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Pure Strip Poker

By MikeCA (mikeca42@hotmail.com)

@(C) Copyright 1998-9 by MikeCA, all rights reserved, except those 
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Pure Strip Poker

Chapter 2 The First Game - Part 1

I had a hard time studying and paying attention in class all next week. 
I kept turning the rules Mary had shown me over and over in my head. 
Mary and her friends had obviously played some practice games with 
these rules. What was the best strategy for the game? I vaguely knew 
the rules of poker, but I could not remember what all the exact rank of 
poker hands was (is a straight or a flush higher?), much less all the 
odds of different hands and draws. Mary sounded like she knew a lot 
more about poker than I did, so I bought a book on Sunday, and spent 
all my free time the next week studying up for the big game.

The book explained all the basic rules of poker, and it became clear 
that the girls had gotten most of their rules from standard poker rules, 
with a few changes. The book explained the basic principal of draw 
poker. It explained how you have to play tight, and not bet too much 
when you did not think you had a winner. It discussed how to "read" 
other players hands from how many cards they draw and how they 
bet, rather than by peeking or using marked cards. The book said 
reading other players hands this way, which is not cheating, was a 
very important part of playing poker well. For example, if a player 
draws only one card, then he might have two pair, or be drawing to a 
straight or a flush. You have to figure out which from the way the 
player bet before the draw, how he reacts to the draw, and how he bets 
after the draw. 

But how did the rules of this strip poker game change the strategy. 
The book said you should fold before the draw, if you did not have 
anything, but Mary said you should never do that in this game because 
you wanted to draw to reduce the chances of having the lowest hand. 
The book also recommended trying to draw to a flush or straight 
under many conditions. Your chances of getting one were not very 
high, but when you got it, you usually had the winner. In the strip 
poker game, though, this did not seem like a good idea. Most of the 
time you would not make the straight or flush and then you ran a good 
chance of having the lowest hand. Better to discard more cards and try 
to get a pair or at least some higher cards.

 I got out two decks of cards and practiced dealing hands, and playing 
all the hands, just to get the feel of what real poker hands were like. 
I 
spent at least one hour each day sitting on my bed dealing out a ten-
handed poker game. This helped me understand better what really was 
a good hand and what was not.

When Friday finally arrived, I thought I was ready. After eating 
dinner at the dorm, I went back to my dorm room to change clothes. I 
decided to put on clean underwear, just in case. Just then Marc walked 
in. "What're you doing Larry? Got a hot date tonight?" he said.

"No, not really. Mary and I are going to a get together at some friend 
of hers," I said, which was true, as far as it went.

"Good luck bud. Maybe you can score tonight," Marc replied.

"Well, I'll probably need the luck," I said, but not in the way that 
Marc meant.

I headed to Mary's dorm to pick her up. When I got to her dorm I 
scanned the lobby, but I couldn't find Mary, so I went over to use the 
phone in lobby to call her. There were two lobby phones, but both 
were in use. I could just go up and knock on her door, but I didn't 
know her room number, so I waited for the phone. Finally one the 
guys finished and I dialed Mary's room. The phone rang several 
times, but no answer.

"Hi Larry. Ready for the big game," Mary said from behind me.

I hung up the phone, and turned to face Mary. Mary was wearing a 
tight fitting white blouse and a full blue skirt with a white flower 
pattern. Mary looked much more feminine that in the standard issue, 
loose fitting T-shirt and blue jeans that she had worn at our previous 
meetings. 

"As ready as I will ever be," I replied, and then we walked out of the 
dorm and I followed Mary away from the campus to the south into the 
student ghetto, where most of the houses had been converted to 
rentals. Mary didn't say much, unlike our previous meeting. I felt 
pressure to break the silence, but I could not think what to say. Small 
talk with girls was not my strong point.

Finally Mary stopped in front of one of the old houses. It looked like 
it had probably been built in the 1920s like most of the houses in this 
area. 

"Sharon and Kristen live on the second floor," Mary said. 

We walked through the front door. This house had been cut up into 
apartments. Walls and doors had been added. Exposed plumbing and 
electrical conduits ran up the walls disfiguring an elegant old house. 
Mary started up the stairs, and I followed behind her. At the top of the 
stairs there were two doors, and Mary knocked on the first one, 
nearest the front of the house. After a minute the door opened and a 
girl with reddish brown hair and wearing a basic black dress held the 
door open for us to enter. 

