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After walking up two floors and down some long corridors, Mary stopped and knocked on a door with music and voices emanating from it. A short girl with long straight dishwater blond hair answered the door.
"Hi, Mary, come on in" the girl said.
"Larry, this is Jill," Mary said. I reached out and shook hands with Jill as I stepped through the door.
"Ok, let me introduce you to everyone," Jill said. "This is Mary and Larry. This is Rick."
Rick was short and muscular. He almost crushed my hand when we shook hands.
"This is Kevin," Jill said. Kevin was about my height and on the thin side.
"This is Sally," Jill continued. Sally was shorter than Kevin, also thin with long bleached blond hair. You could clearly see the darker roots where she parted it, and I couldn't stop myself from wondering what color her bush would be, if we got a chance to see that tonight.
"This is Carrie," Jill said. Carrie was a red head with a light complexion and a few freckles. I had always liked red heads and I wondered if her bush would be red also.
"And this is Fred," Jill said. Fred was an average height and thin, but with long hair. As I shook Fred hand, I knew I had seen him someplace before, but could not place him.
With the introductions over, Mary got right down to business, going over all the rules for tonight's game. The girls seem to know all the rules, but this was the first time Rick, Kevin and Fred had heard the rules and they asked lots of questions. From their questions, it did not sound to me like any of them had much experience playing real poker.
While Mary explained the rules, I checked out the girls, trying to imagine what each would look like without clothes. I know that sounds uncouth, but after all this was a strip poker game. What are you suppose to think about when you look over the opposition in these circumstances?
Mary was now explaining something I had never heard of before called the `underwear rule'. This rule said the only clothes you could buy back from the bank after you sold them were your underwear. This was to cut down on time dressing and undressing for every hand. It meant that once you bet your pants, you could never put them on till the end of the game, even if you won the hand. It was good thing I was wearing jockey shorts tonight. I would not want to end up sitting here all night in my boxers.
"Can I make a suggestion to make things a little more interesting," Fred said.
Mary gave Fred a look that said no. "What ..."
"Well in high school we played that the winner got to keep the losers underpants. You know ... sort of as a trophy ..."
Kevin, Rick and Sally immediately endorsed this idea.
"Well...it sounds good, but I don't want some other girls panties," said Jill.
"Yeah, what we really did was give the guy with the most clothes any girl's panties and the girl with the most clothes any guy's underpants."
Mary clearly didn't like this idea, but finally went along with it.
The dorm room was crowded with eight people in it. By pushing the beds out of the way we cleared enough space to form a circle on the floor. Mary and I ended up sitting next to each other on the floor.
Mary passed out two poker chips to everyone and dealt the first hand.
I peeked at my cards and found a queen, jack, eight, five, and a two, or absolutely nothing. This was a jacks to open game, so I passed. Jill and Rick also passed, but Sally confidently tossed a chip into the center to open. Since this was a must open game, everyone quickly saw that bet.
I took three cards, and so did everyone, except Kevin. Kevin only took two cards. I looked at my three new cards. I had gotten an ace, but still had nothing.
I looked up at Sally, who was obviously having a hard time deciding what to do. Finally, everyone was staring at Sally.
"I don't know," Sally said. "I guess I pass."
Kevin shook his head and passed also. He had taken only two cards. I wondered what he had. Carrie quickly passed too.
"I bet one," Fred said as he tossed his chip into the pot.
Mary immediately folded. I, of course, folded, and so did Jill and Rick.
Sally was now staring at Fred. I was guessing Sally had a high pair, since she had opened. I had no idea what Fred had. Sally finally shook her head and folded. Kevin and Carrie then both folded.
Fred reached out and scooped up the pot. I looked at Mary. Mary had expected the guys to play recklessly, but it looked like everyone was playing extra carefully. With these rules I didn't get to see anyone hand either, so I had no idea whether or not Fred had just bluffed us.
I gathered up the cards and shuffled them. It is actually very difficult to shuffle a double deck of cards. I had to divide the deck into two stacks and shuffle them separately. I dealt out the next hand. This time I got a pair of two's, an ace, an eight and a six. Well, even if I got a third two on the draw, this hand didn't look worth betting.
Jill and Rick both passed again. Once again Sally opened, using her last chip. Everyone else saw the bet with their last chip, except for Fred, who still had a little pile of chips in front of him.
I debated keeping the ace, but decided to discard it and took three cards. Everyone else took three, except for Sally. Sally only took two cards this time.
My three new cards were not any help, a queen, a nine and an eight. With only a pair of two's it would be easy to fold.
Sally took off her shoes and placed them behind her. Mary handed her two chips.
"I open for one," Sally said, tossing one of the chips into the pot. Since she had taken two cards, I figured she had three of a kind.
