Assert yourself over the men so they submit to your authority

“You know what?” you say suddenly, “We should play a game. It’s been a while since I’ve had some fun. What do you say?”

“I love games,” Maria says, “What were you thinking?”

“I know Kyle, you and your dad consider yourself poker masters. Why not poker?”

“Poker’s not a game for women,” Kyle’s dad says.

“That’s okay. Why don’t you have your wife cheer you on, and Maria can cheer for Kyle?”

They seem to agree, and the women clear the table while the men go to the living room to get the cards.

Little does Kyle and his dad know, but you’re a poker expert. And though you start trading wins over the first few hands, after an hour, you’re up by a lot.

“Jesus, you’re bleeding him,” Kyle’s hot mom says, looking at her husband’s dwindling pile of chips.

“I’m not that good,” you lie.

“I don’t think Kyle has enough left to wager,” Maria says.

“Why don’t you wager Maria?” you say out of the blue. “She’s been rooting for you and I wouldn’t mind a cheerleader…”

Kyle reluctantly agrees. When you beat him this hand, Maria is **** to saunter over to your side of the table.

“Why don’t you sit on my lap, for good luck?” you say. You enjoy the humiliated look on Kyle’s face as his girlfriend sets her bottom onto your studly lap.

Kyle doesn’t have anything left to wager. If he wants to continue in the game, he’s going to have to wager something else.