"Hi Sharon, this is Larry," Mary said, and I reached out my hand to 
Sharon.

"And this is Kristen," Mary said, turning to a girl just walking into 
the 
room from what must be the bedroom. Kristen had long dirty blond 
hair, and she wore a slender green dress. I reached out and shook 
hands with Kristen also.

"You are the first ones here," said Kristen. "Would you like 
something to drink? We have pop and juice in the refrigerator."

"I'll take a coke," I said, and Kristen walked over to the refrigerator, 
and got me a coke.

I looked around the room. The room had probably been the master 
bedroom of the house. Now it was the living room, dinning room and 
kitchen for this apartment. There was a small kitchenette built in one 
corner next to a door that looked like it led to a bathroom. There was a 
square of linoleum on the floor in the kitchenette, but the rest of the 
room had light green wall to wall carpeting. In the diagonally opposite 
corner of the room was a couch, and some tables, chairs and lamps, 
which had been pushed against the wall to clear out a large area on the 
floor. This, I guessed, is where the game would be played.

"How many people are you expecting for the game," I asked.

"Well, Bob and George should be here shortly, and Betty is coming 
with somebody, so I guess that makes eight," said Sharon.

"Cathy really wanted to play, but she couldn't find anyone she trusted 
to play," said Mary.

"Trusted to play?" I asked.  "Every guy on this campus would 
probably like to play strip poker with you girls. Why wouldn't you 
trust them to play?"

"I mean trust them to follow the rules we outlined, especially the rules 
about not touching people who have lost their clothes and no sex. We 
want to play strip poker, not get raped," replied Mary.

"Oh," I said. "I can see where that might be a problem." In fact, how 
many guys could keep themselves under control with completely 
naked girls standing in front of them? Could I?

At that moment I heard steps on the stairway, and a moment later a 
knock at the door. Sharon went to answer the door, and two young 
guys came into the room. "This is Bob and George," said Sharon. Bob 
was tall, probably 6ft 3in, and thin. George was probably closer to six 
feet, and more average build. Both were wearing tee shirts and blue 
jeans. 

"This is Mary and Larry," continued Sharon. I shook hands with both 
of them. 

Sharon went to get them something to drink, when there was another 
knock on the door. Kristen went to answer it this time, and a tall girl 
with curly brown hair came into the apartment, followed by a short 
guy. They made a very improbable looking couple, but they probably 
were not a couple at all, just like Mary and myself.

"This is Betty," Kristen announced.

"And this is Jim," Betty said.

I reached out my hand to Betty, and said, "Hi, I'm Larry." Everyone 
else introduced themselves. Betty was wearing a tight red sweater, 
which highlighted her larger than average breasts, and black, slightly 
lose fitting pants. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. Jim was 
short, but otherwise well built. He was wearing a sweatshirt and blue 
jeans.

"Anybody who wants something to drink, come and get it," yelled 
Sharon from the kitchenette. A few of the new arrivals went over to 
get something.

Sharon came over from the kitchenette and she had a copy of the rules 
Mary had let me see. "Ok. Here are the rules for strip poker that we 
are going to use tonight," Sharon said. "I would like everyone to read 
these, and make sure you understand them completely. We will not 
allow any changes to the rules during the game, and everyone 
understands the rules against quitting before the game is over?" 
Sharon handed the rules to Jim. "We will start the game in about ten 
minutes."

The rules were passed to me. I looked them over again, and passed 
them to someone else. Slowly the group assembled on the carpet in a 
big circle. When we were all seated, Sharon began to shuffle and deal 
out the first hand. She had to divide the deck into two separate stacks 
for shuffling, because the double deck stack was too big to shuffle at 
one time. 