Kevin, Carrie, Fred, and Mary all folded without much thought. I folded too. Jill, however, slipped off her shoes.
"I'm going to raise two," Jill said. Jill pulled off her socks too. Mary handed Jill four chips, and Jill dropped three of them in the pot. I could see in Mary's eyes that she was trying to tell Jill to be careful.
Rick folded, and that left it up to Sally. Sally was staring at Jill. Finally she reached down and pulled off her socks. Mary handed her two more chips.
"I'll see the bet," Sally said. "Ok, what have you got, Jill."
"Three tens," said Jill, laying down her cards.
"Three aces," announced Sally with a smile. As Sally reached out and grabbed the chips out of the pot, Jill just starred at her. I started to gather up the cards, and I pushed the stack of cards to Jill.
"Here, it's your deal," I said.
"What?" Jill said sharply.
"It's your turn to deal," I repeated.
"Oh," Jill said, and began to gather up the rest of the cards.
Well, nothing was going the way Mary had expected. So far the only person who had done anything silly was Jill. She should have just called Sally's bet, rather than raising two. Of course, Mary and I were still even on our side bet, but at the rate things were only, the game was not going to end any time soon.
I picked up my cards and found one of the worst hands I had ever gotten, a two, three, four, five and eight. I was glad I didn't have to worry about having the low hand in this game.
Rick was the first to act, and he took off his shoes and opened. I had to take off my shoes to open, and so did Mary, Kevin and Carrie.
Since I didn't need to worry about low hands, I decided to try to draw to a straight and just discarded one card. Carrie also took one card. Jill, Rick and Sally all took two cards, with the rest taking three cards. My new card was a three, which only gave me a pair of threes, clearly not a winning hand.
Rick eagerly ripped off his socks and collected two more chips from Mary.
"I am opening for two," Rick announced. My guess was he had three of something.
Sally was sitting next to Rick, looked at him for a minute, then picked two chips from the large stack she had.
"I'll see the bet," Sally said. Sally had taken two cards also, so she probably had three of kind as well.
Kevin folded, but Carrie was staring at her cards. After a few seconds Carried pulled her socks off too.
"I'll see the bet," she said. Carrie had taken one card. If she had two pair, it was silly to be calling Rick and Sally. Maybe she had drawn a flush or a straight, or perhaps even a full house.
Fred and Mary both folded quickly, and so did I. Jill shook her head and folded too.
"Ok, folks, read them and weep, four queens," Rick said, as he laid his cards down.
Sally and Carrie both dropped their cards on the table. They both had two pair! Sally had taken two cards, but ended up with a pair of aces and jacks. How had that happened? Carrie had a pair of eight's and fives. Sally had lots of chips from having won the previous hand, so her call with a pair of aces and jacks looked like a good play. Carrie on the other hand should have never bet. It should have been obvious to Carrie that either Kevin or Sally had her beat. As it turned out, they both had her beat.
I could see that Mary was looking a little upset. The girls seem to be making all the mistakes, and the guys were playing very carefully. This was not at all what Mary had predicted for tonight, but it was ok with me. There was still the problem of the side bet. I had to win at least one hand to win the side bet. If I bet and failed to win the pot, then Mary could just fold all her hands and still win.
Rick shuffled and dealt the cards for the next hand. I looked at my cards. This time I had a pair of fives, a queen, a nine and a four. This hand didn't look very promising.
Sally was the first to act, and she opened. Everyone else had at least one chip to open, except for Jill. So far we had been losing our socks and shoes, now Jill was going to have to sell her blouse. Jill slowly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her bra. Her blouse had been lose fitting, but now that I could see her bra, I more fully appreciated how large Jill's breasts were. Mary handed Jill two chips, and she put one in the pot.
I took three cards. Mary, Jill and Carrie also took three cards. Rick and Sally took one card, but the big surprise was Fred and Kevin, who did not take any cards. What did they have? Probably a straight, or maybe a flush. I looked at my three new cards, but they were no help, so I still just had a pair of fives.
Sally still had a big pile of chips, and she quickly opened the betting for two chips.
Kevin had no chips in front of him, but he apparently had a good hand.
"I am going to raise two," Kevin announced. He pulled off his socks, then his shirt. Mary dropped four chips into the pot for him.
Carrie folded, and everyone looked at Fred, who had also drawn no cards. Fred still had three chips in front of him from winning the first hand. He was studying Kevin carefully.
"I will raise two," Fred said. "Let's see, I got three here, so I need three more." Fred took off his shoes and socks, and Mary handed him the four chips. Fred counted out six chips, leaving him with one chip.
Mary folded. I, of course folded, and so did Jill and Rick.
"It's four to me, is that right?" Sally asked.
