As Tim entered the living room, he was met with the sight of Deniece, in a red chest band and cut-off jeans, revealing much and leaving little to the imagination. Tim realizing that Deniece had put in the effort to dress up for this special night.

Deniece smiled and gave him a playful wink. “Hello there,” she remarked, “I decided to put on something special for the card game. Soon, the other wives will depart, leaving me as the sole person serving drinks and snacks to our guests.”

Around 6:00, the five friends made their way to Tim’s quarters, wondering if this was real and if they might enjoy, what Tim called Poker. As they walked into the living room, they saw that a large round table was set up in the middle of the room with six chairs around it. There was a stack of different color chips on the table in front of each chair.

Tim welcomed them and asked if they wanted something to drink. Deniece entered from the kitchen and the guys stared, not believing how she was dressed. But no one complained. They took their drinks and sat down at the table.

As they sat there talking, asking questions about the rules and other things that might come up during the game. Deniece began refilling their drinks. The guys knew Deniece and talked with her about her work and kids, and told her how good she looked.

While serving them, Deniece playfully flirted with each of the guys, clearly enjoying the attention they were giving her.

As they started to shuffle the cards and deal out the hands, Deniece leaned over to Tim and whispered, “I’m going to ensure these guys have a night to remember.” Tim smiled and winked at her, aware that she was about to add an intriguing twist to the evening.

As the game commenced, the players were entirely absorbed in their cards, yet they found themselves stealing glances at Deniece, who gracefully navigated the room, replenishing drinks and snacks. Her outfit certainly caught their attention.

Deniece, busy pouring drinks and serving snacks, attracted the attention of one of the players, Deniece knew that he was Queen Sofia’s lover, and his name was Karp. He belonged to the Delqarion lineage, known for his charm and flirtatious nature. As Deniece handed him a drink, he smiled and remarked, “You look beautiful tonight, Deniece. The red chest band truly enhances the color of your eyes.”

Deniece felt a warm flush spread across her cheeks as a smile crossed her lips. She said, “And what color are my eyes?” as she reached down and raised his chin so that he was looking into her eyes, not at her nipples.

She was accustomed to the attention of flirtation, yet Karp’s captivating smile had a unique way of making her feel truly special. She engaged playfully, fluttering her eyelashes and responding, “Why, thank you Karp. You look quite dashing this evening.”

Tim was losing more with each passing hand as he found himself out of chips. He had been losing continuously throughout the night, and his mood was becoming worse. In a game that seemed to be playing against him with determination, he gazed attentively at the cards he was holding in his hand, attempting to understand if he stood any chance of winning.

While he was struggling to make sense of his thoughts, Deniece came up behind him. While she was looking over Tim’s shoulder, she got a glimpse of his cards.

She had read the rules and Tim’s three three’s seem like a winning hand. The way he was looking, she couldn’t help but worry about the outcome of the situation. She inquired of him whether or not he felt he could win with those cards.

Tim looked up to her, meeting her eyes. He responded positively, maintaining that he saw promise in what was in front of him, despite the fact that his irritation was growing, and his confidence was shrinking.

In the middle of the hand, Deniece made the decision to step in and assist him. She is always supportive and eager to see him succeed. “Guys,” she yelled out to the players, “I want to assist Tim in his current situation.” It was with a determined expression on her face that she turned back to Tim and questioned about the latest wager that was being placed on the table. “How much is the bet?”

Tim hesitated briefly, then said, “No, I’ll fold.” Looking down seeing no chips.

Deniece immediately considered her choices. “Guys, I want to assist Tim. What is the wager amount, and will my red band cover the wager?” she inquired.

The guys exchanged glances, taken aback by Deniece’s proposal to assist Tim. One of them, a short, man named Mayor Gusha, spoke up, “The current bet stands at 20 chips. However, I believe we can devise a more imaginative approach for you to fulfill the bet, Deniece.”

Deniece glanced at Mayor Gusha and said, “I can imagine what kind of imaginative approach you mean to fulfill the bet, but right now, it’s just not on the table.”

Deniece smiled, aware of the risk she was taking, yet eager to assist Tim. She stated, “I’m prepared to wager my red chest band, but I want to emphasize that this is not just a typical bet. If he emerge victorious, I would love to receive a prize from each of you—something that will enhance the memories of this night even further.”