"Everyone ante," Kristen said, and we all tossed a chip in the middle 
as Sharon dealt out our five cards. My heart was beating fast as I 
picked up the cards and peeked at them. I had an ace, king, ten, eight, 
and five. Some big cards, but nothing. I looked around. Everyone else 
was looking up from studying their cards. Since Sharon had dealt, 
George was the first to act. George checked, and so did Kristen. Jim 
opened by tossing in one chip and Betty saw the bet. It was my turn to 
act. I had an Ace high, which was poor, but might be good enough to 
keep me away from the lowest hand if I just folded. Mary advice 
though had been not to fold, so I saw the bet too. Everyone else saw 
the bet too. 

I kept the Ace and King and took three cards. Bob, George, and Betty 
took 2 cards. Everyone else took 3. I peeked at the three new cards, a 
pair of sevens and a three. At least I had one pair now. No way I could 
win with this, but it should not be the lowest hand. Since Jim had 
opened the first round, he was the first to act in this round. Jim 
checked. Betty checked, and so did I. Mary opened the betting for one 
chip. Bob, Sharon, and George folded. Kristen stared a Mary with her 
blue eyes, then saw her bet. Jim let his eyes go back and forth between 
Mary and Kristen, then folded. Betty and I folded too.

"Two pair, Queens and Jacks," said Mary.

Kristen tossed her cards down face up. "Just a pair of Aces," she said.

Mary reached out and grabbed in the stack of chips in the center.

"Now everyone show your cards," said Kristen.

I laid down my pair of sevens. Most of the others had a pair of 
something. I noted that Jim, who had reluctantly folded his hand, had 
a pair of Kings. It turned out Sharon was the loser with a Queen high. 
She pulled her shoes off and tossed them to Mary, who placed them 
behind her.

Mary now sat next to me smiling with a big stack of chips in front of 
her. I had only three remaining. George shuffled the cards and dealt 
out another hand. I picked up my cards and peeked at a pair of threes, 
a king, jack and a five. Not likely to win unless I get a third three or 
another pair, but probably not the lowest hand either. Kristen was the 
first to act, and she checked and so did Jim. Betty opened for one chip 
and everyone else quickly saw the bet. Apparently everyone was 
following Mary advice to never fold until after the draw. 

Betty, sitting on my right, took just one card, which probably meant 
she had two pair. Kristen took 2 cards, which might mean she had 3 of 
a kind, but could just mean she had a pair and an ace kicker, or maybe 
just 3 high cards. I took 3 cards. I looked at a pair of nines and an 
ace. 
Now I had 2 pair, nines and threes. 

Betty to my right was the first to act. She reached down and took off 
her shoes and tossed them to the side. "I'm opening for 5 chips," she 
said, as Sharon reached back to the bank box and tossed the 5 chips 
into the center.

Now what should I do? Betty probably had 2 pairs before the draw. 
Did she have a full house now? Or had she drawn to a straight or a 
flush? She must have my two pair beat. So I folded.

Mary looked past me at Betty. "I'll see your bet," she said, as she 
tossed 5 chips from her big pile.

Bob was next, and he did not look happy. He paused, and finally 
reached down to untie his shoes. "I'll see the bet," he said. Sharon 
reached back into the bank box and tossed another 5 chips into the 
center.

Sharon and George both folded quickly without another look at their 
cards. Kristen picked her cards up and looked at them again. She 
started to reach for her shoes, then thought better of it. "I fold," she 
announced.

Jim then folded. Betty quickly spread out her cards. She had four 
fours! Mary and Bob both threw their cards down with a groan. Mary 
had three twos and Bob had three sixes.

Betty gathered in the chips in the center. Everyone else spread their 
cards out to see who had the lowest hand. Kristen, who almost bet her 
shoes, had two pair, aces and fives. It was Jim who had the lowest 
hand with a pair of eight's. Jim took off his shoes and handed them to 
Betty.

As Kristen slowly shuffled the cards for the next hand, I could see 
why Mary said not to fold before the draw. A pair of eight's had 
ended up the lowest hand. I reached down and tossed my one 
remaining chip into the center for the ante. Except for Mary and Betty, 
who had big stacks of chips, most others were down to their last chip. 
Kristen did not have any chips left. After she dealt us all five cards, 
she slipped off her shoes and placed them over by the bank pile. 
Sharon handed her five more chips, and she put one in the ante.

