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Poker (Poke her) Party

It had been a few weeks since my 'performance evaluation' (see my performance evaluation) with my boss. The office had gotten a bit more familiar too. Now the inadvertent brushes and groping had gotten more pronounced (at least with me). Bob had taken to patting me on the butt and a light nipple tweak here and there after I admitted not wearing underwear at my evaluation. He'd also made it a point of being observant when I'd move through the sunny parts of the office hoping, I'd imagine, using the bright light as a sort of x-ray to see through my outfits.
To understand what was going on one needed to be privy to what went on at my evaluation. My wearing a short and somewhat revealing dress a bit of exhibitionism on my part along with Bob's attentiveness and slight inebriation made for an interesting evening. The fact he could not remember most of it was almost comical. I wasn't going to tell him. He did however suspect something did happen referring to his disheveled state when he awoke the next morning. While I did smile at his comments, I refused to tell him his cock had fit nicely into my very wet and excited pussy or that the young man who helped me get him home had fucked my brains out as I administered to his still hard manhood.
"Joanne, I've got a favor to ask."
"Sure Bob, what is it?"
"I have a few friends coming over for a poker party this weekend and I was wondering if I could get you to be my hostess?"
"I don't know," I said. "Would I know any of them?"
"Well Jim will be there (referring to one of the other partners) and two others you probably don't know. I've played with them before. The others are married and when they host their wives are usually around to provide drinks and make sure the snacks are available. I would appreciate it," he added.
"Hmm. I'll have to think about it. Nothing planned for the weekend yet but I do go out with some girlfriends at times," especially when no one was going to be home I thought.
For the next two days he pestered me until I realized none of my partners in crime (girlfriends) would be able to go out cavorting this weekend. We have, on occasion, gone bar hopping enticing young men to dance buy us drinks and every once in awhile dinner. The evenings usually involved some hot conversation, light touching and an occasional grope. Once it involved a bit of oral, given and received, in the back seat of a car in the parking lot. Just your 'typical' girls' night out.
When asked on Wednesday afternoon I relented and agreed to serve as hostess.
"What will I have to do," I asked again.
"Just make sure the snacks are refreshed along with our drinks. Your presence alone should liven things up," he offered.
"That's it? Anything else?" I was more than a little suspicious having heard of some of the previous poker parties the guys had attended.
"Well, I do have an outfit I'd like you to wear for the party. If you don't want to I'll understand but I think it would be fun.
"Let me see it," I told him.
He walked to his office with me following and closed the door behind us. Reaching into a shopping bag he pulled out a FedEx box from a costume shop in California.
"Take it home, try it on. If you like wear it Saturday night, if not wear whatever you'd like. In any case it's yours to keep."
"Ok. I'll try it on but no promises," I said.
"Fair enough."
That night I tried on the skimpy little French Maid outfit on including the fishnet stockings and expensive black stiletto heels that accompanied the outfit. How in the hell did he know my shoe size I wondered but realized he had ample time to check the sizes when we changed into our office sneakers. I was sure the shoes were worth much more than the outfit and decided the least I could do was wear it if he was buying it for me. Might actually be fun, if I wanted it to.
Saturday afternoon came soon enough and I laid the outfit out on my bed. Hair ribbon, outfit, apron, petticoat, ruffled panty, black fishnet thigh highs and the black stilettos. Quite an outfit for a bunch of beer guzzling card players. Slowly removing the little I still had on I surveyed myself in the bathroom mirror. Not too bad if I say so myself. My exercise regimen had kept my weight down and I've remained in relatively good shape for a lady of my years. Still turn heads I thought remembering a few weeks ago when two gentlemen (used loosely lol) wined, dined and danced with me. Afterwards I was straddling one while sucking on the other and finally having the younger provide me with multiple orgasms while filling my pussy with his 20 something cum.
"Need to get moving, "I told no one in particular, as I started my bath and pulled out my shaving instruments. An hour and a half later I emerged from the bath nicely scented, my armpits, legs and especially my pussy nicely shaved. My hair was mostly up but a few ringlets hung down from the sides and a little makeup giving my eyes that smoky look. Another 30 minutes to dress and downstairs to find an appropriate coat to wear. Probably turned out to be the hardest decision of the night (up till this time anyway). My long coats were winter coats and the others were short coats for cool spring and fall evenings. Most of these barely covered the outfit making me look naked under it. I finally picked out a short black coat and hoped I wouldn't need to get out of the car before arriving at Bob's house.