"Yeah," Fred said.
Sally counted out four chips from her pile. "Ok, I'll see the bet," she said.
What hands did these people have? Kevin and Fred probably had a straight or a flush, but Sally had taken one card. Had she drawn to a straight or a flush? Did she have two pair, and had drawn to a full house? I couldn't tell.
Kevin picked up his cards and studied them.
"I'm going to raise two," Kevin said. He stood up, unzipped his pants, pushed them down and stepped out of them. Jill and Carrie both whistled at the bulge in Kevin's shorts as he quickly sat down. He then pulled his undershirt off, leaving him sitting there in only his jockey shorts.
Everyone then turned to look at Fred.
"Hey, what are we doing here," Fred said. "I thought we were suppose to try to strip these girls, not strip each other."
"We don't mind at all," laughed Carrie.
"It's perfectly ok with me," said Jill.
"Go ahead and raise again," said Sally looking down at Kevin's underpants.
Kevin was clearly starting to feel uncomfortable with the girls staring at his underpants.
"I'm just calling," said Fred. He pulled his tee shirt up over his head. Mary dropped two chips into the pot for him.
Sally counted the chips she had left and came up with eight.
"I'm going to raise two," she said, looking down at Kevin's underpants.
"What!" exclaimed Kevin. "Can she do that? Isn't there some limit on the number of raises or something?"
"We didn't say anything about limiting the number of raises," Mary said. "So I think she can raise, if she wants to."
"This isn't fair," Kevin protested. "I have a sure winner here, and I have to drop my shorts to collect on it."
"Well, that's what the rules say," said Mary. "You should have thought of this when you raised earlier."
Kevin reached for the elastic band of his shorts.
"Oh, you do have to stand up to take them off," Mary said. "But you can pull them down and sit down in a single motion."
Kevin glared back at Mary, then slowly stood up. He jerked his shorts down to his knees and sat down. As he pulled his shorts down, his erection of course popped out and was greed with cheers and whistles from all the girls, including Mary. Kevin pulled the shorts the rest of the way off his legs, then tried to hide his erection under his legs. Sally and Carrie, who were sitting on opposite sides of poor Kevin, were both staring down at Kevin's crotch as he rearranged his legs.
"Well Kevin, I hate to tell you this," Fred said. "I think I got your sure winner beat. I'm going to call the bet." Fred stood up and unfastened his pants. He pushed them down, and stepped out of them. I noted a large bulge in Fred's shorts, but the girls didn't seem to notice. They were too busy sneaking glances at Kevin.
"Ok, what have you got," said Fred.
"A full house," said Kevin as he turned his cards over.
"What!" exclaimed Fred. "I have a full house too." Fred turned over his cards.
Kevin had three ten's and two two's. Fred had three three's and two five's. Sally turned her cards over also. She had two pair, kings and fives.
Kevin had won, and as soon as he realized this, he grabbed his shorts and pulled them back on.
Fred couldn't believe that he had lost. He sat there in his underwear starring at the cards for the longest time. I guess both Kevin and Fred had figured that the other had a straight or a flush.
I don't know what Sally thought she was doing. Well, I guess I actually did. Sally got Kevin to take off his underpants. She still had some chips left, so she was still better off than most of the other players.
Well the game was now going more the way Mary had predicted. Fred had two pieces of clothes left, plus one chip, so he could last for five more hands, provided he never bet. It seemed probable now the game would be over in five more hands or less. If Fred did manage to win a hand, then Jill had one more piece of clothes than Fred so she could only go seven more hands without winning.
Then there was the side bet. Neither Mary nor I had entered any pot yet, so we were tied on our side bet. Unless I got a winning hand shortly, it looked like our side bet would end in a draw or I would lose. While it was important to win, it was also important not to do something stupid. If I put even a single chip bet into the pot and did not win, then I would be behind on the side bet and Mary could just fold all the way out. If I bet, I had to be sure of winning.
After a long time Sally finally realized it was her deal, and she gathered up the cards, shuffled and dealt the next hand. When I picked up my cards, I had another awful hand, a queen, jack, nine, eight, five. It didn't look like I was going to win the side bet with this hand.
Kevin was the first to act, and he passed. Carrie passed as well. Then Fred opened using the single chip he had. Mary and I both had to sell our socks in order to open. Everyone else had chips to open, except for Carrie, who had to sell her tee shirt. Carrie pulled her tee shirt over her head, bring her bra into full view. I was immediately struck by the whiteness of Carrie's skin. With her light complexion and red hair, she looked somewhat ghost like. Carrie wore a white bra with lace around the top. Her breasts were average size, probably smaller than Mary's and clearly smaller than Jill's.