I picked up my cards and looked at a pair of eight's, an ace, nine and a 
two. Given the last hands results, I had better improve this hand in the 
draw. Jim and Betty both checked to me. I checked and so did Mary. 
Bob reached down and removed his shocks, tossing them into the 
bank pile. Sharon handed him five chips from the bank, and Bob 
opened for one.

Sharon calmly stood up, reached up under her tight skirt and pulled 
off her sheer socks, placing them by the bank pile. "I'll see the bet," 
she said.

George removed his shoes to see the bet. Kristen had chips and just 
saw the bet. Jim took off his socks to see the bet. Betty tossed in one 
chip from her big stack. I untied my shoes and threw them into the 
bank pile to get more chips so I could see the bet.

Mary, who still had lots of chips, just tossed one into the pile.

I decide to keep the ace kicker and just draw two. Bob, Sharon and 
Jim each took one card, while everyone else took three cards. Did they 
all have two pairs, or were they drawing to straight or flushes. Could 
somebody have another four of a kind? I picked up my two cards, but 
they were no help, a jack and a six. Well I would have to fold and 
hope somebody had a lower hand.

Bob, as the initial opener, was the first to act. He opened for one 
chip.

Sharon looked at Bob, and pushed the four chips in front of her 
towards the pile. "I see your bet and raise you three," she said.

Sharon must have something. George folded. Kristen looked at 
Sharon, looked at her cards again, then laid them down and folded. 
Jim folded. Now it was Betty's turn. She immediately started counting 
chips out of her pile. "I'll see the four to me, and raise you five," 
she 
said.

I folded without looking at my pair of eight's again. Mary folded also. 
Bob looked at Betty and Sharon, then folded too. 

Sharon stared across the circle at Betty. Sharon had drawn only one, 
while Betty had drawn three cards. What did they have? Sharon stood 
up, unzipped her dress, and let it drop to the floor, revealing a black 
lacy bra and a half-slip. She stepped out of the dress, picked it up and 
placed it in the bank pile. She turned and took five chips from the 
bank and pushed them into the bet pile. "I'll see your bet. What do 
you have Betty?" she said.

Betty smiled and laid down a full house, three's and eight's. Sharon 
moaned and dropped her cards. A jack high straight. "How can you be 
that lucky, Betty? Four of a kind last hand and a full house this hand. 
It's not fair," Sharon protested, and crossed her arms just below her 
black bra. 

Betty smiled, reaching out to gather in the chips. "Just beginners luck, 
I guess," she said. Sharon sat on the floor glaring at Betty. Not only 
had she just lost her dress, she did not have any chips left, so she was 
going to have to remove her half-slip to get chips to ante in the next 
hand. That was going to leave her in just her bra and panties.

While I was staring at Sharon's bra, Kristen turned to me. "Larry, I 
think you have the low hand."

I looked around at all the other hands. Jim and George both had pairs 
of jacks. Everyone else had two pair or something better. I reached 
down and pulled off my socks and handed them to Betty.

Jim gathered up the cards and began shuffling them. Sharon stood up, 
forced a smile. "Well, here goes," she said. As she pulled her half-slip 
off and tossed it in the bank pile, revealing a pair of black lacy 
panties, that were sold in the center, but semi-transparent at the 
sides. 
Sharon quickly grabbed five chips from the bank and sat back down, 
making it much more difficult to see her panties. Everyone anted in 
one chip. Betty had a huge pile of chips in front of her. Mary still had 
a sizable stack. Everyone else had three or four chips.

Jim dealt out the cards, and I picked up and peeked at my hand. It was 
a king, ten, nine, six and four, or nothing. I really needed to improve 
this hand in the draw, or I was in big trouble.

Jim had dealt, so Betty had to act first. She passed, I passed, and so 
did Mary, Bob, Sharon and George. I thought maybe no one would 
have an opening hand, but Kristen opened and everyone quickly saw 
the bet. I took three cards, and so did everyone except Betty, who took 
two. Did Betty have three of kind this time, or was she just keeping an 
ace kicker. Betty had enough chips in front of her that she could try to 
bluff, although since you had to show your hand, everyone would 
know what she had done.

