his head yes. Peter went on to explain that Cathy would do the same thing for him, only he would be wide awake to watch. Rock spoke up added that giving head was a some thing woman did for men and it was the greatest ever. All the guys were adding comments and acting like wild cowboys. They were also teasing me greatly to accept the challenge. Every body was laughing and cheering me on. Tim got into the spirit also with his wide smile and asked "But exactly what does she do?". With that, all the guys were practically rolling on the floor. In between laughing, Al told Tim that you just put your dick between those soft red lips of mine and nature just takes it's course.
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