All of the guys nodded in agreement, indicating that they were interested in Deniece’s idea. Tim, who had been silently monitoring the talk, finally stepped up and said, “I don’t know, guys, I don’t want to put Deniece in a difficult position.”

“Don’t worry, Tim, I can take care of myself,” Deniece stated and continued on with her offer. “In addition, I believe that my red chest band is worth at least twenty chips, so what do you think, guys?”

The men chuckled and agreed, sealing the wager with a nod. Deniece’s red chest band would be awarded to the winner if it weren’t Tim, and the guys all placed their bets.

King Purrless smiled and remarked, “Alright, let’s see what unfolds. Keep in mind, if Deniece comes out on top, everyone will need to settle up, and if she doesn’t succeed, she’ll need to forfeit her red chest band.

The atmosphere in the room was thick with anticipation as the cards were unveiled, determining the destinies of both Deniece and Tim. Eager to see what would happen next, the men eagerly checked their cards to see whether they had the winning hand.

The cards were laid out and everyone looked at Tim’s hand and saw the three’s and checked everyone cards but Karp’s.

Karp smiled and laid down his cards one at a time. The first card was a Two of hearts. The second card was a Ten of Hearts, the third card was a King of Hearts, the fourth card was a King of Clubs, and he slowly placed down the last card, which was a King of Diamonds.

Similar to the other hands, Tim encountered defeat, his dreams broken. Deniece, aware that the hand was coming to an end, moved closer to the victor, Karp.

She circled the table and positioned herself beside him. She gradually started to remove her red chest band, revealing her 36DD’s and her firm nipples. She looked into his face and said, “Here is your prize, but don’t think that you are going to keep it for long.” As she presented him with the red chest band. Karp’s eyes widened in astonishment, and he found himself captivated by Deniece’s breasts.

Karp smiled and said, “I’ll treasure it.” As he could the band from her.

Deniece appeared to be handling everything with ease. She turned slowly and returned to Tim’s side.

The room was enveloped in an uncomfortable stillness, as all eyes were fixed on the unfolding situation. Tim, observing the situation, finally remarked, “I suppose I lost that hand.” He smiled with a hint of irony, and the atmosphere in the room shifted.

“Guys, I would like to stake Tim again. In hopes of getting my red chest band back.”

The room grew quiet once more, the men exchanged glances before turning their attention back to Deniece, who stood before them, her 36DD’s still revealed after relinquishing her red chest band.

Deniece smiled, a sly and flirtatious smile, and said, “I’m offering my pants. If Tim wins, I will retain them and reclaim my red chest band; however, if he loses, I will surrender them to the winner.”

The men exchanged glances before turning their attention back to Deniece, who stood beside Tim, her eyes gleaming with enthusiasm.

Karp, having triumphed in the last hand, remarked, “I believe that’s an excellent idea. I am prepared to accept that wager.”

The others nodded in agreement, and the King Purrless smiled, “Alright, let’s proceed. However, keep in mind, Deniece, that if you lose, you’ll need to part with your pants. And I believe that everyone is aware of what it entails.”

“I am willing to take that risk,” Deniece remarked with a grin that never wavered as she nodded again. “Let’s get it done...”

As the group nodded in agreement to the bet, Tim interjected as he looked up at Deniece, “I’m not so sure, Deniece. I don’t want you to feel like you need to part with your pants. You’re already ... um ... quite exposed.”

“Don’t worry, Tim,” Deniece said with a chuckle. “I believe that you are going to come out on top in this particular hand. So, let’s get it done.”

Tension permeated the room as they dealt the cards. The players held their cards close, anticipation evident on their faces, while Deniece positioned herself beside Tim, her chest still bare and her pants hopefully staying where they were.

The King Purrless observed intently, poised to witness the unfolding events, while Tim glanced at Deniece, his gaze reflecting a blend of anticipation and worry.

Tim picked up his first card, keeping it close to his chest, a three of clubs. He looked at Deniece with a worried look.

The king dealt and Tim picked up a six of clubs, placing it next to the three. Everyone checked their cards.

