The Poker Game IP

“Sorry, hon,” said Morgan. “My flush beats your straight.”

Sarah took a sip of her white wine and pondered the situation. Then she lifted up her skirt and removed her panty hose.

“Good choice,” said Morgan. “Me? I would have gone for the panties. But soon enough, my darling. Soon enough.”

“Always remember Morgan,” said Sarah, “when undressing, it’s shoes before socks. Panty hose before panties. I’m not Houdini for crying out loud.”

“Very funny,” said Morgan. “Your deal.”

Sarah put down her glass and shuffled.

“Five card stud,” said Sarah. “Nothing wild.”

Morgan took a sip of his beer and picked up his cards.

“Me like,” said Morgan. “I’ll stand pat and it’ll cost you ten pistachios to stay in.”

Sarah looked at her cards and groaned.

“OK, Miss poker face,” said Morgan. “You in or out?

When the hand was over, Sarah again raised her skirt and removed her panties.

“Ah,” said Morgan. “Just toss them on the pile.”

After another two short hands Sarah was out of her blouse and skirt, and was now down to her bra.

“Let’s make this quick,” said Sarah. “Like pulling off a bandaid. High card wins it.”

“I’m with you, my darling,” said Morgan. “The suspense is killing me. What’s the ante?”

“How about a body massage IOU?” said Sarah.

“To take effect immediately?” said Morgan.

“Deal.” said Sarah.

When Morgan pulled a king over Sarah’s seven, she removed her bra and tossed it on the pile of clothes.

“Happy?” said Sarah.

“Like a suckling puppy,”

“Pig,” said Sarah.

Morgan and Sarah’s first night at the nudist colony went better than they expected. And the colony crowd that had gathered around the poker table gave them a round of applause as Morgan hurriedly stripped out of his clothes.

“You’re a great sport, Sarah," said Morgan. “Thanks for doing this with me."

“Till death us do part," said Sarah.

Morgan then tore up the IOU and gave Sarah one hell of a night on the massage table. Minus the colony crowd.