I picked up my three cards and looked at them, a king, a ten and an 
ace. I now had two pairs, kings and tens, plus an ace. This was a very 
good hand, it could be a winner, but in the last two hands it would not 
even have been the second best hand, so I had to be very careful. 
Since Kristen had opened the betting, she was the first to act, and she 
passed. Then Jim and Betty quickly passed. So this time Betty did not 
have three of a kind. I looked at the two chips still in front of me, 
and 
decided to go for it. I picked one chip and tossed it in the center. "I 
bet 
one," I said.

Bob looked at me, stood up and took off his shirt, tossing it in the 
bank pile. "I'll see your bet of one and raise you five," he said. He 
picked up the single chip in front of him, and shoved it towards the 
pot. Sharon counted out 5 chips from the bank and added it to the pot. 

Sharon then folded. George looked at me, then looked at Bob. George 
took off his socks and tossed them on the bank pile. "I'll see the bet," 
he said, tossing one chip from the two in front of him into the pot. 
Sharon counted out five more chips from the bank and added them to 
the pot.

Kristen, Jim and Betty quickly folded. That left it up to me. I figured 
I 
was beat, and folded.

"Ok, what have you got?" asked George. 

"A king high straight," replied Bob, as he spread his cards.

"What!" George protested. "You drew three cards, and you got a 
straight. How can you beat that luck?" George spread out three 
eight's.

Everyone else spread their cards out to figure who had the lowest 
hand. It was Jim, who had only a K high hand. Jim took off his 
sweatshirt and handed it to Bob.

It was now Betty's deal, and she began to shuffle the cards. I had only 
one chip left, and I pushed it into the center. Kristen and George were 
also down to their last chip. Betty had a huge pile in front of her, Bob 
had a big stack, and Mary still had a little pile. 

Betty dealt out the cards, and I picked up my cards and looked at 
them. I had a pair of queens, an ace, a six and a three. Probably good 
enough to keep me from losing, but I would need to draw another 
queen at least to win. Since Betty had dealt, I had to act first. I 
could 
have opened, but I was going to start losing some real clothes shortly, 
so I decided I had better be real careful, and I passed.

Mary passed, and Bob opened. Sharon saw the bet. George stood up 
and removed his shirt without hesitation, dropping it into the bank 
pile. Sharon handed him five chips and he pushed one into the pot.

Now it was Kristen's turn. She didn't have any chips either. Kristen 
stood up, and reached under her tight skirt to pull down her shear 
stockings. As she leaned over, I caught a glimpse of her white panties 
under her dress. Kristen tossed her socks into the growing bank pile 
and Sharon handed her five chips. Kristen sat down and shoved one 
chip into the pot.

Jim pushed his last chip into the pot, and Betty added one from her 
stack.

That left me. Mary had said it was best to always see the bet before 
the draw, but with a pair of queens, I was pretty sure I would not end 
up with the lowest hand. Unless I was really lucky, I was not going to 
win anything with this hand either. To bet I would have to take my 
shirt off. If I folded, I knew that meant I would have to take my shirt 
off to ante for the next hand, but I had not been very lucky so far, and 
I wanted to conserve my clothes as much as possible. "I fold," I said. 

Everyone looked up at me. No one else had folded before the draw, 
and Mary was looking at me kind of funny. Everyone took three cards 
this time, meaning no one had a super hand before the draw. Since 
Bob had opened, he was the first to act. He passed. So did Sharon, 
George, Kristen, and Jim. 

Betty separated out five chips from her pile. "I bet five," she 
announced. Everyone looked at her. Did she have another sure winner 
or was she just trying to use her big stack of chips to bluff everyone 
off the pot. 

I had already folded, so it went to Mary, who quickly folded. Bob, 
who had something because he had opened, also folded. Then Sharon, 
George, Kristen and Jim quickly followed suite.

"Well, I guess I have you all spooked," Betty said, as she showed 
three tens. Everyone shook their head as they spread their cards out to 
find the lowest hand. Bob had a pair of aces, and Kristen had a pair of 
kings, but Betty clearly had the best hand.

"Oh my God!" Sharon said. I turned and looked at Sharon's hand. It 
was a pair of fours.

Kristen glanced around. "I am sorry, Sharon," she said. "It looks like 
you have the lowest hand."