Sitting in the car I noticed the skirt rode up to just below my waist and the front of my panties was exposed above my thigh highs. Most couldn't see me with the few exceptions being truck drivers and suv owners. I didn't advertise by using the dome light but the waning evening light and street lamps provided ample opportunities. A few waved, a couple honked their horns I was glad I could provide a little distraction.
Pulling up to Bob's house I noticed the driveway was full and another car was parked directly in front. Parking in front of his next door neighbor was my next best alternative. That house was dark but the neighbor next to him was out in the front yard. Across the street another neighbor was on his porch. Not wasting anytime I opened my car door and stepped out. While getting out of the car didn't draw much attention, my new heels clicking on the neighbors drive did. Both neighbors looked up from what they were doing to watch me walk up the drive, down the sidewalk and up Bob's driveway. I'm sure it was quite a sight, my brief hostess skirt barely visible under my short coat. Basically a coat and a pair of legs wrapped in fishnet atop a pair of black patent leather 4" stilettos. Feeling a little slutty in my attire I decided to drop my keys on Bob's driveway. Stopping and looking down I bent at the waist to retrieve them, making sure my bottom was pointed in the direction of my two admirers. Spending a bit more time than necessary I guessed Bob may have a few questions from his neighbors before the weekend was over. Standing upright again I continued to his front door and rang the bell.
"Come on in," Bob announced as he opened the door. "How are you doing today Joanne?"
"Fine. Not too late am I?" I said as I stepped in and took off my coat. I knew I was a bit early but thought I'd ask anyway.
"No not at all. Haven't even started yet."
Bob led me to the family room which was adorned with two leather sofas, some end tables with lamps and a circular card table. Two of the three guys were there already as we walked in.
"Guys say hi to Joanne," he called out. Both turned and it was obvious my attendance was unannounced by their host. Their eyes got wide and they seemed to stammer out their hellos'.
"Don't be so tongue tied guys," I cajoled as I sided up to Jim (the other doc from the office). "We're going to be spending some quality time together tonight so don't be shy. I know Jim, so who is this fine gentleman," as I leaned up against his shoulder.
"Tim. Hi. Nice outfit."
"Thanks. Bob got it for me." I twirled around slowly giving them all a good look from all angles.
"Wow, very nice. Good idea to have a hostess at our parties Bob," Tim announced.
"Hmm. Bob told me that some of the wives played hostess for the games." I glanced over at Bob who looked guilty as hell. I'd have to discuss this with him later.
"Who's missing?" I asked.
"Steve's not here yet. He called and said he's running a little late, maybe fifteen minutes at most."
"Ok. Let's see, seems you all have your drinks right now. Snacks anyone?"
"Maybe in a little bit Joanne. Let me show you where everything is," bob said.
Following Bob into the kitchen I could feel the guys' eyes on me as my heels clicked over the hardwood floor. Bob's kitchen was a bit Spartan but the refrigerator was well stocked with beer, soft drinks and the counter had a number of snacks and serving bowls.
"So the other wives participate in the poker parties," I challenged.
"My bad. Ok I was just trying to liven things up a bit. We've been having some trouble getting four participants let alone six or more. I suspect you being here may change the numbers in the future."
"I bet, but my attendance tonight didn't actually come about under the most honest of circumstances."
"I know, sorry. Listen, I've been thinking I should pay you for doing this. I'm sure you have better things to do this evening."
"No actually I don't and I agreed to do this for free. I'm not sure I'd want to get paid for tonight."
"Ok. Well, let's see. I'm drinking Guinness, Jim and Tim I think drink Bud, I know don't laugh, they like it and Steve will have the Sam Adams. When we're all here you can bring out the snacks."
Just then the doorbell rang. Calling out that I may as well get it I walked to the front door, passing the family room entrance, and halting all conversation in the room. Steve was looking away from the door when it opened and as he turned my way his jaw dropped.
"Hi Steve, I'm Joanne. Come on in the guys are waiting."
As he came in the neighbor across the street got a second glimpse of me as I let Steve in.
"Can I take your coat?" I asked, holding my arm out. Doing that actually made my boobs look bigger as they swelled in my shelf bra.
He had a hard time deciding as he focused on my chest.
