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Consequences Poker

By: maxfly



The gist of the game was simple, Dave explained. Everyone had to put $50 into the pot, winner take all. The winner of the game would be the winner of a hand of poker who could dare the loser of the hand to do something they would not do. The only catch was in order win the money the person doing the daring would have to complete the dare themselves. 

While Dave was explaining the rules and trying to talk us all into playing we were just laughing at him in varying degrees of drunkenness. The girls, in particular, said there was no way in hell they were going to play some idiotic high school game just so Dave could get his jollies. Undeterred, Dave kept pushing at us to play until his wife, Tammy, far from playfully, punched him in the arm and headed toward the kitchen shaking her head.

"Alright! Tammy is in!" announced Dave rubbing his arm and we all just laughed some more.

"You are such an ass!" Tammy said as she stormed into our kitchen to help Laura who was making us all something to eat. 

To be honest, I thought the game sounded like it might be fun, but given the mixed moods in the room I wasn't going to be the one to step up and say so. I looked around the group and in spite of the vocal refusals I could see I wasn't the only one who wouldn't mind spicing up the party a little. 

Tammy obviously would have preferred Dave to simply drop the whole thing and she had seemed almost embarrassed by her husband's suggestions. My wife Laura had been one of the most vocal against playing the game, but in spite of her protests I knew she would be in like a dirty shirt if the rest agreed. Of those people still in the room, I knew Barry would also play without much hesitation. Hell, I am surprised he didn't suggest it in the first place. Barry's wife Deb, a bomb shell blonde, was being entirely too playful in her refusals to play to be believed, and after the strip tease she had put on at a patio party a few months ago I knew she wouldn't be shy if we did play. The last couple was Scott and Cheryl, the most inhibited couple of the group. Scott looked entirely uncomfortable by the whole idea, but Cheryl had the same look she had at the patio party and I could see she was excited by the idea even though she hadn't said anything one way or the other. It is always the quiet ones, I thought.

The subject of the game was dropped for a while as we moved onto more mundane topics like kids, schools, work, and golf. Deb and Cheryl were discussing the former, and the guys were discussing golf, or more specifically we were speculating about when a certain 'striped feline' would be making his return to the tour and how good he would be after almost a year long layoff. 

After about fifteen or twenty minutes Laura and Tammy came back into the room with a huge platter of Laura's 'famous' nachos and a couple of pitchers of frozen margaritas. Before Laura had even put the platter on the coffee table the feeding frenzy began. Dave's first chip was mounded with cheese, sour cream, beef, and peppers and with the words, "Oh yeah!" he opened his maw to take it all in. But before he could get a taste, Cheryl grabbed his arm and steered the small feast into her own mouth. She couldn't get it all in and she ended up with cheese and salsa dribbling down her chin. While all of us laughed at the look of mock indignation on Dave's face Cheryl used her finger to clean up the mess on her chin and made a show of sensuously licking it off her finger and then she sucked her finger into her mouth almost as though she was performing oral sex. 

Laura had gone back to the kitchen to get a bottle of Grand Marnier to use as a floater on the margaritas and had returned just in time to see Cheryl sucking on her finger. "Hey!! You guys started the game without me!" she said with a smile. 

"No we didn't!" Dave remarked. "We were just waiting for you!" Using this as an opportunity Dave grabbed the deck of cards he had put on the end table beside him. He looked around the group and getting no verbal objections he began to deal the cards. I could tell from the look on Tammy's face that she wasn't happy, but she didn't say anything so the game began.

Dave dealt the cards and in the manner of amateur poker players we each picked up the cards one at a time as they were dealt. I had a pair of Jacks in my first two cards, but was dealt nothing else. As dealer, Dave was the last to pick up his cards, but before he did so he said, "No pay, no play!" As such, before we went any further a few moments passed while we got out our wallets. I playfully pissed off Laura by insisting she ante up her own money even though Dave and Barry had put $100 in for themselves and their wives; Scott only had $12 on him, but Cheryl came up with the rest. Laura only had a $20 bill in her purse and Dave ticked her off even more by denying her request to submit an IOU for the remainder. "No pay, no play!" he repeated.

Angrily, Laura dug into her purse for her cheque book and wrote out a blank cheque for the remaining $30. As she threw it onto the pile she looked me squarely in the eye and said, "There!! Are you satisfied?" 

The look on her face told me I had better be and I nodded knowing she was completely into this now. I could only wonder how far she would go.

Dave picked up the deck of cards and turned to Tammy who was seated to his left. "How many?" he asked.

"Four," she said and all the guys laughed. 

Dave dealt her four cards and more to each of us before dealing two cards to himself. I didn't catch another Jack, but I did get a pair of fours giving me two pair, so I was feeling fairly confident when we all laid down our hands.

As it turned out my two pair was only second best. Dave beat me with three queens. Laura, who had only asked for only one card, ended up with a nine high having missed her straight. She was the low hand.

"Okay," she said looking Dave in the eye, "what is my consequence?"

Without even a moments thought Dave blurted out, "Blow me!"

All of us except Laura either burst out laughing or reacted in shock, but Laura didn't so much as blink. She pondered Dave's request for a second after we quieted down and after glancing at the pile of money she replied, "No."

"Then I win!" announced Dave triumphantly.

"I don't think so," replied Laura.

"Well, you aren't going to let me eat you, are you?" Dave asked Laura with his eyebrows raised.

"No, that's true."

"Then I win!" said Dave just as triumphantly as before.

"No," said Laura with a look I knew that meant she was feeling clever. "I don't think so. I think that for you to win you have to blow yourself!"

Laughter exploded around the table at that point and then it doubled when Dave sadly looked down at his crotch and he realized he had been outsmarted. He looked at his wife Tammy for support, but she just smiled at him the way only a wife can smile at her husband when she knows he has made a fool of himself and calmly said, "She does have a point."

The hilarity and jests continued for a few minutes until, in defeat, Dave handed the deck of cards to Tammy and said, "Your deal."

With the tone set everyone was very careful in how they worded their consequences. There were some silly ones like Tammy having to crow like a rooster, I had to moon the group, and Scott was made to kiss the feet of everyone around the table, but before long the consequences took on a more intimate and sexual nature. It all started when Scott won a hand and, surprisingly given his shyness, asked Laura to kiss him.

Laura got up from her place and walked around to side of the table where Scott was seated on the floor. She got down on her knees, took Scott's face in her hands, and she looked deeply into Scott's eyes. Slowly Laura bent her head down to Scott's. Their mouths got closer and closer. When their lips were almost touching Scott pursed his and closed his eyes in anticipation of the kiss. Laura promptly kissed him one the nose and went back to her seat while the rest of were all laughing once more. The game really had become fun, even Tammy was enjoying herself, but a corner had been turned.

On the very next hand Dave won and Cheryl was the loser. "Kiss me," Dave ordered and then after a short pause he added "on the mouth." 

Cheryl who was sitting on Dave's immediate right had a look of uncertainty on her face. Scott, who was almost as shy as Cheryl had a similar look on his face. Cheryl looked at him questioningly and Scott simply shrugged. With that Cheryl leaned over and kissed Dave gently for a few brief seconds. I could see Dave leaning in for more, but Cheryl quickly leaned back breaking their kiss. 

For the next few hands kissing was the theme, and with each subsequent hand the requests became more intimate: "Kiss me on the mouth for 10 seconds." "Kiss me on the mouth for 20 seconds with tongue." And so it went. 

Laura had just been in a lip lock with Barry for a full minute and I was still trying to understand how I felt about it when I was dealt a natural flush. Tammy was the low hand with a pair of twos. She hadn't been involved in any of the kissing consequences so I wasn't sure how far she would go. There was every chance she would just tell me to kiss myself, yet... 

I had kissed Tammy just once before. It was New Years Eve a couple of years ago when Barry and Deb had hosted a house party and Tammy had had more than a little to drink. She made the rounds at midnight and kissed all the guys in the group for a second or two, but when she came to me I was surprised when her tongue snaked into my mouth and she pulled me to her with more passion than I was expecting. Fifteen or twenty seconds must have passed before she broke the kiss, kissed me once again lightly and said "Happy New Year, Tim!" Then before I had a chance to do anything except wish her the same she was off kissing someone else. So, it was with the memory of that kiss in my mind that I stepped up the ante and made the following request, "Lie on top of me and kiss me for a minute."

I was a little surprised, but pleased, when Tammy immediately got up and walked around the table to where I was seated on the floor. She pushed me onto my back and quickly crawled on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her lithe, athletic body and with her long, gold blonde hair hiding our faces we began to kiss. I had already kissed both Cheryl and Deb for fifteen or twenty seconds each, but the kiss I shared with Tammy was different. It was completely sexual. It was deep and hot. Our lips were pulling at the other's and our tongues darted and probed into each other's mouth, but it was Tammy quietly moaning in lust that set the kiss apart. I quickly lost track of where I was until all too soon I heard Dave yell out, "Okay! That's enough you two!"

Reluctantly, we broke the kiss and Tammy stood up and smiling widely walked back to her place on the other side of the table. I sat up and straightened my self out. I glanced over at Laura who gave me a questioning, Mr. Spock like look with a single raised eye brow. I just winked at her and wondered what she would do next. I didn't have long to wait.

Dave won the next hand and Laura lost to Dave for the first time since he had asked her to blow him. I think everyone knew the stakes were higher this time around. I could tell Laura was a little more nervous than she was letting on, or was it excitement. Regardless, I could hear a slight tremor in her voice when she looked at Dave and asked, "Well?"

Dave took a few seconds before he answered. You could almost hear the wheels in his head turning as he thought about his next request. Given the way Laura had one-upped him the last time he made a request of her I knew Dave was going to be far more careful this time. Then I saw a twinkle in his eye and he blurted out, "Show me your tits!" 

It was a perfect consequence, I thought. It would be a big step for the game, if not for Laura herself, and if she refused Dave wouldn't hesitate to pull up his shirt and win the pot. But, before I could even complete that thought, although not before Tammy whacked him again, Laura pulled up her tank top and quickly flashed her perky breasts. Then they were hidden again so quickly it was almost like we hadn't even seen them at all.

"Hey," Dave complained. "That was too fast! I didn't even get a good look."

"It seems to me all you said was I had to show them to you, Dave." Laura said with a smirk. "You didn't say for how long." All we could do was agree with her again much to Dave's chagrin.

It was my turn to deal so I picked up the cards and quickly dealt another hand. After discarding two cards I found myself with three Jacks and I was pretty sure I was going to win the hand, but Laura finally hit the straight she had been after all night. Dave managed only a King high and he lost the hand. Just like that the tables had been turned.

"Well, well, well..." Laura said rubbing her hands together in glee. "What shall I make you do?" she pondered out loud.

I had a few ideas floating around in my head, but I didn't blurt them out. The rest of the group was strangely quiet, too, which only added to the tension of the moment. Dave just sat there waiting nervously, which in my mind was worth the price of admission all by itself.

"Hmmmm..." said Laura after a moment or two as she continued to contemplate Dave's fate. "I know!" she announced.

We all waited with bated breath for Laura to announce Dave's consequence. Long moments passed as Laura stared down Dave while she smiled wickedly. Unconsciously, everyone around the table but Dave began to lean in to hear what Laura would say.

"Strip," Laura said suddenly, and then after a dramatic pause, "and stay naked for the rest of the night!"

"What?" asked Dave who seemed not to understand what Laura had just said.

"Take off all your clothes and stay naked all night," replied Laura. "Strip!" 

Dave looked at Laura in a moment of disbelief at what she had asked him to do, then he went beet red. Whether from anger at being had once again, or embarrassment, I don't know, but Dave didn't say a word. 

Barry and Tammy were both laughing hysterically by this point, the group's initial shock having worn off. Scott looked like he wanted to run, and I could see Cheryl's neck and upper chest beginning to flush in excitement. I knew she wouldn't mind seeing Dave get naked. He was easily the most physically fit of the guys around the table.

I watched Dave look down at the money sitting on the table then look at Laura. Then he looked at the money again. While $300 was far from a fortune it was still enough money to be a factor in the game. I knew Dave was trying to figure out whether he could refuse the consequence, and if so, would Laura have the balls to strip naked herself and win the money. I had no doubt Laura would do it, and if Dave simply remembered the striptease Laura had performed on his patio only a few months back he would know it, too, and from the look on his face I think he did. Defeated, Dave stood up and began to fumble with the buttons on his shirt.

"Woohoo!" shouted Laura in victory. "Take it ALL off, Davey Boy!"

The girls all gave Laura a 'high-5' and took up the chant. "Take it off! Take it off!" Tammy seemed to be particularly enjoying her husband's moment of defeat and Cheryl was flushing even more noticeably than before.

To give Dave credit, he quickly got into the spirit of things and he performed an awkward bump and grind to the music that was playing in the background. Ironically, ZZ Top's "Sharp Dressed Man" came on when Dave was about half way undressed and the girls all squealed in delight at the irony. Between removing each piece of clothing Dave would give one or another of the girls a quick lap dance, more for effect than anything else, and soon he was standing in front of Laura in just his boxers which looked a little bit more like a tent at the moment. 

