Rach

Once again, Tara and Jess turned their cards over quickly, revealing a jack of diamonds and an eight of spades. Rach nervously reached out and turned her card over, to reveal the five of spades.

“Me again? I’d better have a winning streak soon,” she tried to joke, but she felt helpless. Two rounds, two losses. Again, she gave a pleading glance at Tara, before she stood up and stepped away from the table. She remembered the rules, she couldn’t hide while stripping.

She breathed deep, put her thumbs in the top of her trousers and pulled them down, exposing her red lace panties. What she’d once thought would make her feel sexy now made her uncomfortable, as she wished she’d worn something less eye-catching for her sister.

“Rach,” Jess said, letting her eyes wander along Rach’s body. “You are absolutely gorgeous.”

“I told you so!” Tara chipped in, much to Rach’s further embarrassment.

Rach sat back down, relieved to be able to hide behind the relative modesty of the table. She hated her predicament, feeling little more than eye-candy for the two people in the world she most respected.

She felt a hand brush across her knee. It was Jess’s hand! She let out a startled cry and jumped back a bit, breaking contact.

“Now, now, Jess,” Tara said, amused. “No contact until after the game’s over.”

Jess looked slightly disappointed, but winked at Rach, saying, “Later then.”

Jess leaned forward and gathered the cards, quickly shuffling them before dealing.