"Uh. Sure. There you go," handing me his coat. "Thanks."
Bob lead him into the other room while I opened the closet and hung up his coat. Proceeding back to the kitchen, again eliciting silence as I walked by, I started working on getting the snacks together. Hearing them start to play I gathered up the snacks and brought them in. Again it got very quiet.
"Guys listen; you're going to give me a complex if you keep clamming up when I walk into the room. Do I look that bad?" twirling around to give them a look from all sided. "Or is it this tacky outfit Bob got me?" I reached down and lifted the skirt as if to examine it, showing everyone my frilly panties. Letting the skirt fall back I ran my hands down the sides of the outfit, again making my boobs swell inside the top.
"No. No." They all chorused. "It's just were not used to a good looking woman serving us at our games. It will take a bit of getting used to."
"Ok let's not take too long though. It's getting unnerving," I smiled.
They started to lighten up after that. Joking, making colorful comments and a few light touches every once in awhile. After about their fourth round, shirts were being unbuttoned, comments were flying back and forth and the conversation was getting a bit raunchier. As I was becoming the butt of some of their comments I felt it necessary to retaliate in kind.
"That outfit doesn't cover much Joanne."
"Your shirts just don't cover enough," I'd reply.
"I'd be winning more pots if I wasn't so distracted by your ass."
"You'd be winning more pots if you weren't such an ass."
"Are those tits real?"
"That hair CAN'T be real."
As I'd bring them another beer I'd lean my hip against their shoulders and rub my hand over their other shoulder or maybe down their chest if the shirt was unbuttoned. Lean over and ask them out loud how they were doing, knowing full well my boobs were almost spilling out of the top as my bottom was exposed to another player who would at times give it a pat or a slap. Some would place their hand on my ankle or calf and rub it and others (Steve and Bob) would run their hand up my leg to my thigh.
Despite my decision to not accept any pay form Bob the guys would hand me a chip or two for delivering a beer or getting some additional snacks. Now that they'd had five and six so far the tips were getting more prolific. A dollar for a kiss, neck massage back rub. Two to sit on their lap while they held my ass.
"I'll give you ten dollars if you show us your tits," Bob exclaimed.
Looking around the room I quickly decided I'd do it and slid my top down a bit. Both popped into view.
"Nice," they chorused.
"Come on over, "bob said.
Sauntering over he pulled me down onto his lap. Then reaching up he tweaked my nipple a bit to make it even harder. Leaning over as if to kiss it I pulled back a bit.
"Wait a minute you said you wanted to see," I chided him.
"Give you another five to lick it."
Without answering I pulled his head to my tit and let him lick and suck away. Jim and Tim seemed a bit taken aback but Steve seemed very interested.
"How about twenty for the panties," Steve offered.
"Hmm. I don't know. Let me think about it," I replied.
The next rounds I brought out had me sitting on everyone's lap and they all seemed to enjoy my bare boobs and took me up on the fondling offer. All the breast sucking and licking had gotten me awfully excited and it didn't long for one of the guys to notice.
"Little wet down there aren't we," Tim stated, as I sat on his lap.
"Yeah, there's a direct connection between my boobs and my pussy I think. When they get stimulated my pussy decides it wants some action too."
"Fifty dollars for the panties," Steve offered.
I'd already decided they'd come off sooner or later so I relented.
"Ok," I smiled. "Fifty bucks." I climbed off of Tim's lap and swayed over to Steve. Standing next to him I lifted my skirt up.
"For fifty you get to take em off." Steve made a show of reaching up to the waistband and tucking his fingers in. slowly moving his hands front to back he started sliding the panties down. The little dimples on my back were already showing and the guys behind me started to groan as my butt came into view. First just the top of my crack then slowly more and more cheek was exposed. Steve and Jim, who was to his right, were getting an equally enticing view from the front. Sliding the panties off my hips he watched as more and more skin showed under my belly button. One inch then two, wondering whether I trimmed or left natural, at three getting nervous. Then that little curve in the otherwise flat smooth façade. Where the pussy just starts, that little curve at the top of the slit.
"Oh God, she shaves completely," he breathed. Sliding them completely off he and Jim watched a tiny string of pussy juice trail from my lips to the panty until it couldn't stretch anymore. From behind Tim and Bob didn't see that but got a great view of my bare ass and the swollen lips protruding just below it. Leaning over just a little, sticking my ass toward Tim, I reached down and slipped them off my ankle.
