Poker Tonight (closed)

[atenai]

"Sam Adams would be great," Andy replied, smiling as she set her tiny purse next to the pile of chips on one side of the table. She sat as gracefully as she could while he was watching her, trying not to act clumsy just in time for him to see. She picked up the deck and begann shuffling, only paying half attention to it; her eyes remained on Mike for the most part.

"Thanks for inviting me over, I'm sorry if I came off as inviting myself when we talked last night." Oh, shit, avoid the phone call discussion! "Are you in the mood to play straight 5-card draw, or shall we change it up some? Maybe that's asking too much while there's beer..." When he opened one for her she eagerly took a sip, anything to stop her mouth from running on.

 

[cecilmike1980]

Smiling at Andy, Mike sat down across from her and divvied out the chips. "I think straight 5-card draw would be fine. Do you want to deal or should I? Shall we start the blind at $5?"

 

[atenai]

Andy pouted at him, though her eyes smiled. "You want all my money, huh?" she whined, unable to not smile after speaking. She was in a good mood, even if she were nervous, and she couldn't help flirting with the man. "I hope it's going to a good cause," she continued, pouting her glossy lips excessively.

 

[cecilmike1980]

Mike smiled across the table as she pouted her lips at him. "Not all of it. Just what you took from me." he replied with a grin. He couldn't help noticing how expressive she was. It made him wonder........ "And it IS a good cause, trust me." he said with a wink.

Mike watched as Andy dealt the cards, covertly sneaking glances at her exposed cleavage.

 

[atenai]

"I suppose I owe you for the beer," Andy replied, looking at her hand after setting the deck down. "Since we hadn't discussed whether we wanted to play with wildcards or not, at least this hand will do without. Remind me once I've had a couple drinks to entertain you with my childhood set of wildcards." She couldn't play poker without remembering learning as a child, and it made her grin, but she did her best to stifle the emotion... poker face!

Ugh. She wasn't particularly impressed with her hand. But she knew she could bluff it along, and maybe taking two would give her something worthwhile. What was the technical term for her hand? Oh right. Jack shit. She quirked an eyebrow at him once she'd laid her cards back on the table face-down. "Your bet, Mike." Was it his imagination, or had she just rolled his name around on her tongue as she spoke?

 

[cecilmike1980]

"No wonder your such a pro." Mike quipped. Mike looked down at his hand and stifled a smile. Not a bad hand.

He looked across the table at Andy and tried to read her. Unfortunately, his eyes kept roaming, sliding sideways to her shoulders, down and over across her breasts. Along with his roaming eyes, Mike's mind started to drift, creating a fantasy scenario where poker took on a different meaning. He snapped back to reality when he heard his name. Looking down, he saw that she had traded in two cards.

"I'll call. Whatcha got?" he asked.

 

[atenai]

What was the point in extending this hand? "I have nothing but an empty beer bottle," she replied easily, setting down the cards. Folding was an option, but it wouldn't change how much money she already had set out. She snagged a chip and dipped it liberally in salsa, which dribbled out over her lip. Andy cleaned her lip with a fingertip, scooping the lost salsa into her mouth and sucking it off, then belatedly realized that the gesture had sensual undertones that she couldn't decide if she'd intended.

"Feel like getting me another?" she asked with a hopeful smile, waggling her beer bottle at him a bit hurriedly in hopes of distracting him from her subconscious slip.

 

[cecilmike1980]

Mike smiled as he reached to take the chips on the table. Then he froze and watched as Andy cleaned off her finger. He didn't know if she meant it to be sexual, but it definitely had an effect on him.

"Uh, sure. Another Sam Adams?" he asked as he got up. He walked over to the fridge and opened it, only realizing then that he was aroused. Shit! I hope she doesn't notice.

 

[atenai]

"Please." Andrea was more than happy to sit idly at the table and watch his ass... when he spoke, however, she blinked and started pulling the loose cards together into something resembling a deck.

Shuffling it together, she busied her hands. Anything to distract herself from how many things she'd already screwed up. The phone call yesterday, now her manners... she needed to get it together. "How about wildcards? Want to play something where there's a chance I can win?" She started to stick out her tongue childishly, then caught herself. Yet one more thing I need to control... hell, I need to control myself, period. "I want my money back. Give to the charity of 'Andy's Education'," she quipped.