Sharon's cheeks were beginning to get a little flush. "Well..." she 
said. 
"I guess we knew this was going to happen. I had just hoped it would 
be to one of you other girls. Oh well." Sharon stood up and turned 
around with her back to us as reached behind her back to unfasten her 
bra. After a few seconds she had it free. She held the bra to her breast 
with one hand, while she threaded her arms out of the shoulder straps. 
Then she turned around to face the circle, the bra still held against 
her 
breast with one hand. "This is what you came her for boys," see 
proclaimed, as she pulled the bra away and let her breast flow free.

And what breast they were. I had only seen girls' breasts in the pages 
of Playboy and Penthouse, but never in the flesh. Sharon's breasts 
were not huge, like some of the girls in the magazines, but they were 
very nicely shaped, like a half and orange in size and fairly firm 
looking. As Sharon stood there a few seconds for us to admire her 
breasts, I noticed her nipples were big, round and erect.

Sharon sat down, but did not make an obvious attempt to hide her 
breasts. "Ok guys, admire them while you can," Sharon said with a 
wry smile. "You are going to be out of your pants in no time."

Betty turned to me. "Larry, it's your deal," she said. "Stop staring at 
Sharon's tits and start shuffling the cards."

"Oh," I said, and started to gather up the cards. I shuffled the cards 
and dealt them out again. As I dealt the cards, I now noticed that 
Sharon only had one chip left. That meant she would have to take off 
her panties just to be in the draw this hand. After I dealt the hand, I 
stood up and removed my shirt, adding it to the bank pile. Sharon 
reached back and handed me five chips. I pushed one into the ante. 
Sharon pushed her last chip into the pot.

I picked up my cards and looked at them. I had a pair of kings this 
time, with a ten, eight and a two. Slightly better than last hand, but 
not 
by much. Since I had dealt, Mary was the first to act, and she passed. 
So did everyone else. It came back to me. I had a minimum hand to 
open, so I could open, or we would all have to ante again, and let 
Mary deal. I decided to open this time, and pushed one chip into the 
pot. 

Mary and Bob quickly saw my bet. Then it was Sharon's turn. Sharon 
did not have any chips to see the bet. Sharon stood up again, giving us 
a great view of her breasts again. "Ok guys, a big treat for you, but 
just remember, you'll be losing your pants in a minute, after I win 
mine back," she said. With that she quickly slid her panties down and 
sat down in a single motion. I caught a brief glimpse of her brownish 
bush, a little darker than her hair. After she sat down, she pulled legs 
up in front of her and pulled her panties off over her feet. She kept 
her 
legs up so we could not see were her panties had been directly, but 
from my angle I could make out a little under the thigh of her leg. 
Sharon reached back and grabbed five chips, and tossed one in the 
pot.

Everyone else quickly saw the bet. Except for Kristen, who took two, 
everyone took three cards. I looked at my three new cards. A seven, a 
five and a four, so I still had just a pair of kings. I peeked over at 
Sharon again, but she had shifted so I could not see her private parts, 
although her breasts were still clearly in view. Since I had opened, I 
had to act first. I passed, but Mary immediately bet one. Bob saw the 
bet. 

I noticed Sharon was smiling. She reached forward and shoved her 
four remaining chips into the pot. "I call your bet and raise you three. 
I'm all in," she announced.

Sharon was betting everything on this hand. If she lost, the game was 
over, and she was the big loser. She had to stand up and let us all get 
a 
real good look at her. 

George, Kristen, Jim and Betty all quickly folded. I looked at my 
cards, a pair of kings, and folded also.

Mary looked at Sharon, then at her pile of chips. It had dwindled 
down to a very small stack. She pulled off three chips and tossed them 
into the pot. "I'll call your bet," she said. I could see that Mary now 
had only a single chip left.

Bob had a larger stack of chips. He confidently pushed forward three 
chips. "I'll call too," he said. "Ok let's see what you bet your all on 
Sharon?"

Sharon smiled and spread out her cards. "A full house, nines and 
jacks," she said.

Bob and Mary both dropped their cards. They clearly didn't have this 
beat.