"There you go," I said, handing them to Steve.
"Have a seat," Steve turning a little sideways in his chair and holding out his arms.
Sitting in his lap in took just seconds before his lips were on my nipple. Like a hungry baby he lapped and sucked for all he was worth.
"Nothing there Steve," I said. "It's been awhile.
"Doesn't hurt to try," he smiled.
Jim and Tim were looking a bit uncomfortable despite their apparent slight inebriation and were folding up their cards and chips.
"I need to get going," Jim blushed.
"Yeah, me too," Tim chimed in. Obviously both thinking things were getting a bit out of hand. Taking their time cleaning up while watching Steve, they sped up considerably when Steve plunged two fingers into my very wet pussy.
"God is she wet," he exclaimed.
"Hey Bob, I trust you," Jim said. "Cash me out and I'll pick my money up Monday. Give Joanne fifty for being such a great hostess too."
"Yeah same here," Tim offered. "I'll drop by sometime during the week."
"Let me show you out," Bob said, but they were already at the door and opening it. "Well Ok then'" he said as the door closed behind them.
Steve's fingers were performing magic in my pussy, rubbing my clit and g-spot at the same time. Prancing around all evening, baring my breasts, ass and pussy to a group of men had me really wound up. My pussy was literally cumming all over his hand as he over stimulated me with his fingers and lips. Holding his head to my tits I bounced up and down on his fingers using them as a substitute cock.
"Bob you need to feel this pussy," he groaned. "It's sopping wet."
Taking his fingers out of me for a minute he licked one then the other.
"Let me taste," I whispered to him.
Plunging his fingers back in he managed to whip up another batch, then pull them out and feed it to me. Moaning I rubbed my cunt on his leg leaving quite a wet spot. As I finished the finger tasting I gazed into his eyes.
"Let me see your cock," I ordered. "Drop em now."
Helping me off his lap for a moment he undid his belt and slid his pants and boxers off in one easy motion. Before they were at his ankles I was on my knees and moving my mouth towards his head. Slowly engulfing his cock I noticed the precum already pooling on it as it sunk into my mouth.
"Hmm." Starting a slow and deliberate suck and lick regime I noted he was about average, not too long or wide, with a nice set of balls on him. From the looks of them he was already pretty horny as they weren't hanging down low but making their way upwards in anticipation of releasing their product. As I gave his cock a tonsil massage I fondled his balls also. Being busy with Steve I lost track of Bob until he placed his hand on my ass.
'Hope you don't mind Joanne, but this is just way too hot."
Placing the now somewhat familiar cockhead up to my pussy he slowly pushed into me. Once past the outer lips he slowly sank further until he came to rest at my cervix. I visualized the head drooling precum, lubricating my vagina, smearing precum and semen all over my cervix taking possession of my pussy. The size of that head and the sawing motion in my pussy was incredible. My g-spot and clit, acting at one, flooded my cunt with even more juice. Losing my concentration, Steve helped by holding my head and fucking my mouth. While I assumed I knew what was happening in my pussy, I knew for sure in my mouth. The salty taste and groans from Steve told me his cock was running like a garden hose. Pulling my mouth off his cock I looked up.
"I want this in my cunt Steve. Fuck my cunt with this big cock," I ordered.
Pulling Bob out of me I turned around and offered my pussy to Steve. Not skipping a beat he plunged into the wetness. Bob had a questioning look until I said," I love the way I taste on a cock, lemme taste."
Wrapping my lips over his big head I immediately tasted my pussy juice and the distinct aroma of male sex. Sucking, licking, giving him a tongue lashing and trying to swallow it gave him no reason to feel cheated. God it felt like a pole had been driven through me. Bob's big fat one slowly enjoying my mouth while Steve's pistoning me like there was no tomorrow. Little and big orgasms washed over me as they enjoyed my sex toys. Reaching back and fondling Steve's balls I found them tight to his cock in that ready to cum position. Using a favorite technique of mine, I rocked my hips, rubbing that hard ring of cervix over his cockhead. That was all it took. He groaned, became a bit spastic, and pumped me full of cum. So much cum that I thought he hadn't had any in quite awhile. Five, six, seven forceful pumps I think before it was over.
While he basted in my sloppy pussy I could taste the familiar evidence of precum on Bob's Cock.