I took three cards. Mary, Rick and Sally took one card. Everyone else took three cards. I picked up my three cards, but they were no help. I now had King high junk.
I glanced over at Mary. What did she have? She had taken one card. If she won the hand, that would mean a change in strategy.
Fred had opened, and he looked unhappy with the cards he drew.
"I pass," Fred said.
"I pass," Mary said without any thought. I guess she had missed her draw.
I passed.
Jill was still studying her cards. She must have something, but she was not sure if it was good enough to bet. If she wanted to bet, she was going to have to take off her pants, so I understood her reluctance.
"I'll pass too," Jill finally said, though it was obvious she wanted to bet.
Rick then opened for two chips from his pile.
Everyone folded back around to Jill, who was staring at Rick. Rick had taken one card, so he probably had two pair, although he could have drawn to a straight or flush. Jill had taken three cards, so before the draw the best she had was a pair. Would Jill be thinking of betting her pants against Rick if she had a pair of aces? I hope she knew better than that. Well actually I didn't. I was hoping Jill would lose her pants. If Jill saw this bet and lost, she would have exactly the same number of clothes remaining as Fred.
"Ok... I'm going to call your bet," Jill said. She stood up and unzipped her jeans. Jill wiggled the jeans past her hips and pushed them down her legs. Then she pulled the jeans off first one leg and then the other. Jill was wearing low cut solid white panties with lace around the top. She tossed the jeans behind her and sat down. Mary dropped the two chips into the pot.
"Ok, Rick, what have you got there," Jill said.
"Two pair, fives and fours," Rick said as he spread his cards out.
"Not good enough," Jill said gleefully. "A pair of kings and a pair of fours."
Jill gathered in the pot. Under Mary's rule that you could only buy back underwear, Jill's jeans were gone till the end of the game, but she now had a big pile of chips. The chances of seeing Jill's generous breasts before the game was over seemed to be fading fast.
Kevin shuffled the cards and dealt out the next hand. I had a pair of queens, a pair of sixes and a nine. This hand was trouble. It was good enough that it was hard to just fold with it, but it was unlikely to win.
Carrie, Fred and Mary all passed, so I opened with my one chip. Everyone had a chip to open, except Fred. Fred took off his undershirt, and was sitting there looking very unhappy in just his jockey shorts.
I took one card. Rick and Kevin both took two cards. Everyone else took three cards. I picked up my new card and looked at a six. I had a pair of queens and a pair of sixes right. That meant I had a full house now! I picked up all my cards to double check. Yes, I had two queens and three sixes. This made it much easier to decide what to do. There was always some chance that somebody drew four of a kind or a higher full house, but I discounted that possibility.
I didn't have any chips left, so I was going to have to sell my shirt to bet. I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. Mary glared at me as she handed me two chips. I decided to be careful.
"I'll open for one," I said.
Jill looked at me, then at her chips.
"I'll raise two," Jill said, tossing three chips from her pile. Now what did she have.
"And I'll raise another two," said Rick. He pushed five chips out of his pile. Rick probably had three of a kind, because he took two cards. He probably figured I had two pair because I took one card and only opened for one. I hoped he hadn't draw a fourth card and now had four of a kind.
Everyone else folded back around to me. The bet was now four chips to me. To call this bet, I would have to sell my pants and undershirt. I still felt sure I had the hand won, but it was a big risk. If I was wrong, not only would I lose the side bet to Mary, but also I would probably lose the game outright. On the other hand, if I won this pot, I would have a big lead in chip count over Mary on our side bet. That would make it almost impossible for her to catch up before the game ended.
I stood up and unzipped my jeans. As I slid my pants down Jill whistled at the bulge in the front of my jockey shorts. I stepped out of the jeans and sat back down. I pulled my undershirt over my head. The look in Mary's eyes said `I hope you know what you're doing.'
Jill looked over at me with a devious smile. I had this sudden tightness in my stomach as I realized what she was going to do.
"Well, let's see," Jill said. "It's two to me, so here's four chips. I'm raising two." With that she looked down at my jockey shorts.
Rick picked up two chips and tossed them into the pot. "I'll call," he said.
Now the moment of truth had come. Everybody was staring at me. I wasn't going to surprise anyone, like I had in that first game weeks ago. I could fold, but that would leave me with the same chip count as Fred, so I would lose anyway. The only possible choice was to give the girls a little show. I stood up slowly, and put my thumbs under the waistband.
At that moment a silly thought crossed my mind. What won't a guy do to get a blowjob? I guess I was willing to drop my shorts in front of three girls I had never seen before, on the chance of winning a blowjob from Mary at the end of the night.
I pushed the shorts down to my ankles and sat down in a single motion. All the girls were cheering, including Mary. I pulled my shorts off my ankles and pushed my erection under my legs. Mary tossed two chips into the pot for me.