The king dealt and Tim picked up a Jack of clubs, placing it beside the six. Tim smiled and felt a little better.

The king dealt again, and Tim picked up a 5 of clubs. Slipping it between the 3 and six of clubs. He began to feel that his luck was about to change.

Everyone looked toward Tim and Deniece to see if they could tell if he had the cards this time.

The king said, “Last card, placed it down in front of Tim. Tim slowly reaching over and picked it up. A grin was on his face, the card was a 4 of clubs. Placing it in order between the three of clubs and the five. He now had a flush.

The king started with Karp, Karp folded with a pair of fours.

He turned to Mayor Gusha, he folded nothing.

He turned to Mr. Johnson again he folded also with nothing.

He turned to King Elbert, he said, a pair of two’s and folded.

The king looked at Tim and asked, “You could win back the red chest band if you have the right hand.”

Tim smiled and said, “I believe I have the right hand, I have a flush. As he laid out his cards. Tim reached over to gather the pot.

The king said, “One moment, I haven’t shown my cards.” He laid out a pair of six’s and then drop three Queen’s right next to the six’s. He said, “By the rules you gave us, a full house beats your flush.”

As the hand concluded, Tim’s expression dimmed as he realized that he had been defeated once more.

Deniece, who had been moving about serving drinks, paused in front of him and offered a sympathetic smile. “Apologies, Tim,” she remarked, “it appears you’ve come up short once more.”

The king spoke up, “Indeed, it appears that Tim’s fortune has come to an end. Consequently, Deniece, you will need to settle the payment.”

Deniece nodded, her smile unwavering, and said, “I know. I will relinquish my pants as I vowed.” She began to unbutton her cut-off jeans and turned facing the guys. They all leaned in, anticipating what they were about to see.

The silence returned to the room as Deniece completed the process of slowly sliding her jeans down her legs. Her naked thighs and pussy were the focus of the men’ attention as they all gazed at her directly. she laughed and remarked, “I guess I’m a little more exposed now.” Deniece stated with a smile.

The king chuckled and remarked, “Indeed, I believe that’s putting it mildly. However, there is no need for concern, Deniece; you continue to look beautiful.”

Deniece nodded and approached the king, her naked ass visible to everyone in the room. She stood beside the king, smiling at the other guys, who continued to gaze at her. “I suppose I’m the evening’s entertainment,” she remarked with a chuckle.

She handed her pants to the king and said, “Sorry, they seems to be a little wet.”

The king grasped her pants in both hands, brought them to his nose, and inhaled deeply, saying, “You smell divine.”

Deniene faced the guys and stated, “We’ll have to play one more hand to retrieve my clothes.”

The King inquired, “You possess no further garments; what do you propose?”

Chapter Two

Deniece faced the guys and stated, “We’ll have to play one more hand so I can retrieve my clothes.”

The King inquired, “You don’t have any more clothes; what do you propose?”

Deniece gazed into his eyes and declared, “The use of my body for five minutes!” While waiting for the guys to thing about her offer, she stepped back to Tim’s side.

The king looked at Deniece, then back at the guys, and then back to Deniece, thinking about what she was offering.

“I truly mean it,” she stated. “The winner will have the use of my body for five minutes, which he may use in any way he wishes. However, if Tim wins, I would like all my clothes back.”

The men exchanged glances as they talked about Deniece’s offer and the potential risks and benefits. At last, King Purrless made his voice heard.

“Very well, Deniece,” he said. “You’re on. However, if Tim does not win, you must honor your commitment. No turning back.” He turned to check and see if all the men agreed.

Deniece nodded, her smile remaining steadfast. “Honestly, I wouldn’t want it any other way!” she said.

“Very well, let’s deal the cards and see who will be the winner,” The king stated.

Deniece watched the faces, hoping to get an idea of who thought they might have a better hand than Tim.

Tim just shook his head, feeling a little worried. “Deniece, what have you gotten us into?” he asked.

Deniece smiled and winked at him. “Don’t worry, Tim,” she said, smiling at him. “I know what I’m doing.”

As the cards were being dealt, Deniece returned to serving the drinks and treats, making sure all the guys got a good look at what she was offering. Even though some of the guys had their hands on her ass cheeks, she didn’t say a word, just served the drinks and treats.