 

[cecilmike1980]

"Wildcards sound great. Did you want to designate a particular card or shall we shuffle and pick a card ay random?" Mike said as he popped open her beer and brought it over to her. Mike's arousal was screaming at him to be released, but he suppressed the urge. He wanted to see just how comfortable Andy was around him before he suggested his raised stakes idea.

 

[atenai]

"I usually just deal and then turn up a card, like you do with Whist. Though I learned a lot of games my family's... unique... way, so that might just be me." She accepted the beer with a nod. "Thanks, love, I appreciate it." Shit, did that really just slip out? Andy's eyes widened as she belatedly recognized the endearment. She only did that with close friends, where did that come from? It's not like she was as relaxed here as she was with friends... she was too on edge. "Er... sorry. Hard habit to break." Yeah, habit. Whatever excused it. She couldn't believe the word 'love' had crossed her lips in the presence of a male at all, let alone Mike. 'Dear' maybe, on occasion with a good friend, but never 'love'. Never.

 

[cecilmike1980]

"How did your family play?" Mike asked Andy as he sat across from her. Then he glanced up into her eyes as he heard the word "love". He saw that she was slightly disconcerted at the slip. He smiled across from her and replied, "No problem babe." He hoped that he could somehow relax her and make her more comfortable around him.

 

[atenai]

The line of her shoulders did relax as he responded easily, and her face didn't look quite so shocked. "Well, we used to play five-card double draw, with... heh." She looked away as she laughed, lowering the beer bottle she'd been about to sip from. "I'm not sure I can say it without laughing. Wildcards were... twos, threes, fours, fives, sixes, one-eyed jacks, and suicide king." Andy said it all in one breath, laughing again once she got the muddle out. "If you didn't have a royal flush or five of a kind, you'd lost."

 

[cecilmike1980]

"I gotta say, that's one hell of a way to play," Mike said with a smile. "How about we try that later?" he asked with a smile.

Reaching across the table, he grabbed a chip and dipped it into the salsa before bringing it to his mouth. A piece of tomato hung precariously on the edge. Mike was just able to put his hand underneath and catch the renegade tomato before it fell on him. Popping the chip into his mouth and reaching for a napkin to wipe the salsa off, Mike looked across the table to see Andy suppressing a smile. "Hey, at least I caught it!"

 

[atenai]

Andy pressed her lips together to stifle the wider grin that threatened, and shook her head with eyes innocently wide. "I didn't say anything!" she teased, reaching for a chip of her own with a little bit more delicacy... so there wouldn't be any accidents. "But yeah... it's a hell of a way to play. I'm all for it, it's hilarious. Poker should never be serious."

Chip and salsa safely into her mouth, she pushed the deck towards him and reached for more. "Your deal." The chips were salty and it was delicious with the beer. To hell with it, she decided, and licked her fingertips clean, though in a far less provocatory manner than her earlier salsa slip.

 

[cecilmike1980]

Mike picked up the deck and fanned the cards out on the table. Looking across and smiling as Andy licked her fingers-Wonder what else she can do with that tongue- he said, "Pick a card and we'll use that as a wild."

Taking a swig of beer, Mike reached across and, carefully, dipped a chip into the salsa, making sure to gently shake off any excess before bringing it to his mouth.

 

[atenai]

Andy sipped from her beer bottle, then set it aside when he prompted her. Reaching into the deck at about the two-thirds mark, she picked a card and flipped it over. A jack. "Damn, that's near useless," she commented. "I'd rather have twos be wild, let the jacks be worth the usual face card value. It's nearly as bad as having aces wild." She flipped the card back over and slid it into the deck at a different place.

She shrugged as she leaned back in her seat. "Oh well. Jacks wild." She threw her chip into the center of the table to start them off. "It hasn't come up yet... do you play with aces high, low, or both? I think every poker player thinks differently... I learned with aces wrapping around both high and low, but that was from the same uncle who taught me the twos-threes-fours-fives-sixes wildcard nonsense."

 

[cecilmike1980]

"Jacks are wild. Got it," Mike said after taking another pull on his beer. He began to reshuffle the deck again as Andy threw a chip into the middle of the table. He was just starting to deal out the cards when she asked him about aces.

"I usually play aces high and low. Although aces wrapping high and low would probably make the games go faster," Mike said as he threw a chip into the middle of the table. "We could play wrap around aces when we play crazy wilds."