"Ok, Larry, what have you got there?" asked Rick.
"A full house," I said, as I carefully reached out to turn my cards.
Rick and Jill both just flipped over their cards. Jill had a pair of kings and a pair of queens, which didn't surprise me. Rick's two pair did surprise me though. I thought he had three of a kind, but he had a pair of aces and a pair of sevens. He must have kept an ace kicker and drawn another ace. They both thought I had two pair also, and were betting hoping that theirs was higher.
I grabbed my underpants and pulled them back on without getting up. I gathered in the pot. I gave Mary four chips for my underpants and undershirt, which I also put back on. I wished I could buy back my pants, but that would have to wait for the end of the game. Although I was only in my underwear, I had more than twenty chips stacked in front me. That gave me a huge lead in my side bet with Mary.
It was now Carrie's deal, and she shuffled and dealt the next hand. I picked up my cards and looked at two sixes of hearts, a nine, an eight and a five. Since this was a two deck game, there was nothing wrong with two sixes of hearts. It just looked weird.
Fred was the first to act, and he passed. Mary also passed, and I had to pass as well. Jill confidently opened tossing in one chip. Everyone quickly tossed in their opening bet until we got back to Mary. Mary was now out of chips and had to sell her blouse. She tried to quickly unbutton her blouse, but had some problems getting some of the buttons undone. Finally she got the blouse off, revealing a white lacy bra that looked the same as the one I had seen last Saturday night.
By glancing left and right I could now make a direct comparison of Mary and Jill's breasts. It was clear Jill's breasts were larger, but I kept glancing right at Mary's anyway.
I suddenly realized that other people were discarding cards, and I had not been paying attention, so I had no idea how many cards they took. Mary took three cards and so did I. I saw Rick took one card and Carrie, who was dealing took two. Everyone else I had seen took three. I picked up my three new cards, but I still just had a pair of sixes, so I was clearly out of this hand.
Jill had opened, but she passed. Rick, who had taken only one card, opened with his last two chips. Sally and Kevin quickly folded, but Carrie was studying her hand and looking over at Rick. Carrie could have three of a kind because she had taken two cards, and Rick probably had two pair, but Carrie had no chips in front of her, so if she wanted to call this bet, she would have to sell her pants. She finally set her cards down.
"I'm going to call this bet," Carrie said as she stood up. She unzipped her jeans and carefully worked them down over her hips to expose rather simple white cotton panties covered with a pattern of small flowers. Carrie pushed the jeans down her white thighs and then pulled them off one leg at a time. She turned and dropped the jeans behind her. As she sat down the contrast of the red hair and the very white skin looked even more ghostly.
Mary tossed two chips into the pot for Carrie. The rest of us quickly folded around.
"What have you got Carrie," Rick said with a smile.
"Three tens," replied Carrie, turning over her cards.
"Good, but not good enough," Rick said as he flipped his cards over. "A full house, nines and jacks." Rick scooped up the chips in the pot.
"Oh shit," Carrie said, as she began to realize what this meant.
Carrie had lost her pants, of course, but she also had no chips, so next hand she would have to sell her bra to open. Fred was in his underpants with no chips in front of him, so Fred would need to sell his underpants next hand. The game could have ended in two hands with none of the girls ever having to show us their breasts, but now Carrie had fixed that problem. We would at least get to see Carrie's breasts before the game ended.
Fred shuffled the cards for the next hand while Carrie self-consciously folded her arms across her chest. Fred dealt out the cards, and I looked at a pair of queens, a nine, an eight and a seven. If I could draw a third queen, this might be a playable hand. Then again, I was way ahead of Mary on our side bet, with probably only two hands remaining in the game. The pressure was on Mary to get a playable hand. I should not even think about betting without a killer hand.
Mary was the first to act and opened with the single chip she had. Everyone tossed in opening bet around to Sally, who had finally run out of chips. Sally pulled her sweater blouse off over her head exposing a simple white bra. Sally held her arms above her head threading her long bleached blond hair through the sweater opening, pushing her modest breasts forward. Mary tossed one chip in the pot and handed the other over to Sally.
Kevin had already put his chip in the pot and now everyone turned to Carrie. She had a little pink on her otherwise very white cheeks.
"Oh dear," Carrie said, as she slowly stood up. "Well, I'm not as big as Jill, but I hope you boys like them." With that she unsnapped her bra in back, and let it slide away from her breasts down her arms. Rick and Kevin both cheered. Carrie's breasts were small, but rounded and firm. They drooped only slightly when liberated from the confines of her bra. Carrie immediately sat down, obviously embarrassed by the cheering.
"Well don't just sit there staring at me," Carrie said to Fred. "It's your turn now."