"To the winner goes the spoils," Dave said to Laura. Holding his arms out stretched he added, "You may do the honours."

Like a cat Laura knelt in front of Dave and seductively slipped her hands inside of his waist band. She tried to slide his boxers straight down, but Dave's erection was in the way which forced Laura to pull his shorts out and over his cock. As soon as it was freed Dave's sizable cock sprung out toward Laura's face which was only inches away. Once she had them to his knees Laura let Dave's boxers fall to the floor around his feet and he stepped out of them, but as he did so he moved even closer to Laura. For a second or two Dave's manhood slid lightly along Laura's cheek and I think I saw her hand begin to reach for it before she realized what she was doing and then she pulled her head back and stood up. I could tell she was becoming aroused by the colour in her cheeks and the obvious fact her nipples were trying to poke through her tank top.

Like what you see?" Dave asked Laura with a grin. He was obviously sensing her arousal as well.

Playing coy to the bitter end all Laura said in response was, "Maybe!" Then she looked at Scott who was shuffling the cards and ordered, "Deal another hand."

After the cards were dealt and we had all been dealt new cards to replace those we had discarded no one seemed too eager to lay their cards down. I know I wasn't. All I had was a Queen high. With a thought of, "Here goes nothing," I laid my cards on the table and looked expectantly at the others to find out who I would be performing a consequence for next. Tammy laid her cards down next to mine and to my surprise I had her beaten. Her biggest card was the ten of spades. Cheryl let out a sigh of relief and laid down her almost flush which left her with a Jack high. Scott, Barry and Deb laid down their cards and while they all beat me, none of them had a very good hand. Suddenly feeling more confident Dave showed us a pair of eights which was the highest hand so far. Then we all looked at Laura expectantly, though none quite so eagerly as Dave. With a visible slumping of her shoulders Laura showed us her hand and once again she had missed a straight leaving her with a two, three, four, five, and an nine. She had lost. 

Dave's triumphant bellow could have been heard blocks away, and let me tell you, until you have seen a completely naked man with an erection strutting around the room in triumph you are missing out. It was the most absurd thing I had ever seen. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or console my wife who, from the look on her face, knew she was in for it now. The rest were enjoying the situation immensely and for once it was Laura who was the target of the jeers and catcalls letting her know what she already knew, that Dave was going to come up with something big this time.

Once all the commotion ended I thought Dave would give his consequence more thought, but instead he quickly gave Laura the same task she had just given him. "Strip, and stay naked all night!" he said with glee.

With a shrug Laura stood up and started to pull her tank top up, but just before she exposed her breasts she pulled it down and sat down again. "No, I don't think I will," she said with confidence and we all looked at Dave.

"Then I win!" said Dave for the second or third time that night.

We all looked at Laura.

"No you don't," Laura answered even more sure of herself now.

We all looked at Dave.

"What the hell do you mean?" Dave asked and I could sense more than a little anger building him at the thought that maybe Laura had outsmarted him again.

"Well, in order for you to win you would have to perform the consequence you just gave me," Laura began, "but to do that you would have to strip. But you can't strip because you are already naked. Furthermore, if you put your clothes back on and stripped them off again then you will be in violation of the consequence I gave you because then you would not be naked all night and so I would win."


Consequences Poker Ch. 02



Over the month or so since we had all played "Consequences Poker" I think each one of my buddies who had been there to see my wife bare it all had commented to me about how amazed they were by Laura. Scott, always the shy one, surprised me the most when he told me he had fantasized about Laura since that night. Barry told me he thought Laura was the sexiest woman he knew which I found a little odd in that his wife, Deb, was the prototypical blonde bombshell every guy drools over. But Dave, poor Dave, literally ranted about Laura every time he saw me, telling me how lucky I was to have her, how sexy Laura was, and what he would do to her given the chance. I went along with it the first couple of times I saw Dave after that night thinking it was all in good fun, but when his ravings continued every time I saw him, which was every Saturday morning when we rode together on the golf course, I finally had to tell him to keep his mouth shut. He looked at me sheepishly when I said it because I think it had finally dawned on him what he was saying. Dave, typically, had completely forgotten or ignored the fact Laura was my wife. 

"I'm sorry," Dave had said. "It is just that..."

I held up my hand. "It's okay. I know Laura is a sexy woman. I just don't want to hear it from you anymore. Okay?" I asked him not really understanding his obsession with Laura. I didn't think Laura was any more attractive than any of the other guy's wives, but I suspected maybe it was Laura's attitude that attracted Dave, especially when it came to sex. Laura was easily the most open minded of any of the wives when it came to sexuality, nudity, etc.

Dave nodded and that was the last I heard of it... until tonight!

Dave and Tammy, and Barry and Deb, had come over for dinner. Scott and Cheryl had begged off due to a migraine Cheryl was suffering through. I had grilled some hamburgers for the six of us, and Laura had made a few pitchers of margaritas and a huge plate full of her always famous nachos. The remains of the meal were spread out on the patio table in front of us. Everyone had drunk their fill of margaritas and we were all just chilling to the music playing over the stereo "stones" I had put out by the pool for the evening. The conversation had dwindled until we were each just lost in our alcohol addled thoughts for a few moments as our meals began to settle. 

"So what are we going to do now?" asked Dave breaking the moment.

Rising up out of her stupor, and her chair, Laura responded, "I don't know about you, but I am cleaning up this mess!"

"I'll help you," responded Tammy, and the two of them made quick work of the plates and bowls in front of us. 

Dave, ever happy to have women working around him, just leaned forward and filled his glass with the dregs of the margaritas in the pitcher Laura and Tammy had left behind when they headed into the house with their hands full. Leaning back and taking a deep drink he remarked, "Ahhh!! It doesn't get any better than this!"

I couldn't help but agree, but unfortunately for Dave his wife Tammy had returned in time to hear him and she interrupted his moment by telling him to get his butt in the kitchen to make another round of margaritas. Dave looked at me, the one of us who had been bartender up until now, but I just shrugged. So, he got up and with a flourish and announced, "Your wish is my command, love of my life!" With that Dave grabbed the pitcher and waltzed off into the house.

"He is such an ass!" said Tammy dropping into the seat beside me.

"Yeah," I responded, "but you love him anyway!"

Tammy sighed but turned toward me and smiled. "Yes, I do!"

"He doesn't deserve you," I said.

"I know," replied Tammy with a straight face and then, after a moment of trying to hold it in, we both burst out laughing! Barry and Deb chimed in and for the next little while Dave was the butt of more than a few jokes. It wasn't until Dave appeared in the patio door more than a few minutes later that we all quickly shut up.

"Why do I get the feeling you were all talking about me?" Dave asked as he placed a full pitcher or 'ritas down on the table in front of us and sat down.

"Who us?" asked Deb feigning an innocent look. "We would NEVER talk about YOU behind your back."

"Yeah right!" said Dave setting back into his chair.

Just then Laura came back out of the house and joined us. She didn't act any differently than she had all night, but I couldn't help but notice a distinct flush that she had on her neck and upper chest, a flush I had seen many times before in the bedroom. "What had happened in the kitchen," I wondered. In fact, now that I thought about it Laura and Dave had been in the kitchen for much longer than it would have taken to make a pitcher of margaritas. Moreover, I suddenly realized this was the first time since the night Laura had walked home from Dave and Tammy's house in the nude that Dave and Laura would have had a chance to be alone. I immediately knew what the two of them would have been talking about. "Did they do anymore than talk?" I wondered once more.

"So what are we doing now?" Laura asked as she plopped down in her chair.

The rest of us looked at each other questioningly since we really hadn't talked about it since Dave had posed the same question a while ago. The night was still young, so I knew we wouldn't be breaking up the party any time soon, but I just shrugged and said, "I don't know!"

Dave piped up and declared, "Let's just play Consequences Poker again!" He had barely got the words out before Tammy slugged him even harder than the last time he had suggested the game weeks ago. 

We all laughed while Tammy remarked, "Pervert! You just want to see Laura naked again!"

"No, I just thought..." began Dave.

"Liar," interrupted Tammy icily and you could tell this was a sore point with her. "You haven't done anything but talk about Laura since the last time!"

"Oh, really?" asked Laura leaning forward with animated interest. She already knew all this because she and I had talked about Dave's comments over the past few weeks, but she loved to put Dave on the spot. "You have been thinking about me naked, have you?"

"No," replied Dave who looked askance at his wife. Then looking back at my wife Laura, who had one eyebrow raised Spock-like, he continued, "I mean, I did but..." And that was all he got out before Tammy slugged him again making everyone laugh again uproariously again, Laura most of all.

"We don't have to play poker for you to see me naked," Laura snickered. "All you have to do is ask!"

"Really?" asked Dave expectantly.

"Uh huh," replied Laura with a wink, although I wasn't sure if she was winking at me, Dave, or Tammy. "I will be happy to do it if you ask. All you have to do is convince everyone else to get naked first! After all, I was the only one who did it the last time."

That resulted in more laughter and comments like "Yeah right!" and "Like that will happen!" from Barry, Tammy and I. Although she laughed along with us I could sense the wheels turning in Deb's brain. It isn't like she had never been naked around us before. She was the one that had initiated the patio party striptease a year or so ago, so I knew there was a closet exhibitionist inside of her. She had done nothing the like since then, but I suspected she wouldn't be shy about shedding her clothes again under the right circumstances. You wouldn't intentionally manufacture a body like hers without being an exhibitionist, would you? No, I knew the wrench in the scheme, perhaps intentionally on Laura's part, was Tammy. 

I knew the boys, Dave and Barry, would strip in a second, especially under the context of skinny dipping or something similar. Tammy on the other hand had never been one to step over any kind of sexual line. Yeah, we had kissed passionately the night of the poker game weeks ago, but other than one other lingering New Years Eve kiss we shared long before then Tammy never hinted at anything more. I never thought of her as a prude or anything like that, but she never exuded anything overtly sexual either in spite of the chemistry that had always existed between us. 

Of the three girls around the table, Tammy was always the more conservatively dressed. Tonight, like usual, her shorts were mid thigh and loose fitting. She wore a cute, if conservative, short sleeved, cotton blouse which was buttoned all the way up except for the very top two buttons. She looked nice, but her outfit did nothing to accentuate the athletic figure I knew she was hiding. By comparison, she looked like a nun next to Deb, who wore short white shorts and a tight, low-cut, spaghetti strapped tank top that left her midriff bare. She was obviously braless, but the double lining in her top kept anything but the swell of her medically enhanced breasts from showing. Still, they were breasts that invited you to look, and I had, many times. Laura, also in short shorts, wore an athletic style bathing suit top similar to what you might see competitive beach volleyball players wear. Her top flattened her breasts somewhat making them look a little bigger around than they would normally, so it was easy to see the outline of her nipples through the stretchy material, especially now that they seemed to be perking up with the direction the conversation had taken. Or, had they been like that when she came out of the kitchen with Dave? I couldn't recall. Regardless, they were poking through now!

Things got quiet for a few moments as Laura's proposition hung out there in the air in front of us. I could see Dave trying to work things out in his head before he said, "Well, just getting naked seems like a silly idea! Are you guys up for some skinny dipping?" he asked looking more at Deb and Barry than anyone else. Barry just shrugged, still not sure where this was all headed. Deb blushed, but nodded ever so slightly. "Okay," she murmured quietly then looked at Barry to see what his response would be. He nodded as well.

Dave then turned to look questioningly at his wife. Tammy's response was immediate, "You are kidding yourself if YOU think I am going to get naked just so YOU can ogle Laura again. It is not going to happen."

"But," began Dave.

"No," interrupted Tammy who was adamantly shaking her head. "NO!" Tammy repeated more loudly and visibly more angrily. "I will NOT!"

Looking around the table I could see Laura was triumphant that her little ploy had worked, but Deb seemed almost disappointed. Dave looked like he was going to say something else, but sensing Tammy was in no mood to continue the discussion he slumped back into his chair with a disgusted, "Whatever!"

At that point all the controversy seemed to have come to a rather awkward conclusion. Dave was pouting. Tammy was silently seething. Laura was smiling victoriously over one upping Dave again and Barry and Deb were simply sitting there awkwardly not knowing what to do or say. It was one of those moments where all I had to do was change the topic of conversation and everything would have been fine. It is what I should have done, so don't ask me why I softly blurted out, "Would you do it for me?"

"What did you just say?" asked Tammy hastily with ice still in her voice. Every other head at the table turned to look at me.

I locked gazes with Tammy for a few seconds and her eyes seemed to be burning a hole through me. With no more confidence than before I repeated, "Would you do it for me?"

The silence around the table was deafening. Given the look of astonishment on his face I don't think Dave could believe I had the nerve to ask that of Tammy given the mood she was in. We all knew Tammy had a temper so I am sure Dave was thinking that even he was smarter than that, and wilting under Tammy's intense stare I was beginning to wish I had been smarter, too. I glanced at Laura out of the corner of my eye to gauge her reaction, but she just had a quizzical look on her face with one eyebrow cocked up like Mr. Spock. Slowly all the eyes at the table turned to look at Tammy whose eyes had never left me. 

