Poker, Strip Poker

<p> “Strip poker” Gary said without batting an eye. <br></br><br></br>It took you a moment before you could pick your jaw up off the floor.   His suggestion was even more unexpected than his appearance.  Gary had always treated you in a way that was prim and proper.   He wasn’t prudish, but he had never even looked you over in a way that could be considered improper.  Even the time you had shown up for your lesson in a short skirt and your sexiest halter, he had merely asked if you were comfortable.  Not even Cindy’s best flirtations had gotten the slightest rise out of him. <br></br><br></br>“Deal!” Cindy told him as he pulled a deck of cards from one of the backpacks on the table.  She glowered at you as you sat on blanket between Chris and Dean.  She slid to the left and sat next to Chris while Linda sat next to Dean on your right.  Finally, after grabbing a beer from the cooler, Gary sat down opposite you and started to shuffle the cards. <br></br><br></br>Only after Gary started to pass out the cards, did it dawn on you what you’d done.  If you lost, you risked ending up stark naked in the middle of a classroom.  While initially it had been daunting, you didn’t it would be as bad as it seemed. <br></br><br></br>It was not as if Linda hadn’t seen you naked.  It seemed that every time you went to her family’s cabin in the forest up north, she talked into going skinny dipping.

   Although the bathroom in the dorm had separate shower stalls, the curtains seldom covered more than about three quarters of the opening.  Anyone passing by could see whoever was in the stall without even trying.  Furthermore, they were so small it was easier to step out of the stall in order to dry off.  Given that you both had had early morning classes, you and Cindy had usually showered at the same time.  You had seen each other in all your naked glory more times than either of you cared to count. <br></br><br></br>You’d had your share of fantasies regarding both Dean and Chris.  However, they were usually more … private.  On the other hand, they were two of the hottest studs on campus.  The fact that you had to get screwed in public would have been a small price to fulfill one or more of those fantasies.  The fact that Cindy would be pissed when she had to watch you get fucked by her boy toys was an added bonus. <br></br><br></br>Gary was another matter.  He didn’t have the good looks of either of the jocks.  Instead of muscles, he had a slight paunch.  The coke bottle glasses he always word didn’t help any.  Still, he was responsible for you being able to pass one class and had been helpful in others.  He had also volunteered to tutor you next semester.  Perhaps if you showed a little flesh, you could show your appreciation for all he had done.  The fact that he had always been the perfect gentleman suggested that he would continue to do so and be content with simply ogling you.  Besides, you figure that like most men, he will be more interested in Cindy than in you.

   You picked up the cards confidently, but the concerns nagged at you as you looked at the pasteboards.</p>