Mike reached for another chip and salsa. Forgetting to shake off the excess, a blob of salsa falls onto his shirt before he could get it into his mouth. Damn It! Looking across at Andy he said, "Excuse me, I'll be right back." He got up and walked back towards his bedroom, taking off his shirt on the way. After reaching his room, he realized that Andy could see everything from where she was sitting. Hmmmm, maybe I can get her to relax a little more if I'm relaxed. So Mike left the door open and proceeded to change his salsa stained shirt for a clean one.

 

[atenai]

Sounds good to me," she laughed, then was forced to put a hand over her mouth as he stained his shirt. She nodded when he excused himself, afraid to speak in case she burst out laughing. Since she hadn't eaten dinner, she realized the beer was affecting her much faster than usual.

Her brain was telling her to stop swigging from the bottle in her hand when she glanced after Mike and froze. He wasn't drunk, was he? He knew she could see him shirtless, right? If he did, he apparently didn't care, and Andy was inclined to agree... she certainly didn't mind watching. And it made her wonder if she should remove the shirt she wore over her dress... she wasn't showing a whole lot of skin at the moment, not with her bare legs tucked under the table, but the tube dress would also expose her arms and some cleavage with the black button-front shirt removed. Undecided, she unbuttoned the shirt but left it where it was.

 

[cecilmike1980]

Mike picked out a black polo shirt and starting walking back towards the table, putting on the shirt as he walked. Mike knew that he wasn't drunk, but he was definitely feeling a lot more relaxed. Before sitting down, Mike grabbed his beer and chugged the rest of it before heading to the fridge to grab another bottle.

Mike had noticed the extra exposed skin Andy was showing after unbuttoning his shirt and hoped that it meant that she was becoming more at ease around him. After grabbing a beer for himself and another for Andy, Mike popped both open and went back to the table. Setting another Sam Adams down in front of her, smiling, he said, "It looked like you were getting low." Then he sat down across from her and picked up his cards.

Glancing across the table, Mike couldn't help staring at Andy's beautiful body. "I can't remember if I told you this yet or not, but you look great."

 

[atenai]

Andy blushed at the attention even if she wanted his eyes. "Thank you, Mike. And thanks for the refill. I wasn't sure if I should be dressing up or dressing down for a game of poker... I'm glad you approve." And the look in his eyes certainly said as much.

Licking her lips, she downed the last of her beer and grinned as she pulled the new bottle closer to herself. All or nothing. "Were you purposely stripping for me? I can't say I disliked the sight... and it gave me an idea about changing the stakes of our game." Completely flushed with alcohol and embarrasment, Andrea put everything out in a rush, watching his face to see how the statements hit him. Without realizing it, she held her breath, waiting on his answer.

 

[cecilmike1980]

Mike looked across the table at Andy and saw her holding her breath. Gently smilng, Mike responded, "Well I was hoping that you liked what you saw. And I am completely OK with changing the stakes."

Mike hoped that this was going where he hoped it was going. He reached across the table and laid his hand on top of hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Whatever idea you have, I'll be happy to go with."

 

[atenai]

Andrea turned her hand over so she could return the squeeze. "Five card draw, one wildcard as we just picked. Lower the bets, and whoever loses the round removes one article of clothing. I think we're even..." She glanced over him, trying not to blush at undressing him with her eyes. "You're actually one up on me, if you're wearing socks and shoes... but that's fine, you won the first hand." The very tip of her tongue moved over her lower lip nervously, but it seemed that she'd realized the sensual nature of the gesture and was trying to extend it in spite of being nervous.

 

[cecilmike1980]

Mike glanced across the table at Andy and smiled reassuringly. "You're on. But I have to do something first," Mike said. Then he got up and removed his shoes and sat back down again.

"Now we have the equal amount of collateral. Right then, we have bets on the table and cards in our hands. What are you betting first? I'll put my shirt down since you've already seen me without it." Mike said devilishly.

 

[atenai]

"I'll throw in my shirt, too," she agreed, figuring it was safe. It would be when she lost her shoes and had to bet her tube dress that she would find out if she were really planning to go all the way. "Oh, so... lookng, but no touching."

A smile flitted across her face. "That can be for the final rounds, if we get that far," she told him, eyes very pointedly glancing up and down his body. He'd gone for it, so... she would put it all out there, too.