"Oh," Fred said. He slowly stood up, and placed his thumbs under the elastic band on his shorts. Fred had studied my technique and tried to push his shorts down and sit down and the same time. He pushed his sorts smoothly down to his knees, but when he sat down, he lost his balance and tipped over backwards, giving us a clear view between his legs. Mary, Jill and Sally first cheered, then laughed and giggled at Fred predicament. Fed quickly righted himself, pulled his underpants the rest of the way off, and crossed his legs to try to cover up his erection. Even Carrie was now smiling, seeming to have momentarily forgotten the embarrassment of being topless.
I took three cards. Fred as dealer did not want to move much so Carrie and Mary pushed the cards to the rest of us. Most people took three cards, except for Carrie and Rick, who took two. I looked at my three new cards, but I still just had a pair of queens.
As I sat my cards down, Mary stood up and unzipped her jeans. What did she have? She had opened and taken three cards, so she only had a big pair before the draw. She must have something more now. Probably three aces, kings, queens or jacks. Mary wiggled her jeans off her hips, past her white satin low cut panties and down her thighs. She then pulled the jeans off each leg. Mary dropped the jeans and sat down.
"I'm going to open for two," Mary said.
Could Mary win a big enough pot here to take our side bet? I didn't think so, or at least I hoped not. With just a pair of queens, there was nothing I do about it, so I folded.
Jill looked at Mary, then at her cards. She picked up the last two chips in front of her and held them between her fingers while she studied Mary.
"I'll see the bet," Jill said with some hesitation in her voice.
This was an interesting development. Both Mary and Jill were now without chips. Whichever one lost was going to have to take her bra off to get the must open bet for the next hand. We were going to get to see another pair of breasts before the game ended.
Rick and Sally quickly folded. Kevin smiled as his eyes went back and forth between Mary and Jill. Kevin clearly had more chips than anyone else in the game.
"I'm raising two," Kevin said, confidently placing four chips into the pot.
Did Kevin actually have anything or was he just trying to force Mary or Jill to bet their bras? Kevin had taken three cards. Given the size of the pile of chips he had, he might not have anything, but things were certainly getting more interesting.
Carrie and Fred both quickly folded, bring it back to Mary. Mary starred at Kevin. If Mary folded, she would have to sell her bra for the must open bet next hand, so one way or the other she was going to have to show us her breasts. I had, of course, seen them in last Saturday's game, but the bulge in my jockey shorts was getting bigger anyway.
Mary stood up, and reached back behind her to unfasten her bra. Holding the bra against her chest with one hand, she worked her arms out of the two straps. She looked up, then dropped the bra away from her breasts to the cheers from Kevin and Rick. Her breast sagged slightly as the bra set them free, and they bounced as she quickly sat down next to me. I had seen Mary's breasts from across the room last week, but sitting on the floor beneath them made them look even larger. Mary gave me a shy smile.
Everyone now turned to Jill. Would Jill bet her bra too? If she didn't she would have to sell it for the must open bet next hand. Of course, if she did bet her bra this hand and lost the pot, she would have to sell her panties next hand! I then realized the reverse was also true. If Jill won this pot, Mary would have to sell her panties next hand! I had feared the game would end with none of the girls having showed anything, but things were looking up.
Jill was looking at Mary. Obviously, Jill had completely discounted Kevin too. What did Mary and Jill have? Did they both have three of a kind? If they did, Mary's was probably high because she had opened. How high was Jill's three of a kind?
"Well, I'm sure I got you beat," Jill said as she stood up. "So guess I have to see your bet."
Jill reached back and unfastened her bra. Jill took the strap off her left shoulder and pulled the bra quickly away from her chest. Kevin, Rick and even Fred cheered. From my vantagepoint on the floor next to Jill I could see why. Jill's breasts were the biggest I had seen during my brief strip poker career. All I could think of was watermelon halves, but they weren't quite that big. Without the bra for support, Jill's breasts drooped noticeably. Jill sat down and finished threading her bra off her right arm.
"Ok girls, say goodbye to your bras," said Kevin. "A full house."
Kevin laid down three kings and a pair of two's.
"Ohhhhh," cried Jill as she dropped her cards. I looked down at her cards, and all I saw was a pair of eight's. Then I realized they were all spades. Jill had a flush. Since this was a two-deck game, you could have a pair and a flush in the same hand.
"Not so fast," Mary said calmly as she spread her cards. "Four jacks"
Mary had quad jacks and Jill a flush! Now I could understand why they had bet their bras on this hand. Mary grabbed her bra and put it back on. Then she gathered in her winnings, putting two chips back in the bank for her bra. As she stacked the chips, I tried to compare my chip count with hers. It looked like I was still a few chips ahead in our side bet, but it was now close.