The seconds that past felt like minutes. Tammy's features softened ever so slightly as she looked at me. I think she began to understand that I wasn't asking this of her because I wanted Dave and Laura to have their fun, or that I wanted to see Deb's magnificent breasts. I think she knew I was asking this because of the chemistry that had existed between us over the years, that I was asking to see her naked, that I wanted to see her body. "Okay," Tammy said quietly with her eyes still locked on mine.

"What?" asked Dave.

"I said okay," Tammy snapped at him, half angrily and half in resignation.

"Alright," whooped Dave. He jumped up and pulled Laura up by the hand and dragged her over to the pool. Barry and Deb quickly got up and followed them. I made a move to get up out of my chair as well, but Tammy put a hand on my chest and pushed me back down. "You stay here," she ordered. I complied.

Tammy stood up and faced me with her back to the ruckus by the pool. Behind her I could see that Dave had already shed his clothes and was splashing around in the pool. Laura was already topless and was busy shimmying her shorts down over her hips while Dave was extolling her on with shouts of, "Oh yeah! Take it off!" Barry was just climbing into the water and I could see he was at "half mast". I might have watched Deb given the opportunity, but Tammy was blocking my view of her and it would have been rude in the extreme to peer around her at this point.

"Idiot," said Tammy looking over shoulder at her husband. Then turning back to look at me she coyly asked, "So you want to see me naked do you?" confirming she understood what I had been asking.

I nodded.

"Have you ever imagined what I look like under my clothes before?"

I nodded again and with a smile said, "Uh huh!" It was true, I had.

Tammy began toying with her top button. "Have you ever fantasized about me?" she asked.

I nodded again not about to admit I really hadn't, not fantasized per se, but I had wondered what it would be like to be with her. Tammy was a beautiful woman, after all, even if she tended not to show it. 

Time seemed to slow down for me over the next little while. Thinking back I doubt it took Tammy more than a minute or two to undress completely, but it seemed to me then that I was watching events in slow motion. Every movement Tammy made seemed exaggerated and I can remember every detail. 

With her top button now undone Tammy's fingers reached for the next buton, then the next, and as she did so her blouse parted enough for me to see the curve or her lacy white bra highlighted against her smooth tanned skin. Then as another button or two separated I could see the muscular curve of her belly that hinted at a 'six pack'. Though the evening wasn't cool her skin was like gooseflesh and I could see the fine silky hair on her skin standing up in excitement.

The last button was undone at last. Tammy shrugged the blouse from her shoulders and let it fall behind her where she caught it and tossed into the chair beside her. I had seen Tammy in a bathing suit many times before, but I saw her differently now. The mother tof two and one time college athlete was being replaced by a creature more akin to a cat. Her body was lithe. Her muscles, easy to see in the flickering candlelight of the patio lanterns, were well defined, yet they did nothing to take away from her feline femininity. 

I watched in rapt attention as Tammy undid the top button on her shorts. She pulled her zipper down just halfway which framed her navel in a 'V' and stopped. She looked at me then for a second or two as if deciding whether or not she wanted to continue, then she reach between her breasts and undid the clasp of her bra. She hesitated for a second or two then pulled the halves apart to reveal her breasts to me for the very first time. 

Tammy was not well endowed by any means, but her breasts were perfectly shaped and there was a sprinkling of freckles between them that looked incredibly sexy in my book. There was fullness to Tammy's breasts I hadn't imagined possible for breasts I guessed filled a just 'B' cup. Her nipples were taught in excitement and begged to be sucked. The word 'perky' simply did not do her breasts justice when Tammy arched her back slightly and thrust them forward and upwards. I wanted to feel Tammy's breasts in my hands but all I did was grip the arms of my chair a little tighter to keep me from doing so. That wasn't what this was all about. 

At that moment I thought perhaps she was the most sexy woman I had ever seen in person. If Tammy had stopped and not taken off another thing I would have been satisfied. The image of her standing there topless, hands on hips, and her partially undone shorts beckoning to be removed, is burned into my mind. But, Tammy turned 90 degrees so that I was watching her in profile and she began to shimmy her shorts over her hips. I think she just wanted to avoid bending over and blatantly exposing what I could now tell was her thong covered ass to the others playing in the pool. While they were still fooling around they were also turning their heads now and then to watch Tammy. 

Oblivious to the others frolicking in the pool Tammy stood with her feet together and her legs ramrod straight. Then she bent all the way over and she pushed her shorts to the ground. She held that pose for a half a second and I was reminded of how she must have looked in her college swimming days when a starter would have called to the swimmers to "Take your marks! Get set!" Her ass was flawless in profile. You could see very muscle in the curve of her buttocks and upper leg. She straightened up for a second, turned her back towards me slightly, then Tammy bent at the waist again, and arched her back in a classic pin-up girl pose with her arms extended and hands on the picnic table. Tammy parted her legs slightly which gave give me an incredible view of her ass and barely covered pussy. Then she bent her head forward for a second and threw her head back so that her long blonde hair cascaded down her back and the she turned her head toward me with a smile. Oh how I wish I'd had a camera!

Behind Tammy I could see her husband, Dave, standing in the pool dumbfounded that his wife would so brazenly show herself to me. I think he was about to say something when Laura swam up behind him and dunked him while calling out,"You go, Girl!!"

Tammy stood up then, flashed Laura a 'thumbs up' and turned to face me once again only now she was only a foot or so away and was straddling my left knee. My nose was pointed right at her pussy.

"Are you ready for the finale, Big Boy?" Tammy asked me.

I leaned my head way back and looked up at her face that was being framed by her breasts. "Uh huh," I nodded in response.

"Then they are all yours," Tammy said with a smile and to make sure I got the point she pulled the waistband of her thong out a little and let it audibly snap back against her hip.

I quickly sat up straighter and scooted myself to the front of my chair. I hooked my thumbs into top of her thong and slowly began to pull it downward. I kept waiting for a glimpse of hair but there was none, but neither had Tammy been shaved. Only an inch before I exposed the top of her mound did the thinnest wisps of strawberry blonde hair began to appear. As I exposed more and more of Tammy's pussy just inches from my nose I could see it was only covered by what looked like soft peach fuzz. I was so glad she hadn't shaved because the effect would not have been nearly the same. I took a deep breath at that point, more to release a little tension than anything else but my nostrils were filled with Tammy's musky scent. The remaining part of my manhood that hadn't already responded to Tammy did just that. I was hard as a rock.




Consequences Poker Ch. 02



Not trusting myself any further so close to Tammy's pussy I sat back and looked at her naked body from head to toe and I loved every inch of the view. When my eyes locked with Tammy's she looked down at my crotch and then back into my eyes. "Do you like what you see?" she asked.

"Uh huh," I nodded.

Then Tammy did something that surprised the hell out of me. She reached down between legs and pulled her pussy open between the first two fingers of her right hand revealing the pink flower within.

"And now?" Tammy asked.

"Uh huh," I repeated too stunned to say anything more clever.

"It's yours any time you want it!" Tammy whispered huskily and before I could even begin to make sense of what she had just said to me she turned away and walked quickly towards the pool. 

Unabashed with her nakedness now, Tammy climbed up onto our small diving board. With all eyes upon her she paused for just a moment with hands at her sides. Then with the precision I knew was born of years of practice as a child Tammy executed a perfect swan dive making hardly a ripple when she entered the water. While the others applauded and cheered I could see Tammy making strong breast strokes and frog kicks as she pulled herself underwater toward the far side of the pool. She surfaced directly in front of her husband, put her arms around his neck, and immediately stuck her tongue down his throat. As Dave's arms coiled around her in surprised response and I couldn't help but wish for a second or two that those arms were mine.

Moments later I joined everyone in the pool. Climbing into the water I endured the catcalls I got as a result of my excited condition and both the other girls gave Tammy a 'high five' in congratulations. Laura swam over to me and I pulled her close and kissed her. She reached between my legs and took my still hard cock in her hand and gave it a little squeeze.

"Did you have fun?" my wife whispered into my ear.

"A little," I whispered back.

"I can't believe Tammy did it!" Laura responded again still quietly.

"You have no idea!" I said.

"What do you mean?" Laura asked me pulling back to look at me quizzically.

"I'll tell you later," I replied. I was still wrestling with my own thoughts about what had happened.

The night was cooling off so we didn't swim much longer. Compared to the heightened level of excitement I had experienced earlier not much else of interest happened in the pool, or in the hot tub where we concluded the night. In fact, by the time were ready to get out and get dressed the girls were back their old tricks telling us there was no way they were getting out first just so us boys could ogle them. Neither Dave nor I could see what difference it made at that point, but grumbling all the boys climbed out of the tub, snatched up our clothes and made our way into the room Laura and I call the "cabana". 

The cabana was really just an entryway from our house to our back yard, but Laura and I had set it up to give us a place to change coming from and going to the pool. We had a small bathroom a few feet further into the house that was equipped with a shower so it worked well. I let the other two guys shower ahead of me reminding them to leave plenty of hot water for the girls.

By the time the two guys were out of the shower the girls were there waiting for their turns so like a gentleman I let them go ahead of me. Tammy went first leaving me with Deb and Laura clad only in towels. When the door knob began to rattle Deb dropped her towel and purposely gave me one last good look before she entered the shower just then vacated by Tammy.

"You are sure getting a show tonight," quipped Laura with a smile after Deb had closed the door.

Once again I replied, "You have no idea?"

A few minutes later Deb came out of the shower, now dressed, and told us the hot water was starting to run out. Laura grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into the small bathroom with her. 

Moments later, with just lukewarm water streaming over us in the stall shower, Laura was in my arms. In seconds I was hard and lifting Laura slightly I slipped into her warm wet pussy while she wrapped her legs around my waist. I Laura pushed up against the tiled wall and I plunged into her urgently a few times before the hot water ran out completely dousing us in freezing water. I don't whether it was the shock of the cold, or the excitement of the night, or both, but I thrust hard one last time and exploded inside of Laura who cried out and bit my shoulder as I did so. I could feel her pussy spasm around my turgid cock so I knew she'd had an orgasm, too. We lingered, connected, for a second or two, but the cold water quickly became too much too bear and we jumped out laughing and shivering.

Laura was a sexy site with goose bumps all over her skin. Her nipples were as wrinkled and taught as they could possibly be. And between her legs my cum was already dribbling down her legs. In spite of the cold dousing I was still so excited that I would loved to have taken Laura again right there and then, but when I moved toward her with that very thought in mind she put her hand on my chest and stopped me in her tracks.

"That will be enough of that!" Laura joked. "Besides we still have company!"

"Yeah, I know," I said thinking they would be fine on their own for a few more minutes, but I reluctantly began pulling on my shorts and t-shirt instead.

"But..." Laura said with a long dramatic pause.

"What?" I asked.

Laura grinned at me in a way I knew she was having wicked thoughts. "When you fuck me later will you tell me all about what you and Tammy got into you tonight?"

"Maybe," I said with a grin, but I was thinking I would indeed! "Are you going to tell me what you and Dave were up to in the kitchen?"

"What?" Laura asked somewhat startled at first then she feigned innocence. "We didn't do anything!" 

"Yeah, right!" I joked remembering the flush I had seen on Laura's chest earlier. "Perhaps your memory will be better later when I fuck you?"

"Maybe it will," Laura replied with a sly grin, "but maybe it won't. It will all depend on what you tell me!"

(To be continued...)



Consequences Poker Ch. 03



After every one finally left I went out back outside to clean up what was left of the party while Laura tided up the kitchen. The girls had done a good job before they left, so all I had to do was clean up the grill and cover up the pool for the night. I was standing there looking down into the crystal clear water thinking I might jump in and swim a few laps before bed, but just as I had that thought Laura popped her head out the patio doors. "Are you coming to bed?" she asked.

Remembering sexual promises Laura had made earlier I responded, "I'll be right there!"

"I'll be waiting!" Laura said with a smile and she closed the glass door with a swish.

"You won't be waiting for long!" I said to myself already feeling my groin rise in expectation.

I quickly finished up with the pool and made my way back into the house through the kitchen. Knowing we weren't going to be doing any sleeping just yet I poured each of us a glass of merlot. I snapped off the lights and with two goblets in hand I made my way towards our bedroom at the other end of the house. The house was dark, but I was able to pick my way along in the flickering light emanating from our room at the end of hall. 

Entering the bedroom I was greeted by yet another sexy site. Laura, naked as the day she was born, was sitting up against the headboard with her knees pulled up against her chest. In the soft, warm light of the burning candles scattered around the room she looked almost angelic in her innocence. She smiled when she saw the wine in my hand. "You think of everything!" Laura commended me softly. Then in a complete reversal of images she pulled her knees far apart and brazenly exposed her pussy to me. "Now come and eat me!"

