057

The other two were designed for the overall winner and loser. In one the overall loser would masturbate themselves to orgasm for the overall winner. The others could be present or not at the loser's choice. I'd masturbated for Tanner, though he'd never done so for me. I could admit to a certain amount of curiosity regarding how men masturbated and what it looked like and even how another woman might do it since I'd never seen a woman do it either. It bordered on a sex act with another, but involved no touching of another person.

The remaining one was the loser had to masturbate the winner to orgasm. Again, it could be with only the two or with the others present. The spouse could pay the penalty for the loser. It would save Tanner from having to masturbate Stan or vice versa, but it also meant the chances of my having to masturbate Stan would double. I assumed Tanner would masturbate Kathy himself and accept it from her without issues, but if Stan was the overall winner and either I or Tanner the loser, I would be masturbating Stan. It would consist of fondling another person to orgasm. Kathy would be happy to touch me to orgasm, which I could also see as not being an issue for Stan, but would Tanner feel the same way if Stan made me cum?

I was surprised he'd say he had no issue with it. Was he doing it for their benefit, to show he was as sophisticated as they were, expecting I'd reject it anyway? I briefly considered testing whether he truly had no issues by agreeing to it, but I could not persuade myself to do so, even though I'd done much worse recently. Perhaps it was because I'd done much worse I couldn't. I remembered how Tanner seemed to become rougher with me when he thought he needed to reassert his dominance as my lover. If Stan or I ended up masturbating the other to orgasm, how rough would he become.

That brought me back to the first of the two overall penalties. It was a step up from mere nudity to be masturbating for another person. I assumed I would do Tanner in private if he won and I lost. If anyone else won, I would want Tanner to be there so he knew nothing other than masturbation took place, which meant everyone would be watching me masturbate, not just the winner. The alternative was if I was the winner and anyone else won. It was the loser's choice. If anyone else was the loser, and I was the winner, they would decide who they masturbated in front of. It might only be me. How crazy would it make Tanner if Stan masturbated only for me? Again, I assumed Kathy would create no problems for him, no matter who she masturbated for.

The question became one of how ready I was to be the wet blanket of this party. I eventually decided on the first and not the second. I was unwilling to touch anyone else or have them touch me. It had too many land mines. It took several minutes for me to run all the choices through my head, but no one pressured me, waiting calmly as I made up my mind.

"I'll agree to the kissing and to the loser masturbating themselves, not the other."

"Let's get started then," Stan said. "Draw for deal, dealer's choice on the game."

"Unless we want to play at the table," Tanner said, "I suggest we play on the bed in the bedroom."

Nobody had a problem with the suggestion and we adjourned to the king size bed.

We drew and I became the first dealer, calling five card draw. Poker is a game of percentages, the more cards in play, the better your chance of getting a good hand. Five card stud meant every player only had five cards to make up a hand. Five card draw gave you up to nine cards to make up a good hand. Seven card stud, gave you seven, seven card draw up to eleven. Texas hold 'em gave you seven cards, but four of the cards belonged to everyone, so if four aces showed up in the flop, everyone had four aces and the blind cards would determine the winner. Running bluffs in strip poker was next to impossible, especially since we weren't betting clothing items. You either had the cards or you didn't. In a draw game, you could bluff a little by standing pat, thereby making your opponents think your hand was good enough not to draw replacement cards and hope they folded, but if you tried it too often, your opponents would figure it out and make you pay.

The other part of poker consisted of knowing your opponent; how risky or safe someone played, if they had tells which gave away good or bad cards. Some psychology and skill at body language helped to know if their cards were good or they were running bluffs. In strip poker; unless you were playing a draw game, you couldn't bluff at all, so it was primarily playing percentages on the likelihood of a good hand. I'd decided I was going to play a conservative game, trying to get a gauge on how the others played poker. Unless I felt I had a sure fire winner, I would fold most of my hands to see what everyone else was doing.

I dealt and got a pair of twos. I folded; Tanner won and Kathy lost. She took her drink, shed a necklace, and they both stood and kissed. It looked like a fairly chaste kiss, without much tongue, though I expected that wouldn't last throughout the evening. I kept a close eye on the other players for the next eleven hands, trying to determine how they played. Kathy seemed to take risks, but I suppose she didn't really care if she was naked. She didn't really start to buckle down until she lost her first three items, the necklace and shoes; all but her blouse, shorts and underwear. Tanner had lost two items, but he lost on good hands, which meant he was playing conservatively; wasn't taking needless risks. He took his drinks and lost his watch and a bracelet. One of his losses was to Stan. I kissed Stan for him and Stan was somewhat gracious, a mostly chaste kiss until right before the kiss ended when he parted my lips with his tongue. Stan lost one item, a watch, also on a good hand. The rest of the time, people had folded. The only time I'd stuck in the game thus far was when playing five card stud, I had a pair of aces which I thought was fairly safe and it was; I won the hand, beating Tanner who I'd been happy to kiss, passionately.

The third time I dealt, I called Texas hold 'em. I got two small spades in my blind and the first flop was another spade; a possible flush which wasn't bad for this game. The next two flop cards were both aces and I saw Kathy's eyes widen momentarily on the second one, so I guessed she had at least one more ace in her blind. Tanner and Stan both dropped out. I figured I could stick around a little longer. The last flop was another spade. I picked up my cards like I thought of throwing them in, then set them down again as if I wasn't sure. Let's see what Kathy made of that. I dealt us both the last blind. I watched Kathy pick up hers and it didn't seem her expression changed, so I guessed it didn't make a difference. I picked mine up and tried to keep my face neutral when I saw the fifth spade. It would be hard to guess I had a flush as three of the spades were blind. I'd stayed in the game, so Kathy had to assume I had at least another pair to go with the aces on the table. Two pair is the minimum you'd usually stick around for in a seven card deal. If she had a blind ace, I couldn't have two, so four of a kind was out of the question. It was possible we both had three aces, and then a high secondary card would be the winner. I knew I had no ace, so the question was did she have both, or only one. If she had both, I lost. Only one and I won unless she also had another pair for a full house. With a flush, I had to take my chances. I laid them down.