"How about seconds' big boy," I asked.
Without replying he proceeded to pull me off of Steve and turn me around. As I turned Steve' copious load started to present itself at the entrance of my pussy. Sliding his head up my crack, Bob wetted it with Steve's cum and then pushed into me. Some cum wetted his cock further and some oozed out along the sides but a goodly amount was fed back into my pussy where it was pushed into my uterus. Almost instantaneously, I felt another batch of orgasms coming. Bob's fat cock in my over stimulated cum filled cunt was too much for me. Wave after wave of o's cascaded over me. I wasn't sure where I was until I felt something warm and wet on my cheek. Opening my eyes Steve was trying to feed me his cock, which still had some come drooling from it and seemed to be getting hard again. Opening my mouth and sucking him in I was rewarded with a bit more of his cum. Not lost on Bob, Steve using my mouth got him even more excited. As Steve's lubricating deposit was used up or transferred to the further reaches of my body Bob supplied his own lubricant. His larger cock with its even wider cockhead was playing a symphony in my pussy. Raking over my g-spot, poking and prodding my cervix and its larger girth stretching my lips which drew my clit down to me stimulated also. While I don't usually squirt I do get awfully wet and I felt myself get sloppy in short order.
"Man I think she squirted," Bob told Steve while he continued to pummel me.
"Hmm. Get on your back," I told Bob as I looked back at him. Complying, he pulled out and rolled over on the floor. Mounting him I reached back and guided his cock back into my cunt. Glancing up at Steve I said, "Now that you're hard again, how about fucking my ass."
Couldn't have gotten into position any faster. Bob pulling out for just a second so Steve could lube his cock up with my juice, he placed the head against my ass and slowly pushed. Helping him by pushing back we were soon past the sphincter and on the downhill side. Then Bob pushed back into me. Lightening, thunder you name it, it was all happening in my head. The sensations were incredible. Both squeezing in me, sawing against each other, every nerve in my bottom being worked over and transmitting pleasure signals to my brain. As they pumped into me I rode them, my nipples got extremely hard, I flushed, broke into a sweat, moaned, groaned, squealed and squirted all over Bob.
One huge orgasm overcame me as Bob started unloading his balls into my cunt. Being damn near airtight down there I could only imagine where all that cum was going. The swelling pumping and spraying felt even more pronounced due to the tightness. If the cum wasn't coming out, I thought, it was being pumped directly into my uterus. I fantasized about by uterus being filled, then my tubes filling and finally his cum bathing my ovaries. Then I passed out.
I awoke the next morning in Bob's bed. Reaching down I felt my bottom. Both pussy and ass were oozing cum and were definitely sore. I knew Steve must have came in my ass, just not sure when. It didn't feel like Bob had partaken or I'd be even more sore. Rolling over and pulling the covers back I noticed the rest of my outfit was missing. Lying naked in bed with two guys cum oozing out of my well used bottom I reflected on how this all happened. Deciding I enjoyed it as much as they did, maybe more I padded out of his bedroom naked and found him in the kitchen.
"Hey sleepy, get a good night's rest."
"Exquisite," I purred, as I gave him a kiss. "Let me know when the next game is."
"Steve took the outfit. I guess he wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream."
Laughing I said it was alright. Heading to the front door I retrieved my coat. Putting it on, I sauntered back to Bob.
"How much did I make last night," I smiled.
"Six hundred bucks, can you believe it?"
"No but it feels like it," I commented, as I rubbed my swollen and still wet pussy.
"Stay for some breakfast. I'm buying."
"No. Need to get going. Just put my 'winnings' in an envelope. I'll pick it up at the office on Monday."
"Everything ok with you," he asked. "I mean about last night."
"Yeah. I'm an adult, I enjoyed it. Didn't get too out of hand."
"Good, I wasn't sure. You serious about hostessing another?"
"Sure it was fun. Just give me some lead time," I said as I headed for the door.
Outside the sun was already shining quite brightly and I started down the driveway to my car. Bob's neighbor was outside again, hopefully not waiting for me to come out since last night. As I walked by he said good morning. I turned towards him, waved and said good morning also. What I forgot was I had not zipped up my jacket. Bob's neighbor got a good look at my tits and shaved pussy as I waved to him.
Have a nice day I thought.


Nvr2l84fun
1/6/2011

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