Sharon leaned forward and scooped up a few of the chips in the pot. 
"Now I'll buy my panties back from the bank," she said. She counted 
out seven chips and put them back in the bank. She grabbed the 
panties and slipped them on over her feet, then slid them up her legs 
and all the way on, without standing up. Then she gathered up the rest 
of the chips in the pot. "Let me see. Can I buy my bra back now too?" 
she asked. 

Betty picked up her bra. "I have your bra over here," she said. "I think 
the rules say you can only buy things back from the bank. You'll have 
to win your bra back from me."

"Ok," Sharon said. "Enjoy the view while you can guys. You're going 
to be out of your pants shortly. By the way, who lost this hand?"

We all looked around at our hands. George, Kristen, Jim and Betty all 
had ace high hands. Remember this game was played with two decks, 
so there were eight aces in the deck. George's second card was only a 
ten, so he was the loser. George started to take off his undershirt, but 
Sharon spoke up. "No George. You have to take off your pants. 
Remember it's in the rules. We girls have to get some break for baring 
our breasts with one piece of clothes left, while you guys don't show 
anything until you lose that final piece." George slipped his undershirt 
back on, and unbuckled his pants. He slipped them off his legs one at 
a time, revealing boxer shorts with an obvious bulge in the front. 
George quickly sat down and handed his pants to Sharon. "Ok, now 
this is more like it," Sharon teased George. George adjusted his briefs 
and moved his legs to try to hide his excitement. I turned and looked 
at Mary. She was staring directly at Gorge's problem with a little 
smile on her face.

"I think it is your deal Mary," I finally said.

Mary began to pick up the cards and shuffle for the next hand. I 
turned and looked at Betty. She seemed to be checking out George, 
and sneaking a look at Jim as well. Mary dealt out the cards, and 
everyone tossed their one chip ante into the center. I noticed that Mary 
finally had no chips left in front of her, although she still had all 
her 
clothes. I picked up and looked at my hand. I had a pair of nines, a 
queen, a jack, and an eight, not a very promising hand. Since it was 
Mary's deal, Bob had to act first, and he passed. Then Sharon, George 
and Kristen quickly passed also. Jim seemed to think about it for a 
minute, but then he passed. Betty immediately passed. Since I did not 
have an opening hand, I passed. Mary reached down and pulled off 
her shoes, pushing them into the bank pile. "I open for one," she said, 
as Sharon handed her four chips and tossed the one in the pot.

Everyone quickly saw the bet. People seem to be getting more 
cautious as they lost their clothes. Everyone took three cards. I picked 
my three cards up and looked at a queen, a seven and a three. That 
was no help. At least the pair of nines should not end up the lowest 
hand. Since Mary had opened, she led the betting and she just glanced 
at her cards. "I open for one," she said, as she pushed one chip 
towards the pot. Everyone folded quickly to me, and I folded as well.

"Well, you have to show us what you had anyway, Mary," Sharon 
said. "I hope you didn't bluff us."

Mary spread out her cards. "Two pair, Aces and two's," she said.  
Everyone just placed their cards on the floor without protest, so Mary 
must have had the best hand. I looked around. There were a lot of 
pairs of jacks. This was a two decked game, so there were potentially 
four pairs of jacks, but seeing three pairs looked funny.

"Kristen," Sharon said. "It looks like you have the low hand."

Kristen looked at her ace high hand. Everyone else had at least a pair 
of something. "Well, I guess you're right. I'm out of chips too, so I 
guess I better get this over." Kristen stood up, reached to her side and 
unzipped her dress. She then let the shoulder straps fall over her arms 
and the dress fell at her feet. Kristen had a white lacy bra, and it 
looked like her breasts were bigger than Sharon's. Kristen was 
wearing a white half-slip below the waist. She picked the dress up and 
handed it to Mary. Then she grabbed the elastic bands of the half-slip, 
and slid it down her legs, lifting one foot at a time out of the slip. 
She 
then stood up revealing a very low cut white, laced panties as she 
tossed the slip into the large bank pile. 

Kristen stood there for a minute sticking her chest out a little to 
emphasize her breast. "You like what you see boys?" she asked, and 
then sat down, with all the guy's eyes firmly fix on her chest. "Ok 
Bob, wake up. Time to deal", she added teasingly, as she pushed some 
of the cards towards Bob.

Continued in Chapter 2 Part 2.




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