I wasted no time putting the wine glasses down on the night stand and removing my shirt. Still wearing my walking shorts I dropped to my knees beside the bed and I pulled Laura forward until her pussy was almost at the edge of the mattress. Suspecting how urgent her need was likely to be given the events of the day I decided to forgo the delicate beginning I would usually use to bring Laura 'up to speed' and opted for a more direct approach. Not that they needed to move far, but I pushed her thighs apart until her knees were almost flat on the bed. Laura's pussy gaped open in front of me; wet and shiny. I thought I could detect her scent when I walked into the room but now, so close, the sexual odor emanating from my wife seemed to fill the room. I leaned in and stuck my tongue as deeply as I could into Laura's throbbing opening and then slowly, with ever building pressure at the tip of my tongue, I licked her once from bottom to top. When my tongue crossed over her clit I maximized the pressure and slowed the movement to a crawl stretching her clit upwards. When her clit finally popped free Laura clutched at the bedcovers, gasped lightly, and shuddered with a small orgasm. Then I did it again and I was rewarded by another small orgasm only this one was accompanied by a barely audible gasp and a small involuntary squirm.

Knowing that I had my lover exactly where I wanted her I methodically began to work Laura towards what I knew would be a major climax. There is nothing quite like years of experience to understand how to arouse a woman, and I had learned many lessons about Laura's body along the way. I knew just where, how long, and how hard to lick to bring Laura to the brink of an orgasm without sending her over the top. The longer I kept her just at the brink the stronger her orgasm would be, yet I had to be careful not to wait too long and miss the opportunity altogether. Tonight I knew it would not take long and after just a minute or two I sensed Laura getting very still which told she was very close. I began quickly licking up and down the length of the clit, a favorite of hers, and when I knew the time was right I stuck my middle finger deep inside of her and hooked it back around her pubic bone. With the tip of my finger I drummed her G-spot a couple of times. Instantly Laura's whole body convulsed and it was almost as though I could feel the waves of pleasure as they coursed through her body. 

"Oh my God," Laura cried out breathlessly, "Oh my God!" Her thighs tried to clamp my head between them but I held them apart and kept licking. By then all she could utter were inarticulate grunts and moans as her body shuddered strongly again, and then quickly once again. 

Once I felt Laura begin to come down to Earth again I slowed and then stopped licking her altogether. I looked up and I could see Laura's chest heaving slowly. I looked at her pussy that was gaped wide open just inches from me and I watched it pulse rhythmically for a few moments. I would have loved to have dived right in and eaten her some more, but I knew Laura's clit would be hypersensitive to the touch right now and it wasn't something she enjoyed. Besides, I was thinking of something else that would be fun to do with a warm, wet pussy right about now. 

I quickly stripped of the remainder of my clothes and climbed up on the bed kneeling between Laura's wide open legs. I pulled her a little closer to me and slid my cock up and down her wet slit a few times before I slipped it inside her. Laura has told me that I am little bigger around than most men when I'm erect so I am always gentle when I first enter her, but tonight she was so wet that I was in her all the way to my balls on the first thrust which Laura met with a groan of ecstasy. Holding myself up with my arms I began to slowly stroke in and out of Laura's pussy and much to my delight Laura climaxed again almost immediately, only this time I knew it must have been a G-spot orgasm because she immediately got sopping wet. I have never seen Laura squirt per se, nor any other woman outside of a porn movie for that matter, but whenever I stimulate Laura's G-spot she gets wetter than any other woman I have ever been with and tonight was no exception. She was soaked. 

I continued to slowly slide in and out of Laura through the aftershocks of her orgasm and when she caught her breath she looked up at me and said, "Now you! Come for me, Baby! Fuck me hard!" I did and she met every stroke with an upward thrust of her pelvis. She was so wet it seemed as though I could fuck her as fast and hard as I wanted, and did I ever want! Lust filled us both and any hint of tenderness was gone. This was fucking pure and simple. 

In the back of my mind I thanked the wine and beer we had drunk earlier because it was the only thing that kept me from reaching an orgasm in seconds. I was so erect and so mentally aroused that normally I would not have last very long given how hard and fast I was thrusting into Laura, but tonight the alcohol had desensitized me just enough that I was able to maintain a modicum of control and as such I was able to keep up the pace for a good eight or ten minutes without coming. I lost track of how many times, or even if Laura came again. I was completely lost in my own animalistic need to mate this woman. 

"C'mon, Baby! Fuck me! Cum for me!" Laura urged me again, and with that she began to buck up and down wildly on the bed while thrashing her head from side to side. "Fuck me harder!" she commanded almost yelling at me in her own excitement. 

Laura became so wild in her lust that I it became impossible to create any kind of rhythm and when I inevitably slipped out of her accidentally I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and crushed her body to mine. We rolled onto our sides with our tongues wetly and urgently probing each other's mouths. Laura threw her leg up over my hip and I thrust myself into her as hard as I could once again and then once again holding that thrust at its deepest point for a few seconds. I could feel my cock pushing up against her cervix. I could feel my climax building and I began to piston in and out or my wife's pussy faster and faster. My cock began to swell to maximum. My breath was coming in gasps. Then, just as my body trembled with the I shot my load into her, Laura pushed her tongue deeply into my mouth and moaned. I could feel her entire body spasm and her pussy literally convulsed around my cock as we came together.

We lay entwined together afterwards as we caught our breath. Our bodies gleamed with the sweat of our exertion. For a while I could feel Laura's pussy fluttering lightly around the base of my cock which was still buried to the hilt inside of her. As the heat of the moment slowly passed and my cock became more flaccid, one of those contractions pushed me out wetly. "Awww..." Laura whispered to me. "You felt so good inside of me!" As wet as she was from my seed I had no trouble sliding back inside of Laura and for the next few minutes we kissed and cuddled while connected below the waist. 

Inevitably we needed to get cleaned up and after a quick shower and a much needed changing of the bed sheets we found ourselves back in each other's arms once again.

"So," Laura asked coyly, "was that all because of Tammy?"

"That depends..." I replied but I was thinking I should have been asking her the very same thing.

"Depends? Depends on what?"

"It depends on whether all that was because of what you and Dave were up to in the kitchen!"

"What do you mean?" Laura asked me with an innocent look.

"Did Dave come on to you in the kitchen tonight? Did you mess around with him at all?" I asked more bluntly than I intended even though I was not sure I wanted to hear the answer. I had hoped all the stuff that led to Cancun was behind us but if it wasn't then I needed to know. Moreover, I needed to know if I was the last to know as Tammy's behavior earlier led me to believe. Something was up!

Laura looked at me for a moment or two while she considered her answer. Nothing in her face betrayed any emotion when she replied, "Maybe." And then after a few moments of silence, "Can we talk about it in the morning?"

"Yeah," I said and kissed her goodnight.

As I laid there all the memories of Cancun flooded back into my thoughts. Immediately I felt a knot in the pit of my stomach. Even though I had set it all up and willingly participated, swinging like we had done in Cancun was out of character for me and it is not something I would have ever done had I not known with certainty it was needed if our marriage was to continue. I understood that Laura and I came from different places and had different needs. 

When Laura and I first met she was dating a lawyer who she had accompanied to a benefit golf tournament my company put on every year. We had randomly ended up in the same foursome. It didn't take me long to peg Laura's date as an arrogant ass. On about the third or fourth hole Laura and I found ourselves alone by the golf carts while the others were teeing off. "Who's the stiff?" were literally the first words I ever spoke to her other than our introductions earlier that day.

"Oh, he's just someone I met at a party a couple of weeks ago. We've been hanging out together. In spite of what you see today he is actually an okay guy, I guess." Laura answered with a bit of a laugh and I fell in love with her smile.

"Are you and he..., you know, serious?" I asked hopefully.

"Serious? With Todd?" Laura asked with a chuckle. "No, we're just fucking."

"What?" I reacted in more than a little shock over what I thought I had just heard.

"I'm sorry," Laura said when she realized she had caught me off guard with her bluntness. "Todd and I met at a mutual friend's house a few weeks ago. We hooked up and we've hung out together a few times since then. So no, we are not serious."

"Good," I said, and from that moment Laura and I were together.

Over the next few years I learned a lot about Laura. She came from old money, but had none of her own. Her parents paid for her education but they had cut her off without a dime when she graduated from college and announced she wouldn't be working in the company business. She thought there might be an inheritance someday, but that day was a long way off. In those days she worked as a sales rep for a cosmetic and bath care products company. It was a living, but she was never going to get rich, and Laura had known rich. Fortunately for Laura, most of her friends were rich, and Laura partied with them constantly. And for a while, so did I.

In the first couple of months I knew Laura we travelled to Mexico as invited guests on board a private yacht, flew to Las Vegas alone together on a private jet to meet up with her friends for an evening of gambling and clubbing, and we spent two three-day weekends partying at yet another friend's house in Malibu. It was a life style I had always envied until I got to live it. It was all so shallow, but the experiences did help me to know Laura better. Along the way there were more than a few sexy moments. Laura and I became members of the 35,000 feet club on the trip to Vegas, and again on the trip back. Being topless was the order of the day for 90% of the women aboard the yacht, Laura included. I had never seen so many naked breasts. I was sad to learn you get used to it after a while. The same was true of the parties at Malibu, lots of nudity, and by comparison to the yacht, a lot more open sexuality. These were not orgies by any means, but there was a lot of bare flesh, a lot of groping, kissing, etc. And couples were obviously hooking up, often with different people in the same weekend. At first I was jealous of all the attention Laura would get, but since she ended up in my arms every single night I just went with the flow. We had fun, but as I said earlier, it was also sad in a way. It all seemed so pointless. In spite of all the laughter, no one actually seemed happy. 

I don't know whether Laura ever realized it or not, but she seemed to be thinking the same way I was. She began turning down more invitations than she accepted, opting instead to spend time alone with me doing whatever came to mind. We camped, went to movies, cooked ourselves amazing meals and ate them while sitting on the couch watching DVDs. We stayed up late and slept in even later. We fell in love.

For fifteen years Laura and I built ourselves a really good life. My job was taking me places and so the money was very good by my standards, if not those of Laura's family who we rarely saw anyway. We bought a home, and then a bigger home with a pool. We made friends. Life was good right up until Laura got her itch. It was an itch Cancun had relieved, but seemingly had not cured. And that, I thought as I laid there in the dark was something I needed to take care of once and for all. Tomorrow's conversation would be interesting!

(To be continued...)



Consequences Poker Ch. 04



Laura woke me the next morning when she crawled out of bed just as the sky was beginning to brighten. She grabbed a satin robe that was hanging on the back of a chair beside her bed and pulled it around her naked body as she slipped quietly out the door and down the hall. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand; 5:48 it glowed back at me. Pretty early to be up on a Sunday morning, I thought, but perhaps Laura wanted some time alone before having the conversation she must know I was going to initiate when I got up.

I laid there thinking for a long time. 

I guess it shouldn't have come as a surprise that Laura wanted a little more adventure in her sex life. I knew Laura liked to party when I met her. Hell, her sexuality was one of the things that attracted me to her in the first place. Laura had never hidden her sexual past from me. In fact, I had ridden her hard a few times while she described one of her exploits. We discovered the excitement of doing that one night almost by accident after she had serendipitously met an old paramour on the downtown mall during lunch hour one day. That night while we were lying entwined after having made love she had reminisced a little about the old days and all the fun she had just after college. I prodded her for details and the next thing I know we are humping like crazy as she lustily described doing an impromptu striptease at a party one night on a $200 bet. Dancing naked in front of a couple dozen people, mostly guys, had gotten her so horny that she had grabbed one of the guys at random and dragged him into a bedroom where she fucked the brains out of him the rest of the night. It was a story she had repeated a couple of times over the years and one that was getting me hard even now as I imagined that night. My hand found its way to my crotch and I began to stroke myself slowly almost without realizing what I was doing.

With the dawn's sunlight now streaming brightly through the cracks in the blinds I thought about the sex life Laura and I shared. While we didn't do it quite as often as we once did we each still went out of our way to initiate sex on a regular basis that varied from once a week to almost every day depending on our schedules. There is still a passion burning between us that is undeniable. Laura excites me like no other woman has before. I still got hard just watching her walk around our room getting dressed every morning. 

All Laura and I ever seemed to need to get sexually excited is one another. We had watched porn and tried playing with toys, but both were out of curiosity, not need. The toys in particular hadn't seen any use in a long time. I wondered briefly if the batteries would still work then I laughed at the fact the thought had even entered my brain. Whenever we made love Laura always had an orgasm, usually more than one, and she was always an eager and enthusiastic lover. Sexually, there was nothing I could think of that gave me a hint about what it was Laura was hungering for. She had never expressed any lack of sexual fulfillment. It struck me just then that perhaps it wasn't sexual excitement she was looking for per se, but excitement itself. 

It would be impossible for me to deny the excitement I have always felt when I was about to have sex with someone the first time. It would be hard to ignore the thrill I experience when everyday events take on a sexual overtone. Skinny dipping last night was exactly that kind of thing for me. No matter how many times I go skinny dipping and no matter how many times it is nothing more than just skinny dipping there is still something exciting about it. Playing Consequences Poker a few weeks ago was the same. I experience undeniable exhilaration when I see any woman getting naked in a public setting, even my own wife, and I would be lying to you if I said that I didn't get an erection when I made out with Tammy that night. Understanding that about myself made it easier to understand Laura's own need for excitement. But, I wondered as I laid there thinking, was being excited by these things reason enough for Laura and I to explore a more open relationship?