Mary gathered up the cards, shuffled them and dealt out what would probably be the last hand of this game. I picked up cards and this time I had a king, jack, ten, three and two. This did not look very promising. I passed.
Jill still looked upset about having lost the previous hand. She also passed. Rick and Sally passed, but Kevin opened.
Carrie tossed her only chip into the pot for her opening bet. If Fred won this hand and prolonged the game, Carrie would lose her panties on the next hand. I found myself hoping this would happen because I wondered if Carrie's pubic hair was red like the hair on her head.
Fred tossed his last chip into the pot.
"I'm all in," Fred announced.
Mary and I both added our opening bets, and then it was Jill's turn.
"I still can't believe I lost with a flush," Jill said. She shook her head and slowly stood up. She put her thumbs under the elastic band of her pure white panties and quickly pushed them down to her ankles and then sat down all in a single motion. Rick and Kevin were both cheering. Fred rearranged his legs trying to make sure his erection stayed hidden. Sitting next to Jill I had clearly seen the darker hair of her bush as the panties slipped down her legs, and I could still see the top of it.
Mary handed Jill one chip and tossed the other in the pot for her. Rick and Sally quickly tossed in their opening bets. In Sally's case it was also her last chip, but Sally was still wearing her jeans.
I took three cards. So did everyone, except for Rick. Rick took two cards. I looked at my three new cards. They were an ace, a jack and a three. I now had a pair of jacks, but this was hardly anything to get excited over.
"I'm opening for two," Kevin announced.
Carrier folded immediately.
"I'm all in already," said Fred.
"That's right," Mary said. "We divide the pot. I'll separate Kevin's two chips here." Mary put two chips into a separate pile from the opening bets.
"Ok now," Mary said. "I'm going to see Kevin's bet in this second pot."
This was trouble. Could Mary have another winning hand? If she won this hand, then she would win our side bet. That would mean I was going to end up jacking off for her after the game, but there was nothing I could do about it with only a pair of jacks. I just had to hope that Kevin or somebody beat whatever Mary had. I folded.
Jill, Rick and Sally all folded quickly too.
"Ok Mary, I've got a pair of aces and sevens," Kevin said. "What have you got this time."
Mary shook her head. "Two pair, kings and sixes," she said as she spread her cards. "Don't forget about Fred. He's still in the pot."
"Well... you can forget about me," Fred said, as he threw his cards away. Obviously, he didn't have anything, so Kevin had won the pot, and I had won my blowjob.
"Ok Fred," Sally said. "Time to show us what you got there." Carrie and Mary both giggled.
"Everyone can buy back as much of their own clothes as they can," Mary said as she started to pull her jeans back up over her hips.
I found my jeans and pulled them on. Kevin was also getting dressed again. At this point both Jill and Fred were sans clothes, but Jill still had a single chip left, so she could simply sit in the corner and try to cover up, while Fred would have to stand up and show the girls what they wanted to see. Carrie's attire consisted of only simple white cotton panties with a flower pattern. Sally still had her jeans and a bra.
"Ok, before Fred entertains you girls, we should award the underpants to the winners," Kevin said. "It looks like I have the most chips amongst the guys, so I get Jill's panties." Kevin grabbed Jill's panties off the floor.
Jill rolled her eyes at the ceiling. This was Jill's dorm room, so she could easily get another pair of panties after the penalty period was over. She was embarrassed about having her panties become Kevin's strip poker trophy.
"Mary, I guess you get Fred's underpants," Kevin said, tossing Fred's underpants to Mary. Mary caught them, but looked at them like she wasn't sure what to do with them.
"Ok Fred," Sally said. "Enough stalling. Stand up and let's get a good look at you."
"Isn't there suppose to be somebody keeping track of the time on this?" Fred asked.
"I'll time it with my watch," said Kevin. "Ten minutes starting now."
Fred glared at Kevin, then slowly stood up to the loud cheers from Sally and Mary. Carrie tried to clap, but found it difficult while covering up her breasts with her arms. Even Jill smiled, but kept her legs pulled up in front of her.
"Ok, let's get some music," said Sally. She turned on the radio and turned the music up loud.
"Ok Fred," said Sally. "Let's see you dance."
Fred looked at Sally. Reluctantly he began to wiggle a little to the music. His erection waved like a conductor's baton as he swayed back and forth to the music.
"No, no Fred," said Sally. "Not like that. Dance like a male stripper...you know..."
"Noooo, I don't know," replied Fred. "This is the only way I know how to dance."
"That's true, Sally," said Carrie. "He's a lousy dancer."
"Why don't you dance with Fred?" Sally asked Carrie.
Carrie cleared throat and tightened her arms across her bare breasts.
