Nigel

The scene was set. Mark held his cards before him looking confident. Nigel was hesitant, while Peter just looked distracted. His cards lying face down on the table. The former two were eyeing each other and Selena couldn’t be seen.

“Are you gonna call or what Nigel?” Mark asked getting antsy as he glanced at the large pile of chips in the pot.

“What’s the call?” Nigel asked.

“150 are you in or out?” Mark grunted.

“Call 150.” Nigel answered throwing his chips in.

“Ohhhh!” Peter groaned as he looked at the pile stacking up.

“Read it and weep Nigel. Two pair aces and sevens.” Mark said confidently.

“Trip sevens Mark.” Nigel countered.

“Goddammit!” Mark barked, “That’s the whole pot. Can I buy back in?”

“Always happy to take your money Mark.” Nigel said smugly gathering his winnings, “I don’t think Peter has anything to say anyway.” He continued glancing at Peter who had his hands under the table and a big, sheepish smile on his face.

“Selena you want a drink doll?” Nigel asked.

Selena’s head popped out from under the table and showed off her empty mouth, “Thanks Nigel, but Peter just gave me one. Do you think I can get some more?”

Nigel chuckled and pushed her head back under the table. They started shuffling and dealing out the cards, but that didn’t cover the sound of a zipper being undone and then a few seconds later a soft grunt from Nigel as Selena worked her magic. Soft sucking could be heard as the players dealt and bet. Each trying to one up the others. Nigel was winning though. Seemed it was his night with the giant stack of chips and Selena wrapping her lips around his cock.