I thought back to Cancun and the feelings I had while we were there. Remembering Laura dancing nearly nude on our first night at the resort caused my already hardening cock to stiffen a little more. She had looked incredibly sexy as she undulated her lithe, naked body while the flashing lights reflected off of her glistening skin. Then I remembered the feelings I had when Laura had gone off with her lover and a knot immediately formed in my gut. The thought of Laura having sex with someone else was not a pleasant one and I quickly pushed that imagery from my mind. I had hoped our Cancun adventure would be a onetime thing. Now it seemed Laura and I were traveling in a similar direction once again. "How far back down that path did I want to go?" I wondered. "Did I want to be on it at all?"

There was no question in my mind about how far Laura would go. She would go all the way. The only real question was did she feel that she needed to? Was there anywhere short of 'all the way' that would satisfy her need? More importantly, would I be able to meet her halfway this time. I didn't know the answers to any of these questions but I knew it was time I got some.

I crawled out of bed and jumped in the shower. I looked at myself in the shaving mirror searching for answers about myself, but none came, only more knots. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and I just let the warm water stream over me for a few moments. I was startled out of my reverie by the sound of the shower door opening. Laura walked in wearing only a smile. She turned on the tap on her side of the shower, then turning her back to the stream she turned to face me. "Good morning!"

I didn't respond, but I took a small step towards my wife and took her hand in mine. I pulled her into my arms and held her where the two streams of water met. We stood like that for a few minutes before Laura stepped back and looked up at me. "Don't be mad at me?"

"About what?" I asked. 

"The reason I jumped in the shower with you is that I have to leave soon."

"What? No!" I remarked almost angrily. "We need to talk," I started to say but Laura put her finger on my lips.

"I know we need to talk," Laura interrupted. "But, I just got off the phone with Tammy. She's hysterical. Something happened between her and Dave after they got home last night. I am going to meet her for brunch in 45 minutes. We can talk when I get back. Why don't you go golfing?"

"What happened?" I asked with genuine concern for my friends. "Was it because of what happened last night?"

"Partly," Laura replied. "I couldn't really get any details out of her she was crying so hard, but I think Dave cheated on her."

"With who?" I asked wondering how Laura would react to the question, but it didn't seem to faze her in the slightest and that left me even more puzzled about what might have happened between her and Dave last night. 

"I don't know," Laura said without a hint of deceit, "we really didn't get a chance to talk. I'm sure I'll find out when Tammy and I talk." Thirty minutes later Laura was dressed and heading out the door. With a quick kiss on my cheek she promised we'd talk later. I watched as Laura backed the car out of the driveway and pulled up in front of Tammy's and Dave's house a couple of doors down. Tammy rushed out and quickly jumped into our car. I saw the two girls hug quickly and then Laura put the coupe in gear and the two of them disappeared down the street.

I had a hour to kill before the tee time that I had managed to make at the last minute, so I thought I would go over and see how Dave was doing. I had barely closed the door to my house when I saw Dave's car backing out of his driveway. He had the top down so I yelled out to him, "Dave!" He looked my way upon hearing his name but he just waved and sped away. "Damn!" I thought feeling more and more like the proverbial mushroom. I was really getting tired of being kept in the dark, but I knew there was nothing I could do about it now so I went golfing.

Five and half hours, four beers, and a very satisfying 78 strokes later I walked back into the house where I found Laura and Tammy sitting in our family room nursing a couple glasses of red wine. The first thing I heard when I walked in was Tammy exclaiming, "You did what?"

Laura's reply was blunt and to the point, "In return I let Tim have sex with another woman."

I assumed they were talking about Laura's and my adventure in Cancun and I was somewhat surprised. Laura and I had agreed that what happened in Cancun stayed in Cancun, and that applied to telling our friends about what had happened as well. It was a secret I had kept and I had assumed Laura had as well. I wasn't mad, and since the cat was out of the bag anyway I announced my presence by saying, "Actually it wasn't a woman, it was three women".

Both girls' heads snapped around in an instant. The look on Laura's face was as if she had just been caught with her hands in a cookie jar. I smiled at her and mouthed, "It's okay!" Tammy on the other hand was spluttering. 

"You let him have sex with three women?" Tammy asked incredulously. Laura just nodded. "Oh my God! Oh my God!" was Tammy's only response.

"It's not like I slept with them all at once, Tammy. It was never more than two at a time!" I joked.

"Na na na na! I am not hearing this!" Tammy said while putting her fingers into her ears. "I cannot believe it!"

I shrugged and poured myself a glass of wine. "It's true," I said as I slumped into the chair opposite the sofa where the girls were sitting curled up at opposite ends. 

"And you were okay with Laura having sex with other men?" Tammy asked icily. "How could you?"

"To be honest, Tammy, I wasn't okay with it. I hated the idea. I still do, but I knew that if I didn't give Laura the freedom she needed to scratch her itch that she would likely step out behind my back and since there is no way I want to divorce her I thought that an adventure away from home would be the answer, and it was. Things have been great between us since we got back. Never better! It was fun once, I guess, but I have no desire to do it again." 

Laura furrowed her eyebrows a little at that remark, but I continued on obliviously. "It was supposed to be our secret, so I am assuming that whatever happened between you and Dave last night is the reason Laura broke our trust." I let the word 'trust' dangle out there for a moment before I continued. "What's going on, Tammy? I saw Dave earlier but he ran from me like a scared rabbit."

Tammy bit her lip and I could see tears quickly welling up in her eyes. "Dave cheated on her," Laura answered for her and Tammy nodded her agreement mutely even though her eyes spoke volumes.

"With who?" I asked for the second time that day.

"It was a woman he used to work with," Tammy answered for herself this time. "She was transferred to the Chicago office and they hooked up after the going away party the office through for her. I guess she got drunk and the slut ended up telling Dave how much she had wanted him all the years they worked together and Dave took the bait." Tammy paused for a moment as if reliving it all again and now anger showed in her face. "I should kill the bastard!" Tammy said and then just as quickly as she had angered Tammy broke down and began crying again.

"I don't understand," I said slowly. "It happened almost a year ago. I remember him talking about the party. Why is Dave telling you this now? Is that what prompted your little display yesterday?"

"No," Tammy mumbled tearfully. "I didn't know anything about this yesterday. Yesterday was more about Dave's obsession with Laura." 

I nodded in agreement knowing exactly what she was talking about. 

"Ever since Laura stripped that night we all played Consequences Poker all Dave has done is talk about how sexy Laura is, or how hot she would be in bed. It pissed me off to no end, but you know Dave, he just shrugged it off. That got me really angry and I asked him how he would like it if I went on and on about you and how much I wanted your cock in me. And do you know what the bastard said?" 

I didn't, so I just shook my head. 

"He said that would turn him on," Tammy said and then she asked rhetorically, "Can you believe it?" 

Yes, I thought, I could believe it. "So, what did you say to him then?"

"I told him to go fuck himself, and then I told him that for all I cared he could go fuck Laura, too, because he wouldn't be getting any from me," replied Tammy who was angry again. "And the bastard actually took me up on the offer!"

"What?" I asked looking quickly at Laura who laughed. 

"No silly! He just took that as my permission."

"So...?" I asked not really sure where all this was heading.

"So," Laura piped in, "Dave came onto me in the kitchen last night and he told me Tammy gave him permission to fuck me. I just laughed at him and called him a liar, but he told me he was serious. The conversation got a little weird there for a couple of minutes. I was trying to make drinks but he kept coming up behind me trying to feel me up."

"So that's why you were flushed when you came back outside," I observed smugly. Laura looked at me with one of those looks that said volumes. I think she was surprised I had noticed. "Did he succeed?" I asked.

Laura looked at Tammy before answering me. "Yes," she said quietly.

"What?" exploded Tammy. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I don't know. You were already so upset I guess I didn't want to upset you further. I'm sorry. I should have told you," Laura responded meekly. 

"But why?" Tammy asked.

"I just got tired of fighting him off," Laura argued halfheartedly. "He wouldn't take no for an answer and since I didn't want to make a big scene I just ignored him while I finished blending the margaritas. It wasn't that big of a deal."

Well, I thought, at least that mystery was solved, but there were still some things that weren't making sense to me. I turned back to Tammy and asked, "And you didn't know anything about this last night?"

Tammy shook her head indicating she hadn't.

"So what got into you?" I asked. "That was quite an offer you made me?"

"Offer? What offer?" Laura asked. Now it was Tammy's turn to be a little sheepish.

Laura looked back and forth at both Tammy and I for a couple of moments and since Tammy seemed reluctant to respond I did. "Tammy told me I could have her pussy any time I wanted it."

"You didn't?" remarked Laura laughing.

"I did," replied Tammy.

"Were you serious?" Laura inquired with a smile.

"I don't know, Laura. Maybe!"

"That really isn't like you, Tammy," I said. "Why?"

"I was still angry with Dave for going on and on about you, I guess," replied Tammy with a nod toward Laura then looking back at me she continued, "When you said you wanted to see me naked it instantly made me feel differently about myself. You did more for my self esteem in ten seconds than Dave has done in months. At that moment I wanted you because of it."

"I would be lying if I said I didn't feel the same way, Tammy. You were beautiful last night. No, that's not right, you are always beautiful, but I saw you very differently last night."

Laura watched this exchange with a curious look and I could tell she was wondering where this was going.

"Thank you," Tammy said while smiling for the first time tonight. Turning to Laura she said, "I'm sorry! I should have told you this, too!" 

"It's okay," replied Laura warmly, "but it would have helped make sense of all this!"

"It still doesn't make sense," I observed. "I still don't understand why Dave told you he cheated on you, Tammy. Why would he bring that up now?"

"It happened right after we got home," Tammy explained. "We had barely walked in our front door when Dave asked me when I was going to have sex with you. At first I thought the bastard was a little jealous of the striptease I did for you, but instead he said it had turned him on. He didn't show it at the time, but when we got home he was all over me about it asking me if it made me horny stripping for you. I really didn't want to talk about it because I was actually a little confused by what I had felt when I stripped but Dave wouldn't let it go. Finally I got mad and told him to shut the fuck up and that it wasn't ever going to happen, that it would ruin our marriage, etc. I was storming off down the hall when he yelled out that I might as well go ahead and do it since he owed me one anyway. I don't think he even realized what he had said until I came charging back down the hall and knocked him on his ass."

"You hit him?" I asked disbelievingly.

"Pow!" Tammy replied with a mock swing of her fist and then she added, "Right in the nose!" 

I can't say Dave didn't have it coming. He was such an idiot. Why would he tell Tammy he cheated on her? And why now? Idiot! He obviously wasn't thinking with the head between his shoulders, just the one between his legs.

"So now what?" I asked Tammy.

"I don't know," she replied. "That's kind of what Laura and I were discussing when you walked in. I just don't think I can go down that path with Dave. Why would he want me to have sex with you or anybody else for that matter? It makes no sense to me."

"I think I understand why he feels that way, Tammy. It happens in varying degrees, but I think many men look for affirmation of their choice in mates. On some level it pleases me that Dave finds Laura attractive. It serves to make her more attractive in my eyes. I don't want her to be with Dave, but it does turn me on to think that another man desires her. I think Dave is simply acting on those types of feelings."

"So you think its natural then?" Tammy queried thoughtfully.

"The wanting, yes, I think it is very natural, just not the doing."

"There is another angle, Tammy," Laura interjected and Tammy and I both turned to look at her. "It's just sex!"

"What do you mean?" Tammy asked. 

"Well, if you and Tim were to go into the bedroom right now and do it, would you still love Dave afterwards? Would you still go home to your husband?"

"I wouldn't do it, but yes, I would still go home to my husband."

"That's what I mean. It is just sex," concluded Laura. "When Tim and I went to Cancun we both had sex with different people, but there was never any doubt we would be coming home together." 

That wasn't true I thought, I had many doubts at the time, but I think I understood what Laura was trying to say so I didn't interrupt her. 

"I love Tim," Laura continued saying, "and sex with Tim is amazing because I do love him, but love isn't a necessary ingredient for sex. Sometimes sex is good just because it is sex. It's how we are all wired."

Tammy thought about this for a moment. "So you think I should have sex with Tim then?"

"I didn't say that, but you can if you want to. I just think you need to consider what Dave is asking of you. It's not the end of the world." 

Tammy and I both sat back somewhat stunned by what Laura had just suggested. 

"Look," Laura said when she sensed our reaction, "we have been friends a long time, Tammy. I know we lived very different lives before we met. You and Dave got together very young compared to Tim and I and because of that I think I see sex differently than you do. You have seen the way I play the sexy games we get into now and then. You need to do the same. I am not saying you have to do anything you are not comfortable with, but I think you need to be more open to your own sexuality. Your marriage will thank you for it. Last night was a good start!"

Tammy sighed and looked down, seemingly in acceptance of what Laura had said. "But the bastard still cheated on me!"

"That he did," agreed Laura. "That he did..."




Consequences Poker Ch. 04



Tammy lifted her head up after a few seconds of thought. She had a look of determination in her eyes when she looked right at me and stated, "I want to get even!"

(To be continued...)



