A quick break, and getting back to the game

"I think that I'll use this opportunity to go to the boys room as well". You stated a few moments after Emma had left the games room, and stood up from the poker table. "It makes sense as we're having a quick break".

"Breaking the seal early, hun?" Ria asked with a teasing smile on her lips. "You're going to peeing all night long!"

"That is true. I do have a tiny bladder when it comes to consuming **** it seems!" You replied, with a smile of your own. "Do you guys need anything while I'm up?"

"No, I'm good, thanks". Your wife replied, while Peter shook his head, and pulled out his phone.

Shaking your head at Peter's rudeness you exited the games room, and tried to recall the location of the nearest bathroom from the grand tour earlier.

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After a couple of wrong turns you finally managed to locate the bathroom, and as you turn the handle you discover that it is locked.

"Just a minute!" Emma's singsong voice called out from the other side of the door, and you mumbled out an apology.

A few moments later the door opened. "There you go". The leggy blonde hostess said, and squeezed past you as she stepped out into the hallway. Your nostrils flared as you took in the sweet smelling scent of the perfume that she must have only just applied. The very same perfume that she wore during the sales conference ball a couple of months ago.

Just the smell of her perfume brought back memories of that fateful evening. Emma unashamedly flirting with you, and you doing very little to discourage her. The pair of you dancing together. The kisses that you shared with each other. Emma telling you that she'd fallen in love with you. "Your wife is really nice, Dan. I'm glad to have finally met her". Emma said, as she turned around to meet your gaze.

"It's obvious that she likes you too, Em". You replied, noticing that she'd taken her hair out of her hippie esque locks, meaning that her silky golden hair was down, making her look every inch the model that she once was. You recalled that moments after she let her hair down in her hotel room, she had sunk to her knees before you, and would have given you a blowjob had you not stopped her. You could feel your cock swell inside your boxers at the memory of Emma offering herself to you. A memory that - to your great shame-you've found yourself recalling over the past few weeks a lot more often than a happily married man should.

"I'm glad to hear that. I could do with another female friend. It'll make a pleasant change from dealing with the 'laddish culture' at work". Emma stated, as she flashed her pearly white teeth your way. "Are you enjoying your birthday weekend, Dan?"

"It's been most enjoyable, thanks. The festival was great, but I never imagined that Ria and I would end up playing Strip Poker in your home with Peter and yourself!" You replied with a smile of your own.

"Well, life is full of surprises.... and unexpected opportunities". Emma remarked, her electric blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

Before you could reply Emma turned smartly on her heels, and made her way back to the games room, leaving you to once again watch the exaggerated sway of her luscious hips, and her heart shaped ass.

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"There he is!" Emma called out upon your return to the games room, after finishing up in the bathroom . "We thought that you'd gotten lost!"

"Are you OK, hun?" Ria asked, managing to look concerned despite the fact that she's more than a trifle tipsy.

"Yeah, I'm fine". You say in way to reassure your wife and hosts. "Just answering the call of nature".

"Well, I hope that you flushed, and used the air freshener after having your dump, Dan!" Peter exclaimed, causing the girls to cry out "Ewww!" simultaneously.

"I normally need to leave it for about half an hour, before I go to the bathroom after Dan's been in there!" Your normally shy and retiring wife stated, causing your cheeks to turn red in embarrassment. "His poos stink!" Ria added, the **** seemingly emboldening her further still.

"Shall we play?" You asked, hoping to turn the conversation away from your bowel movements.

Alas the hostess ensured that it did not without one last gentle jibe at your expense "Only if you washed your hands!" Emma teased with a mischievous smile. "Thoroughly".

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On the third hand in the first round since the break and the changing of the rules your cards are a rather respectable Ace and Queen, but sadly off-suit. Having not been particularly aggressive in the previous couple of hands you decide that it's time to make a move, and throw in a few tokens, which everybody else called.

Unfortunately for you when the flop came down all three of the cards revealed are of no good to you . It was time for a bluff, so you bet heavily. Both Ria and Pete decide to fold, but Emma smiled, as if she saw right through you, and called your bluff. The turn card came, a useless deuce, but the river card was a Queen! Neither of you bother to bet anymore tokens, meaning that it was time for Emma and yourself to place your cards openly on the table for all to see. Emma had pocked Jack's, which would have won her the hand had it not been for the Queen of Diamonds which had appeared on the river.

"You lucky sod! I knew that you were bluffing!" Emma declared, as she shook her head in mock disgust at your rather fortunate victory. "Looks like I'm the big loser of this round". She said, after examining the paltry amount of her markers still in her possession.

"Finally the ladies are taking some clothes off!" Peter whooped, and took another deep swig of his drink.

"What do you want me to take off, Dan?" Emma asked. The tone of her voice was one of gentle amusement, but both her smile, and electric blue eyes contained a mischievous edge to them.

A not very small part of you wanted to tell Emma to take off her top, and reveal the bra containing her large breasts to your eyes. Perhaps she was wearing some lacy underwear similar to what she wore during her Ann Summers photo shoot, but other than it being 'poor form' to ask your glamorous host to take off her Rolling Stones top straight off the bat there was also the fact that your wife was sitting right next to you.

"Er, you can choose what to take off, Em". You say, deciding to take the safe route, and allow the glamorous blonde to make the choice herself. "There's got to be a perk of being the hostess after all!"

"Coward!" Peter remarked with a mocking smile, to which Emma laughed but from the way Ria smiled at you it was obvious that she approved, making it clear in your mind that you'd made the right call.

With a mischevious smile on her beautiful face Emma rose to her feet, and took a few steps back from the table, allowing Pete, Ria and yourself to clearly see what she's about to do. Her slender hands reached for the silver buttons on the waist band on her denim shorts, and ever so slowly started to undo the buttons. The sound of the buttons being undone is lost in the sounds coming from the background music coming from Emma's blue tooth speaker, and your heavy breathing . The stunning blonde alternated her gaze between Pete, Ria and yourself every few seconds, making sure that all three members of her audience are fully captivated in her little strip tease.

When the last button is finally undone Emma turned around, her slender fingers reached for the short's waistband and started to tug the denim down. You're not sure whether it's because the shorts are so tight, or that Emma was simply being a tease - although if you had to place money on the matter you would choose the later - the curvaceous former model began to shimmy her heart shaped booty back and forth in order to get the denim garment down over her large hips. As her ass swayed about spectacularly you glanced over at Ria, whom nibbled on her bottom lip nervously, with an expression of unease, and - although you couldn't be certain-lust, as she watched her new friend continue to undress before her very eyes.

Averting your gaze from your wife back to the equally beautiful curve blessed blonde, you're were barely able to restrain a guttural groan, upon discovering that Emma had finally succeeded in pulling her denim shorts down far enough for her spectacular heart shaped ass to come into view. Just like her breasts the buxom blonde has a booty that doesn't just rival, but in fact surpassed any women that you'd ever been with, for Emma possessed a pair of large, yet firm looking buttocks, barely covered by an comfortable looking, yet very daring pair of black lacey panties that wouldn't have looked out of place in the catalogue of a certain high street adult clothing store.

Peter, Ria, and yourself were all utterly captivated watching Emma finally finish stripping out of her tight denim shorts however, giving the three of you an even better look of her spectacular bubble butt as she bent over to step out of them. Emma flashed a seductive smirk your way show as she gaze locked onto you, when she looked at her three guests over her shoulder, clad in nothing more than her Rolling Stones top, revealing panties, and high heels.