"Why don't you dance with him?" Carrie replied.
"Ok, I will," said Sally.
Sally walked over to Fred and began to dance very close to Fred. Sally wiggled her hips and bumped Fred erection with her hip.
"Hey, no touching," Fred protested.
"Geez, lighten up Fred," said Sally. "I just bumped your... your... thingey there by accident."
"It is sort of sticking out there Fred," said Carrie to laughs from everyone.
Sally began to dance again, wiggling her bra-covered breasts at Fred.
"Come on Fred, you can dance better than that," Sally said. "Let's see you wiggle those hips."
Fred tried but he just looked more ridiculous with his woody dancing as much as he was. The song on the radio ended and Fred and Sally stopped dancing. Sally walked over and flipped the radio to another station.
"Come Fred, keep dancing," Sally said. "Your times not up yet."
Sally went over and whispered something to Carrie. Carrie giggled and nodded.
"Ok, time up," said Kevin.
Sally immediately bent over and scooped up Fred's pants and shirt. Carrie opened the door and Sally ran out the door with Fred's clothes in her arms.
"Hey," Fred yelled. "Come back here with my clothes. I was suppose to get my clothes back."
"Oh you will get your clothes back," laughed Carrie. "You just have to catch Sally."
Sally stuck her head back in the door.
"Yoo hoo, Fred, want this," Sally said while waving Fred's pants.
Fred made a rush towards Sally to try to grab his pants, but Sally disappeared down the corridor and Carrie pushed Fred on out the door after her. Carrie slammed the door closed behind Fred and locked it. Carrie was laughing wildly, having completely forgotten that she was topless.
Rick and Kevin were both laughing hysterically. Jill was laughing too, but was also pulling on some panties she had gotten out of her dresser.
Fred started pounding on the door, demanding to be let back in.
"Sally's talking your clothes down to the second floor lounge," Carrie yelled. "You can go down and get them."
"Come on Carrie," yelled Fred. "At least give me a towel or something."
I could hear the sound of girls laughing out in the hall now.
"Maybe you should let him back in," said Mary.
"No, he can go down and get his clothes," said Carrie with a smile. "Give him some practice for next week's game."
How was this practice for next week's game? I would have to ask Mary what that meant.
I could now hear even more people in the hall, but they seemed to be moving away from the room. Carrie had now remembered that she was topless and was putting her bra back on. Jill had her bra back on already.
"I guess I didn't do very well, did I Mary," asked Jill.
"Well... you had some bad luck," replied Mary.
Kevin and Rick unlocked the door and started down the hall after the noise to see what was happening.
"I should have known better than to bet against you," said Jill. "Now my panties are probably going to be on display all over campus."
"You've got to be more careful," said Mary. "Don't bet so much when you don't really need to."
"Why did you bet on that hand, Mary?" Jill asked. "You didn't need to either. Was it just the hand that was too good not to bet?"
Mary smiled. "I had a side bet with Larry I was trying to win, but it looks like Larry won anyway."
Jill looked at me.
"What kind of side bet?" Jill asked.
Mary shrugged. "You know..."
"Oh..." Jill said. "Well, as long as he doesn't tie you to the bed or something..."
"Shhh," said Mary. "Don't give him any ideas."
Tie Mary to the bed, now that was an interesting idea, but what exactly could we do after I tied Mary to the bed? The only thing I could think of was the one thing Mary had made clear we were not going to do.
"Come on Larry," said Mary. "Let's go."
"Don't forget your trophy here," said Jill, pointing to Fred's underpants.
"Oh," said Mary picking them up. "Maybe I'll start a collection of these."
I had my shoes back on now so we headed out of the room into the now deserted hall. Just before the stairs we ran into Sally, still wearing just her bra and jeans heading back towards Jill's room.
"Hey, what happened," Mary asked.
"Oh somebody gave Fred a towel," Sally replied. "Still got a big laugh down in the lounge with just his towel though."
"That was kind of mean," said Mary.
"Well...yeah," smiled Sally. "But Fred deserved it. He told lots of guys he was going to beat some girls at strip poker tonight and make them run back to their rooms naked."
"I hope Fred doesn't try to extract too much revenge on you and Carrie," said Mary.
"Oh, don't worry about that. We can handle Fred," Sally said as she walked off down the hall towards Jill's room.
"Are they really going to play in next weeks game?" I asked, after Sally was out of earshot.
"After that, I'm not sure," said Mary.
As we headed down the stairs we were passed by a group of five or six giggling girls talking about the guy in a towel who had claimed he lost his clothes playing strip poker.
We finally got back to Mary's room, and let ourselves back in.
"Ok, poker shark you won our little bet fair and square, so what little `favor' did you have in mind?"
Continued in Chapter 9

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