Consequences Poker Ch. 05



Tammy went home shortly after making her proclamation of revenge, but only after extolling promises from both Laura and myself to help. "What do you intend to do?" I had asked Tammy with a gulp. She didn't know, but she said she would need our help once she had formulated a plan. 

"I can count on you, right?" was the last thing Tammy asked both Laura and I separately before she left. We had both assured her we would help although I had some trepidation. An asshole he might be, but Dave was still my friend, and he had been so long before he met Tammy. There was certainly no way I was going to sleep with Tammy just so she could back at her husband. If it came to that I already knew what my answer would be.

As I closed the front door and latched it Laura commented from behind me. "That was certainly interesting!"

"You're telling me!" I agreed. "That is not how I thought today was going to turn out at all!"

"Oh, and just how did you think today was going to turn out?"

Uh oh, I thought, the ice just got really thin out here where I'm standing. I decided I was just as likely to put my foot in my mouth if I beat around the bush, so I just came out with it. "Well, I thought one or two things might have occurred. After what happened last night and the fact you put off talking about it until today I thought perhaps you had been the person Dave cheated with." I paused for a second or two to see how big of a crater that bomb made.

"And?" Laura asked in an even but frosty tone.

"I also thought you and I would be having a conversation about what took us to Cancun last year," I added, sighed, and then waited.

"You were right about one thing," Laura said after a few seconds without any sense of anger in her voice.

"Dave?" I asked with a lump in my throat.

"No."

"Oh!" was about all I could muster. I think the lump in my throat got bigger instead of smaller.

"Tim," Laura began, "I will not cheat on you. In the last year I could have done it a dozen times with a half dozen men you know nothing about. If I was still in my college years I probably would have had steamy affairs with most of them. I was attracted and very tempted. But I am not in my college days. I am happily married to you."

"Furthermore," Laura continued, "Dave is the last person I would have an affair with for any number of reasons, but you and Tammy are the biggest of those."

"But you and Dave always..." I started to say, but Laura cut me off.

"Dave and I have chemistry. We flirt and we play. I knew he wanted to fuck me since the first time I met him. He was imagining me naked under my clothes when you were introducing us, in fact."

"He was?" I asked more or less oblivious to all of this.

"He was pathetic!" Laura laughed. "It's why I have had so much fun teasing and tormenting him over the years."

"That's funny! I never thought of him being jealous of me."

"Oh, he isn't jealous. He knows the same as I do that the two of us wouldn't last a week as a couple. I'd kill him before then," Laura joked and chuckled to herself. "He just wants me!"

"And you?"

"Well..." Laura reflected, "I know it would fun to actually fuck him, the problem is I am not sure I would ever want to give up the advantage I have over him. He is bad enough as it is. I can't imagine having to deal with him being able to say he fucked me. It would change our whole dynamic! As it is the only way I ever get any cooperation out of him is because he doesn't want to take the risk of losing his opportunity to have sex with me. I have had him on a string for so long that it's become a part of our relationship."

"So would you do it if Tammy asked you to? She might you know!"

"I don't know," Laura replied after a moments consideration. "Maybe. She'll probably ask the same thing of you!"

"I'm not going to have sex with Dave! Tammy can just forget that!" I said with a grin.

"Silly! You know what I mean! What will YOU do?" Laura asked and then after a pause for emphasis she raised one eyebrow. "Hmmm?"

"I don't know, Laura. I've always been attracted to Tammy. You know that! It would not be a chore to make love to her, and that is what it would be, making love. I can't see having casual sex with her. The dynamics of the relationship I have with Tammy is different than what you share with Dave. Tammy and I are friends, maybe more so than with any of the other wives in the group. If we have sex it will be an very intimate experience."

"You are right. There would be emotions involved. I have never told you this, but Tammy admitted to having a crush on you once a couple of years ago."

"Really? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I promised her I wouldn't. Besides, you didn't need to know! Your head is big enough as it is!" Laura said and she flashed me a radiant smile.

"I love you, too, Bitch!" I joked back her. "Seriously, what are we going to do? We promised we would help her and I would hate to go back on our words to her. I don't want to have sex with Tammy any more than I want you to have sex with Dave. I don't want to ruin our relationship while trying to fix theirs, and I'm not convinced it will do any good anyway."

"You may be right about it not doing their relationship any good, but I think getting even with Dave is exactly what Tammy needs. Based on everything she told me today there is no way she will leave Dave. Knowing Tammy as I do, I know that if she doesn't feel as though she is on an even footing with Dave it will gnaw at her. Their relationship will have no hope until she feels the playing field is even."

"So what do we do?" I asked.

"Let's just wait and see what she comes up with. Agreed?"

I nodded.

"In the mean time we can figure out what to do with the elephant."

"What elephant?" I asked clueless as to what my wife was talking about.

"The elephant that is standing in the middle of the room that no one wants to talk about: Cancun. We really do need to talk," Laura said seriously.

"I know. We have probably needed to talk since we got back from Mexico except everything was going so well there didn't seem to be a point after a while. I thought you were happy." I said.

"I am," replied Laura quickly. "I'm very happy. If I learned anything in Cancun it was how much I loved you." She put her arms around my neck and kissed me hard for a few seconds then looking up at me she said, "I am so lucky to have you." 

"Then what's wrong?" 

"There is a part of me that isn't as happy and I'm not sure you can change that part me." Laura replied carefully. "It's not a part of me you have ever really seen."

"And what part of you is that?" I asked. I was now very curious to see where Laura was headed.

"My inner slut," Laura whispered.

"Your inner slut! What in the hell is that?" I demanded knowing full well what she meant. "Are you saying I don't satisfy you? If that is the case you sure had me fooled last night!" I said angrily.

"No, Tim!" Laura shot back. "That is not what I am saying. I think our sex life is wonderful. You are easily the most caring and sensitive sexual partner I have ever had, or could hope to have. I wouldn't want to change a thing about our sexual chemistry."

"Then I don't get it!" I almost shouted. "Explain it to me!"

"The part of me that isn't happy is a part of me I don't want to show you. The type of relationship it represents is not the one I want to share with you. The slut inside of me wants to be dominated and exploited, but I do not want the person who does it to be my husband. I do not want it to be someone I love. Better it be someone I have disdain for; Dave for instance."

"Dave?"

"It's what he wants, Tim. Dave wants to own me sexually and there is a part of me that wants him to get what he wants."

"Your inner slut?" I offered.

"My inner slut," Laura agreed. "I could own you," I suggested hopefully.

"You can't, Tim. You worship me and I wouldn't have it any other way."

"So what do we do?" I wondered aloud.

"I don't know, Tim. It is not like I actually have a plan. This has just been on my mind more lately. Stripping and being naked in front of everyone all night a few weeks ago awoke a fire in me that hasn't gone out. Dave fondling me yesterday definitely didn't help either, and the amazing sex I had with you was last night did nothing but pour gasoline on that fire."

"I'm not ever going to be able to accept being your cuckhold, Laura. I am not going to be married to someone else's slut. It isn't going to happen again. Cancun was a one time thing in my mind. You hurt me!"

"I know I did. You have to know how sorry I am. I was selfish," Laura admitted both to herself and me. "There is hardly a day goes by thank I'm not thankful you found a way to forgive me for the way I treated you that week. I probably don't deserve you."

"You do," I said and I pulled Laura close. "Remember, Cancun was my idea. I was willing to live with the consequences of what ever happened there. I went on that trip to keep you, not lose you, Laura! I love you too much to lose you!"

"You won't," Laura whispered into my chest as she wrapped her arms tightly around my waist. "You won't!"

We stood quietly like that for a while and I stroked Laura's hair gently. Eventually she pulled back a little and looked up at me. I could see the wheels turning as she put together what she wanted to say to me.

"Will you do one thing for me?" Laura asked finally.

"I don't know. It depends on what you ask me." I replied noncommittally. "What do you want me to do?"

"I just want you to keep an open mind as this thing between Dave and Tammy plays out."

"Why?" 

"There is an excitement in not knowing what she is going to ask of us. My inner self is feeding off of it. It makes me feel alive. Don't kill that by saying "No." now. Let me enjoy this for a few days, okay?"

It struck me a little like allowing a child to play with matches, but I agreed, "Okay. I will keep an open mind.

"Thank you!" Laura said and sealed it with a kiss.

It was no surprise that Laura had a new bounce in her step over the next few days. She and Tammy talked on the phone a couple of times during the week but I didn't get any wind of what the girls were cooking up. Anytime I asked Laura about it all she would say is, "You'll see!" Laura was also unusually horny and we had sex every day.

One night I thought I would mix things up a little and I turned up the aggression a couple of notches. At first Laura was into it and feeling encouraged I cranked it up another step. I started to fuck her without my usual tenderness and I asked her if she was my slut. As soon as the word 'slut' left my mouth I regretted it.

"Tim! Stop!" Laura cried out harshly and pushed me away. "I do not want this from you! Stop!"

"But," I replied.

"Stop! If I wanted to be fucked like this I'd do the garbage man in the morning. Make love to me like you always do! Please?" she asked looking up at me. I could see tears in her eyes. "Please?"

"I'm sorry," I said. "I just thought that..."

"I know what you thought. Don't go there! It isn't what I want from you. It isn't who I want to be to you. Do you understand?"

I nodded that I did, but I didn't really. I was struggling with the fact there was something inside my wife I wasn't satisfying. I returned to a more normal sexual persona as requested and I continued to make love to my wife. At first it was awkward, but then she began to respond to me just as she always has and the sex was as good as it always was between us. 

We laid awake in each other's arms for long time that night. We didn't talk at all until Laura reached out and brushed my hair back off my forehead. "You are such a good man!" she whispered quietly. It wasn't until I heard her voice that I realized Laura was crying. I pulled my dear wife closer to me and wrapped my arms around her securely without saying a word. I fell asleep with her sobbing softly into my chest.

Things were somewhat subdued between Laura and I the next day or so. That elephant we didn't want to talk about always seemed to be in the middle of the room. Then without preamble Laura announced that we were going to Dave's and Tammy's for dinner on Saturday night after my regular golf game with Dave.

"Dave hasn't even talked to me since this all happened, Laura. What makes you think he is going to play golf with me on Saturday?" 

"He'll be there or Tammy will have his balls!" Laura replied haughtily. "Call him tonight and set it up."

"So what's the plan then?"

"You'll see!" was all the reply I got. After we had cleaned up the dishes from dinner I headed into my den. I made an online tee time then I picked up the phone to call Dave. What ensued was one of the shortest and strangest conversations I have ever had.

"Tammy, It's Tim."

"Hang on," was all she said.

A few seconds later, "Hello?"

"Dave?"

"Yeah. Tim?

"Yeah. Golf Saturday?"

"Okay."

"9:08 at the Lakes course."

"Okay."

"Okay."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up and stared at the phone for a while. I have known Dave since forever and even when we had our differences we had always been able to communicate. I wasn't going to let things lay between us like this. I dialed the phone again.

"Hello?"

"Dave?"

"Yeah!"

"I'm going to kick your sorry ass all over that golf course on Saturday!"

"Yeah, like that's gonna happen! Bring lots of cash!"

"All the cash I will need will be in your wallet!"

"Whatever!"

I paused for a moment before asking, "Are you okay?"

"I've been better! Tammy has been chewing my ass out all week."

"You deserve it!" I observed.

"I know!"

"I'll see you Saturday!"

"Okay!"

I hung up feeling much better than I had only two minutes earlier. I hoped that Dave did, too.

Saturday morning I walked on to the driving range and spotted Dave hitting balls over by the fence. I watched his swing as I walked up behind them. He was hitting his usual weak fade. "You are never going to hit the ball any better if you keep going over the top like that," I called out as a form of greeting.

Dave looked up from the ball he was addressing and smirked, "What the hell do you know, Asshole?"

"I know a slice when I see one! How are you doin'? It's good to see you."

"It's been a long week at home. It's so cold around Tammy right now it's a wonder I don't have frost bite."

"How's the nose?"

"It ain't broken, but it hasn't forgotten," Dave said giving his nose a tentative rub. " She popped me a good one! I didn't even see it coming."

"What were you thinking?" I asked incredulously. "What on earth possessed you to tell Tammy you had an affair? You aren't seeing the woman any longer are you?"

"No, it was a onetime thing. Just spur of the moment, you know?"

"Yeah, I guess. So, why tell Tammy?"

"I didn't mean to do it. I just blurted it out in anger. She can be such a prude at times. I was just trying to get her to let her hair down a little."

"Let her hair down!" I exclaimed. "Dave, she skinny dipped with us for the first time ever last weekend! And she did a striptease for me you wouldn't believe. Give the girl a break!"

"What do you mean I wouldn't believe?" asked Dave with pointed curiosity

"Forget it," I said dismissively. "Just trust me when I tell you Tammy is no prude. I think you push her so hard that she fights back."

"You think?" asked Dave who really seemed to be looking for answers. 

"Yeah, I do! So what do the girls have planned for us tonight?"

"I don't know," he replied. "It's been 'hush hush' all week. Tammy and I have barely spoken. All I know is we aren't supposed to show our faces anywhere around there until after 7:00. "

"Hey, maybe we can get in 36 holes then!" I said happily.

As it turned out we played 27 holes and drank a few brews in the 19th hole. Dave was buying because he had taken me for $30 which hadn't happened in quite a while. I was up $15 going into the last hole when Dave pressed me. I accepted his bet and immediately pushed my tee shot into 'the drink' which enabled Dave to make an easy 2-putt to win. Today, however, I didn't care. After all the drama the past week I was just happy to forget it all for while. I was quickly brought back to earth when I looked at my watch and saw that it was already 6:35. "We better get going," I said. "We are going to be late as it is!"

Forty-five minutes later I dropped Dave off at his house and I continued on home to shower and change. Laura wasn't home when I walked in, but as I passed through the bedroom into the bathroom I saw that she had thoughtfully laid out some clothes for me on the bed. I showered quickly, scraped the stubble of my face, and it wasn't until I went to get dressed that I realized the clothes Laura had set out for me were a pair of silk sleeping shorts Laura had bought me years ago. There was also a pale yellow, silk shirt which I typically wore untucked and did so again tonight. By 7:45 I was walking through the gate into Dave's and Tammy's backyard where I found Laura and Dave sitting at the patio table. Dave was working on a beer and Laura had glass of wine in front of her.

"About time," Laura quipped when she saw me. "We were about to send out a search party!" Laura got up to give me a kiss and I wasn't surprised when I saw what she was wearing; a light blue satin pajama set. The top did not button up very high and I could see a lacy, white bra that was just visible when she moved. I knew from experience that the panties that belonged to that set were a thong which I assumed she was wearing underneath. It was an outfit I had seen many times before, but always at home, usually in the bedroom. It wasn't something Laura would normally wear in public, but I guess today wasn't normal. 

"You look nice," I said half jokingly as I stepped back to look at my wife after a quick kiss.

"Why thank you," Laura said with a smile then she did a quick twirl for me. Her tight little bottom was being hugged by the satin and it confirmed my suspicion that she was wearing a thong. "Why don't you go inside and get yourself a beer. Tammy's busy putting things together in the kitchen."

I waved at Dave and saw the he was wearing some sort of cheesy smoking jacket with a pair of silk pajama pants on underneath. "Welcome to the Pajama Party!" he toasted with his beer. 

I walked inside but Tammy was nowhere to be seen at the moment. I opened the fridge and I was bent over grabbing a beer when I heard a voice behind me say, "Nice butt!" I turned around and there was Tammy striking a sexy pose that was framed by the kitchen archway. My mouth had to have dropped open. She was stunning! Like Laura, Tammy was dressed in lingerie, although that is where the similarity ended. My wife was dressed like a nun compared to Dave's wife, Tammy, who was wearing a neck to toe black lace bodysuit that clung to her like a second skin. It was nearly see through and Tammy's breasts and erect nipples were clearly visible. The only thing you couldn't see was her pussy which was covered by a small black triangle. I could tell by the strings going over her hips that the little triangle was part of a very tiny g-string. Her long golden blonde hair had been teased until it took on a wild look as it floated around her face and shoulders. It was look I had never thought I would see on Tammy. "Wow!" was the most intelligent thing I could say and I simply stood there looking at Tammy not quite believing the sexy creature in front of me was real. 

"I'm glad you are here," Tammy said as she walked towards me. "I have been looking forward to this moment for days, years maybe!" Then she just walked right up to me, put her arms around my neck, and with her body pressed firmly against mine she covered my mouth with hers and pushed her tongue deeply into my mouth. I was a little taken aback by her actions because I wasn't expecting anything to happen quite so early in the evening, but I recovered my wits quickly, put my arms around her waist, and I returned her kiss.




Consequences Poker Ch. 05



A few steamy moments later Tammy looked up at me and asked, "Will you keep your promise to me?"

"Tammy, I don't want..." I began.

"Relax, Tim. I am not going to ask you to do anything you don't want to do. Just play along, okay?"

"Okay," I agreed but I wondered what I was setting myself up for later.

Tammy took me by the hand and led me back toward the patio where Laura and Dave were still sitting. Dave was looking at Laura when we walked out and as his head turned it was like a scene from a comic movie as Dave's countenance went from normal to one of shock when he realized what his wife was wearing.

"Tammy, Wh... What are you...?" stuttered Dave.

"Dave!" Tammy interrupted sternly. "Shut up!" 

He did.

Tammy waited until she was sure Dave wasn't going to say anything else and then with her hands on her hips she stared her husband in the eye and announced, "If you say one word about what I am wearing I will go back into the house and change into a old pair of sweatpants this minute and you can forget about ever living any part of any fantasy of yours forever. You got that?"

Dave nodded silently.

"You wanted this, and now you have got it. I hope you can deal with it because if you can't I'm gone. If you want to keep me as your wife you will do exactly what I tell you. If you deviate from my instructions just once I will walk out that door so fast your head will spin. If you don't believe me then go look in my car. Everything I want is packed and ready to go. Do you understand?" Tammy demanded with a vicious glare in her eyes. It was a look I had only seen once or twice before and it was a look I knew Dave avoided at all costs. "Do you understand?"

I saw Dave swallow once before he answered, "Yes."

"Good," said Tammy icily, "then go and get Laura and I another glass of wine. We're thirsty. When you get back here just sit quietly and mind your manners. Got it?" Dave nodded and with his tail between his legs he went into the house to get the girls some wine. When the door closed behind him Tammy's face broke into a grin and she exclaimed, "That was fun!"

Once the girls had their wine and Dave was seated again everything went back to normal for a while. Dave was quiet at first, but when he sensed it was still okay for him to talk he joined in the conversation with the rest of us, just not in his usually boisterous way. The conversation was remarkably normal, considering the new elephant in the middle of the room. Tammy acted like she was oblivious to the fact she was sitting there almost naked, but the continued prominence of her nipples told me she was well aware of the way she was dressed. 

Tammy made a point of getting of getting the next round of drinks. When she stood up she lingered around the patio table longer than she needed to which gave all three of us a great view of her body. Then with a sultry swing of her hips she turned to go into the house.

"I'm so hard I think I am going to explode," was the first thing out of Dave's mouth when the door closed behind Tammy. Laura and I burst out laughing.

"I have a feeling that isn't going to change much for the next couple of hours, Dude" I chuckled thinking much would be the same for me.

Tammy came out of the house with a tray holding all of our drinks. She was just putting the last glass down on the table when we heard the front doorbell ring. "I wonder who that could be?" asked Tammy in mock surprise. Dave went to stand up but Tammy put her hand on his chest and pushed him back into his seat. Looking Dave right in the eye she said, "I'll get it!"

Once Tammy went back into the house I looked askance at Laura questioning what was going on, but she just shrugged. I could tell she had no more clues about what was going on than I did. Dave looked like he had been buffaloed. 

Moments later Tammy re-emerged with a twenty something young man in tow who was holding a couple of pizzas. To say the young man was wide eyed would have been an understatement. He looked petrified. "Pizza is here!" said Tammy acting as though she didn't have every curve of her body on display for the young man. "Pay him won't you, dear?" she asked Dave.

While Dave paid the young man Tammy took the pizzas from him and put them on the table in front of Laura and me. Turning back to her husband and the pizza boy Tammy snatched some bills out of Dave's hands and after doing a quick sum in her head she pushed the whole wad into the kid's hands. "That should cover most of it," Tammy said to the young man as she ushered him toward the gate, "and this should cover the rest," she continued and without fanfare she took the young man's face in her hands and planted a big wet kiss on his lips. The kiss lingered far longer than I expected and I could see a bulge growing in the young man's pants, a bulge that Tammy rubbed affectionately as she broke the kiss. They exchanged a few words we couldn't hear, and then they kissed again, deeper and longer than before. This time the pizza boys hands were all over Tammy's body while they kissed although he spent most of his efforts feeling her breasts. 

Even though I expected the unusual out of Tammy tonight, this was already more than I expected. The same must have been true of Dave because when Tammy finally closed the gate behind the departing pizza boy he let his breath out in a big whoosh. He must have been holding his breath the entire time; either that or he forgot to breathe! 

Dave leaned forward and began to say something, but Laura reached out and touched his arm before he uttered a word. "Don't say a thing," she hissed at him quietly. When Dave sat back silently Laura took her hand away from his arm and sat back herself.

Tammy returned to the table and stood with her hands on her hips looking down at her husband. I could see a flush in the skin on her upper chest. She was obviously excited. "Well?" she asked Dave. "Anything to say?"

Dave just shook his head.

"Good! Then we understand each other," Tammy said. She walked around to Dave's side of the table and stuck her hand in his crotch. "You are enjoying yourself, too, I see," she said with a certain amount of disdain. "Good!" Then as though someone flipped a light switch on in her head Tammy turned to Laura and I with a smile and said, "Let's eat! The pizza is getting cold!"

Dinner was a strange affair. Dave was silent. Laura and I were subdued. Tammy on the other hand blathered on about anything and everything sexual. She told us about her sexual exploits in college, her and Dave's bedroom secrets, and even a few secret's Dave didn't know about including the admission Tammy had sexual crush on me. I looked over at Dave to gauge his reaction this news but by then he was too far gone to even react to anything Tammy was saying, and given Tammy's conditions it is probably just as well.

Along the way Laura would ask Tammy a leading question about her exploits which Tammy would happily answer in explicit detail. Throughout it all I found myself completely changing my mind about this woman I thought I knew. She wasn't anywhere near the prude Dave thought she was, and she was becoming more of a sexual creature to me by the minute. We were only halfway through her stories and dinner when I realized I wanted to be one of the men with whom Tammy had shared some of these adventures. I would never have guessed it but Tammy had enjoyed a bisexual life style in college. She'd had affairs with a number of her swim team, both men and women, and she had won second place in a wet t-shirt contest one year over Spring Break. Apparently there were pictures online if you knew where to look for them, and it would seem she'd had done much more than get her t-shirt wet to win, too. A lot more! 

Tammy told us about the first time she had sex. She was sixteen and it was her last year at summer camp. One of the boys who she'd had a summer crush on the prior two years was the lucky recipient of her cherry, but before she had gone home she had screwed another camper and a camp counselor, too. The latter more than once!

The picture Tammy painted was not one of an undersexed woman like Dave sometimes portrayed her to be, but of a highly sexual being who had hidden the desires of her youth in the trappings of a wife and professional woman. If anything, I think Tammy was afraid to let her sexual cat out of the bag and I began to think Dave may get far more than he bargained for tonight if she did let go of her inhibitions as she appeared to be doing. I wondered as I watched and listened to her describe the first blow job she ever gave, "Was this the real Tammy? Was the Tammy I had come to know living a lie?" Perhaps it was a little of both.

When it began to cool off we adjourned to living room where the wine continued to flow. I was drinking at a steady pace but not excessively. Dave hardly drank anything at all. But, both Tammy and Laura were really getting tipsy, especially Tammy. I had never seen her quite as inebriated as she was now. She was far from out of control, but the alcohol was definitely having an effect on her. "Dance with me," Tammy said pulling me up into the middle of the living room. The music playing softly wasn't exactly the best dance music but Tammy hardly seemed to care. She simply wrapped her arms around my neck and she began to sway back and forth with her body pressed tightly against mine. "I am so horny," she whispered into my ear.

We danced like that for some time. No groping. No grabbing. Just two people swaying in time to the music. Tammy felt really good in my arms. Every time we turned so I was facing where Dave was sitting he was just staring at us. I couldn't decide what was going through his mind. Inevitably, the sensation of having this beautiful woman rub her body on mine had it's expected effect and I began to get a hard-on. Tammy must have felt it against her stomach because she reached down between us and wrapped her fist around it. "What have we here?" she asked coyly! I just shrugged my shoulders feeling a little uncomfortable with Tammy holding me that way with her husband only a few feet away. "I think Tim likes me, Laura!" Tammy called over her shoulder. "Perhaps you should come and dance with me in case he get's light headed from all the blood headed down here!"

Laura got up and cut in on me. "Put on something better to dance to," she instructed me. I found a CD labeled "workout 2" and stuck it into the player. Immediately some techno pop began to thump from the speakers and the girls really got into dancing with each other. Tammy must have wanted to even the ground with Laura because she reached up and began undoing to buttons on Laura's pajama top. In seconds Laura's top was flung toward us boys and Laura continued to dance in just her bra. A half of a song later and Laura was stepping out of her bottoms leaving her in just her lacy underwear.

I looked over at Dave and he seemed more intense now than he had been when I was dancing with Tammy. I suspected that he was living two fantasies at once at the moment. Not much of a punishment, I thought.

My attention turned back to the girls when Tammy reached up behind her neck and undid the hook of her see through jump suit. She pulled her arms out of the sleeves and pulled the top half of her garment down around her hips leaving her topless. She ran her hands up and down her sides then squeezed her breasts together while lightly pinching her nipples. When she slid her hands down her torso again her fingers grabbed the loose material at her waist and she pulled her jumpsuit down over her hips. She let it all fall to the floor and she kicked the now shapeless lingerie towards us with show of attitude.

In the burst of sexual freedom she must now have been feeling because of her near nudity Tammy increased the sexual intensity of the dance she was doing with Laura. Where at first they had danced separately Tammy now initiated contact with Laura more and more often. It started with smaller gestures like a hand on Laura's arm or waist but it wasn't long before the two of them were dirty dancing and their hands were all over one another. They took turns grinding their pussies into the other's thigh by swapping positions every thirty seconds or so in time with the changes in the music. Both girls began to glisten with the sweat of their efforts. Dave and I could not pry our eyes away from them, but the girls seemed to have completely forgotten we were there, or maybe they hadn't.

When the song they were dancing to ended Tammy took Laura by the hand and pulled her over in front of Dave. "Do you like what you see, Dave?" Tammy asked her husband referring to Laura. Dave nodded. "Do you want her?" Dave nodded again. Tammy reached behind Laura's back and undid the hooks on her bra and without even looking at Laura for permission she pulled the bra off exposing Laura's breasts to her husband. "And now?" Tammy asked again and Dave agreed again without speaking. 

It was at this point that I began to detect a change in Laura. Somehow during the course of the evening she had become submissive to Tammy. It was a subtle difference in the way she held herself and also the way she seemed to be looking to Tammy for approval, but I think I was seeing a glimmer of Laura's inner slut manifesting itself. I don't know whether she and Tammy had planned this beforehand or not but I knew Laura was enjoying being exposed to Dave this way.

"Laura!" Tammy said sharply getting all of our attentions. "You will do everything in your power to seduce Dave, but you cannot touch him. Do you understand?"

Laura turned to look back over her shoulder at Tammy who was standing just behind her and off to one side and nodded her assent.

Tammy turned her attention to her husband once again. "Dave, if you so much as move a muscle towards Laura we are done here. No matter what happens from this point forward unless I tell you to do something you do nothing. You just sit in your chair and watch. Do you understand?" Dave said nothing and just sat there staring at his wife whose own eyes were drilling a hole through her husband. "Good! Laura, you know what I told you to do!"

"Yes, Tammy," Laura said in a small voice. I knew for sure then that Tammy knew about Laura's inner desires, and perhaps in some way Tammy was living out a dominatrix fantasy of her own through Laura. Regardless, she had both Dave and Laura on an emotional leash at the moment.

Laura looked over at me before making any kind of a move towards Dave. "I love you," she mouthed silently. Her eyes were asking me for approval. 

With Tammy's words about no touching echoing in my ears I nodded slightly thinking that I could live with whatever happened under those conditions. Laura moved forward until she standing was immediately in front of Dave. Tammy walked over and sat right next to me. She threw one leg over mine and sat back with her legs wide and her g-string covered pussy exposed for us all to see. I could sense a damp muskiness emanating upwards from her pussy and I knew she was tremendously aroused. Tammy leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "This should be good!"

Laura began to move with the music as she stood in front of Dave naked but for the thong she still wore. She moved slowly and sensuously letting her hands roam all over her body. She closed her eyes as she became more and more involved in her own sexual experience. Only a foot away from his fantasy, Dave's eyes followed every move Laura's hands made.

I was so engrossed in what my wife was doing that I forgot for a moment that I had a beautiful naked woman sitting next me. I turned to look at Tammy and smiled. Watching my face for a reaction Tammy slipped her hand into the waistband of my shorts and took a firm grip on my cock. She squeezed ever so slightly and then with genuine concern for my feelings asked me if it was okay. When I said it was she took my hand and placed on top of her wet g-string. I took the hint and I slowly began to massage her vulva with my fingers. And so it was that the two of settled into lightly masturbating each other while we watched the scene playing out between our spouses across the room.

Laura had turned to so that her back was towards Dave and she was watching us with an odd look on her face. After a moment Tammy gave her a gesture to continue with a movement of her head. As directed, Laura began her dance again giving Dave a close up view of her tight ass, all the while staring Tammy and I. Laura hooked her thumbs into her thong and pulled it down over her hips and then let it fall to the floor where she gingerly stepped out of them. I was surprised to see she had completely shaved. Even her landing strip was gone and I could see her swollen clit pushing out between the outer lips of her pussy. Laura turned to face Dave giving him his first close up look between her legs. I could see his nostrils flare as he caught her scent. Laura backed up a step of two, spread her legs and bent over giving Tammy and I and unobstructed view of her ass and pussy. I could see its shimmering wetness from across the room and when Laura reached between her legs and easily slipped two fingers all the way in I knew she was soaked. 

Laura spun around so her ass was pointed directly at Dave but she continued to explore her pussy with her hand. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but I could see the muscles rippling across her forearm as her fingers worked their magic. Dave, true to form, was staring intently not wanting to miss a moment of Laura's show. Soon Laura lifted her head and look directly at Tammy and I again. Tammy still had her hands inside my shorts, but I had moved my hand inside of her g-string. I was now in direct contact with her newly shaven pussy and my finger moved slowly up and down her wet opening. Laura watched us intently for a few seconds and then she succumbed to the waves of pleasure that I knew were coursing through her body. Involuntarily, she groaned out loud and then after a moment she sank to her knees to catch her breath.

Tammy had other ideas. "Laura," she called out and she beckoned my wife with a finger when she looked up. "It's Tim's turn." 

On hands and knees Laura crawled towards me giving Dave yet another amazing view of her ass. Upon reaching me Laura pushed Tammy out of the way and then she crawled up my body and kissed me passionately pushing her tongue deeply into my mouth where it felt like a living thing trying to possess me from the inside out. I could feel my own passion rising within me and I crushed Laura to my chest. Laura's hands clasped each side of my face and she pushed me backwards so that I was lying slightly askew on the sofa. My wife's sexual hunger seemed to possess her and her kisses became more ardent. I returned them in kind. It was then that I felt hands pulling the waistband of my shorts down and seconds later my cock was engulfed by a warm wet mouth. I started to object. This was further than I wanted to take this, but Laura sensed my distress and pushed me back. "Relax," she whispered quietly. "This isn't about you. Just kiss me and enjoy this."

It occurred to me then exactly what my role was to be. I was the designated male in Tammy's revenge. It wasn't about me in any way. I was there simply to provide the instrument of her reprisal. The cock she had in her mouth, the same cock her husband was watching slide in and out or her lips, could have belonged to anyone. It just happened to belong to me. As that understanding took hold in my brain I forgot about who was giving me an amazing blow job and I concentrated on only the pleasure I was feeling, and the love I felt for the woman I held in my arms, Laura, who I was kissing non-stop. I was on the verge of coming a couple of times, but each time I felt an orgasm building the disembodied mouth around my cock would slow down until it subsided. Then, when I thought I couldn't take it any longer the sucking stopped altogether.




Consequences Poker Ch. 05



I felt Tammy move and then I saw her tap Laura on the shoulder. Understanding what I assume was a prearranged signal Laura moved up until her knees were on either side of my head and her pussy was only inches from my mouth. It didn't take her command to "Eat me!" for me to know what she wanted me to do. As I lapped at her clit I realized that in the position I was in Dave could not see my face. Once again I was simply to be a nameless body part; a tool of vengeance. So it was no surprise when I felt Tammy straddle me with her back to Laura. I felt her hand as it wrapped around the base of my cock and I could feel Tammy's wetness as she rubbed my cock through her wet folds. I can only imagine the sight that Dave beheld as she did so. Then I felt my cock enter Tammy's warm depths when she lowered herself onto me completely. Up and down I could feel Tammy moving her body around my erection, but all I could see was the end of my nose where it was buried in Laura's pussy. As Tammy's pace increased so did the grinding motion of Laura's pussy. She was literally humping my face in her ardor and all I could manage to do was hold my tongue firmly where it was so my wife could grind against it. All the while the pleasure in my groin increased with every rise and fall of Tammy's body as she skewered herself again and again. I knew she hadn't come yet and I hoped I could hang on long enough for her to complete what she had started.

Laura came first moaning loudly and thrusting her hips wildly back and forth. When she came there was nothing I could do. My cock spasmed uncontrollably and I shot my seed deep into Tammy's womb. Then, almost in a chain reaction, I felt Tammy's pussy begin to flutter wildly around my cock. Unlike Laura I heard not a sound from Tammy. I was able to peer past Laura and I could to see the reason why, she was kissing Dave. I assumed Tammy must have beckoned her husband closer when she knew she was about to come. After all he had been put through I can't imagine Dave broke the rules.

Tammy stood up and my spent organ fell out of her limply. I could see my sperm oozing down her inner thigh. She looked down at Laura and I and said, "Thank you!" Before we could utter a reply Dave was pulling her down the hall and Tammy gave us a wave good-bye. 

Laughing, I turned to Laura and said, "I guess we're letting ourselves out tonight!'

We gathered our clothes quickly and quietly. I was beginning to feel a little wierded out by the whole thing. While I had to admit it was a very erotic experience, the evening hadn't necessarily gone the way I might have wanted it to going in. Laura sensed my discomfort and as we were walking home she asked if I was okay.

"I think so," I told her. "Making me into a faceless man helped a lot."

"You picked up on that did you?"

"Eventually. It was pretty clever."

"It was the only this was going to work, Tim. I knew you wouldn't simply have sex with Tammy if asked. Dave would likely never forgive you if you did. I didn't want you to become emotionally involved with Tammy either. That was probably the biggest risk I took in the whole thing. But, it all worked out well, I think."

"What about you?" I asked. "Your inner slut seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit as well."

"My, aren't we observant tonight!" Laura laughed. "But yeah, I told Tammy a little about what was going on with me and she really seemed to relish the idea of bossing both Dave and I around sexually. It became pretty easy to work that into our plan."

"So, just how much of that evening was planned?" I asked hoping to finally get an answer.

"Most, but not all of it. I knew nothing about the pizza boy. Wasn't that hot?" Laura remarked and I had to agree. "Other than that I had a pretty good idea about how the rest of the evening was going to go down, although even Tammy didn't know if she was actually going to fuck you. There was a very good chance she would have settled for making Dave watch her suck your cock. I'm glad she went all the way!"

In a mixed up way, so was I.

"One thing I don't get though is how this was supposed to be Dave's punishment. He got everything he wanted!"

"Not so," replied my wife smugly. "He didn't get me! I got to tease the hell out him and show him everything he will be missing. He is going to want me more than ever now!"

"So how about you?" I asked. "Is your inner slut feeling more content?"

Laura looked at me and grinned. "Maybe!"



Consequences Poker



"She has a point," remarked Barry who got a dirty look from Dave in return.

"You have to admit she has a good case," added Tammy. "You are up against a superior mind tonight, Dear, so you may as well just get dressed and we can end this silly game before it gets out of hand."

There were murmurs of agreement around the table and with a grumble or two Dave began to put his clothes back on. While he was dressing Tammy picked up the pile of money and began to give every one back their $50, but when she tried to hand Laura back her cheque Laura held her hands up in front of her. "Wait a second," she said. "I can still win this game!"

"What?" we all said in unison.

"Well," Laura explained, "if I strip and stay naked all night then I win. Dave has already put his clothes on so all I should have to do now is complete the task I gave him."

Once again her logic was infallible.

Dave, sensing at least a modicum of satisfaction from the outcome said, "Go ahead!" At this point the rest of us weren't really in a position to argue.

Without a moment of hesitation Laura stood up and pulled her tank top off exposing her breasts. Then she quickly undid her belt buckle, undid the snap at the top of her cutoff, denim shorts and slid both her shorts and bikini panties to the floor leaving her completely nude. Then my now naked wife walked around to each of us and took the $50 each of us was still holding out of our hands. I was stunned when, straight legged, she turned her back to us all and bent over to put the money into her purse giving us all an amazing view of her pussy in the process. More or less under his breath, but still loud enough for us all to hear, Barry mumbled, "Great ass!"

Laura stood up and turned around to face us. From the looks in our faces we were still all a little stunned by this quick change in events. "So, what does a naked girl have to do to get a drink around here?" she asked.

Laura stayed naked for the rest of the night which turned out to be a couple of hours. Surprisingly, after a while I forgot she was naked, but then I got to see her this way all of the time. I don't know if Dave's or Barry's eyes ever left Laura's breasts or her shaved pussy, and I am not sure Scott ever looked. I knew Laura was feeling excited being exposed like this because her nipples were always extended, and it wasn't cold!

As the evening wore down we were all gathered by our front door saying goodnight. Laura, still nude, was talking nonchalantly with Tammy about some recipe she wanted to make for the two of us the following evening. Since Dave and Tammy lived only a few doors down Laura said, "Hang on and let me get dressed. I will walk down with you and get the recipe now."

"I don't think so," said Dave with a grin. "I believe the consequence was for you to remain naked for the rest of the night, if I remember correctly."

Laura looked at him for a second and said, "Okay!"

For the life of me I don't know why my wife couldn't have just waited until morning to get the recipe, pride perhaps, but Laura stepped between Dave and Tammy, slipped her arms through theirs, and the three of them strolled down the street toward their home. The rest of could only stand and watch open mouthed, except for Barry who reiterated, "She has such a great ass!" I could only nod in agreement.

Fifteen minutes later I was sitting alone in our living room when Laura, wearing only her birthday suit, came through the door with her new recipe in hand.

I looked at her. 

She looked at me.

"I want you to fuck me," was all she said.