The “Re-Buy-In” Rule

You had amassed a solid fortune on your side of the table. You weren’t playing with real money of course, but you had started with about $1,000 in chips. This expanded into $1,248, which was dwarfed in comparison to Margaret’s own $2,134.Aunt Rita had come close to even at $885, while Jenny had gone up to $1115. Susie was down to $500, and Adriana had just lost her last ditch effort to stay in the game with an all-in bet.

“Ahh! Damn it! I never guessed you had three of a kind...” Adriana said, sighing as you seized her chips. You chuckled lightly, before shrugging your shoulders. “Sorry. I guess I’m just lucky tonight.” You answered, already sorting your small earnings.

Adriana stood from the table, and seemed to ponder for a moment. She looked to Margaret, before speaking. “Is the ‘Re-buy-in’ rule still active? I want another shot.” She confidently questioned.

Margaret was a bit taken aback by the question, and blinked for a moment. “...Uhh. I suppose, technically. You aren’t nervous since John is right here?” She asked, raising an eyebrow with a slight grin.

It occurred to you that she seemed a bit wobbly on her feet, and her words were slightly slurred. Apparently the shots of vodka that had been passed around throughout the game’s course had done her in, and she appeared to be at least a bit tipsy.

Adriana promptly shrugged her shoulders. “Ah, señora, it’s just a woman in her underwear. I’m sure it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before at his age.” She said, starting to reach down to the hem of her sundress.

Your eyes widened, as Adriana nonchalantly pulled the dress overhead, unveiling a classic black bra, and black panties. She threw the dress into the next room, before taking her seat once more. Suddenly, she was passed a small stack of chips equal to $750.

You sat both stunned and aroused for a moment, in disbelief. After a few seconds, you shook your head, and promptly asked “Okay. What the fuck just happened?” You said, raising an eyebrow as a grin rose to your face.

Adriana narrowed her eyebrows at you, grinning a bit. “What? Does this bother you? I’m just wearing underwear. It’s not as though I have stripped nude.”

Aunt Rita coughed. “It’s alright. He didn’t know. John, you can buy back into the game. You strip to your undies, and if you lose…” Aunt Rita said, grinning as she looked around the table. “…Well, you strip butt nekkid! The winner gets to keep all the losers clothes, and dares em’ to do one thing.”

You gulped. The prospect of any of the women in this room suddenly becoming naked drastically changed both your interest and investment in the game. At the same time, you’d have to check yourself. Over-ambition could cost you the game, and therefore the chance to strip one of the others naked.

You took a deep breath, before trying your best to focus on your cards, instead of the half-dressed Latina across from you. Several more hands were dealt, more drinks were had, and money exchanged hands more and more. Susie was next to lose her last dollar, and promptly began removing her sweatshirt as soon as she’d laid the cards on the table. You flushed a bit, and looked on in dumb awe as she promptly stood up, and pushed her sweatpants down her legs to the floor, which was cheered by a few whoops from Adriana and Aunt Rita. She took both garments in her hands, and threw them into the next room. She was now wearing just a blue sports bra, and a pair of white-red polka-dot panties. You couldn’t help but giggle a bit at the rather odd choice of underwear, which was resonated by your Aunt Rita and Margaret. Susie blushed a bit, before flipping the rest of the table off, and taking her seat again.

The game continued again, this time with you picking up more ground, and the next to strip was Jenny. Jenny simply pulled her dress pants off her legs while still seated, before looking around the table with a raised eyebrow. “Just to warn y’all, I’m not wearing a bra. The titties are comin’ out…” She said, earning a light chuckle from Adriana and Margaret. You stared wide-eyed at Jenny, as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, and began shrugging it off her shoulders while she tucked one arm to fold over her breasts beneath the shirt. She carefully peeled the shirt off her other arm with the free hand, and your jaw dropped as you were met with the sight of bare breasts, only shielded in sight by a single folded arm. She pulled a cigarette out of her pocket, placing it into her mouth and lighting the tip with a short flick of her lightly worn lighter. She placed the lighter back on the table, as cards began to be dealt, and picked up her pair of cards with her free hand. You were so taken aback, you were frozen in place, and only came out of your stunned, staring distraction once your Aunt Rita waved her hand in front of your face. “John, wake up! Your deal!” She yelled, promptly startling you to start gathering the cards. Several giggles erupted around the table, including a light laugh from Jenny. “What’s the matter? You distracted?” Jenny said, smirking a bit in your direction as you dealt her a card.

Suddenly, you started to fumble several hands. Margaret’s sizable wallet was now capable of outgunning both you and Aunt Rita, which was as much of a distraction as the barely covered breasts on the other side of the table. It took several hands, before Margaret yawned. “This game could drag on forever. Tell you what, how about a deal. Winner takes all John, what do you say? If I win, you strip naked, and I get to ask you to do one thing. If you win, we’ll vice versa. I’m a woman of my word, so since Rita is about $300 away from folding for her first time, we can settle the winner here and now.”

You blushed, realizing her proposal. It was a 50/50 shot. You win, Margaret strips naked, and you could have her do one thing of your choice. But, if you lost, you would not only be at her mercy, but find yourself naked in front of every woman in the room. Realistically, you’re chances of winning outside of this proposal we’re almost null. Between the sizable gap in table cash, and what you suspected of Margaret’s much better Poker skills, you knew beating her at the long game was impossible. Maybe it was the ****, maybe it was the competitive spirit taking hold, of maybe you were just that **** to win such a prize, but you took her deal with no hesitation.

*one very bad hand later*

Aunt Rita stood up, and yelled “Aww yeah! You lose John! Own up, and strip down!”

You stared flabbergasted at the cards. It was terrible. No face cards, no straight, not even a pair to be made of the seven cards you’d drawn. Across the table on your left, 2 aces, and 3 kings. A full house. The hand that sealed your fate.

Adriana laughed, taunting you. “You got too greedy, and fell for her trap! Now you have to get naked!” She said, standing from the table. Jenny chuckled a bit, taking a sip from a glass with her free hand. “Best start strippin’, or Adriana and Susie will do it for you. I’ve seen it.” Jenny said, standing from the table. She began wandering over to the other room to find her clothes, much the same as Susie. Adriana appeared to be in no hurry just yet, and stood expectantly waiting.

You sighed. While the thought of taking off your clothes in front of so many women was embarrassing, especially in the current context, you were honorable. As such, you were quick to shrug off your band T-Shirt, and took a deep breath before pushing your pants down to your ankles. Now standing in just a pair of boxer briefs, you blushed as Margaret gasped, and Susie let out a low whistle.

You stood there for a moment, looking around the room. You couldn’t do it, you had hoped to quickly **** your underwear down to the floor, and promptly cover up. Then you could just move forward, albeit with a bit of embarrassment. But the prospect of baring your dick and ass in front 4 women you barely knew, shut your hands off from making the move.

After a short awkward silence, you were about to try again, when suddenly the briefs were yanked from your grasp, down to the floor. A hand pushed you forward, and you tripped a bit, before catching yourself against the wall. You looked back, and Aunt Rita triumphantly waved the briefs in the air like a victory flag, and tossed the briefs to Margaret, who caught them with a half-innocent, half-amused smile spread across her face.

Suddenly, Jenny wolf whistled from your left, now wearing her shirt, holding a hand up to her face as a laugh escaped her lips. It suddenly occurred to you that you were now standing stark naked in front of everyone in the room, and your hands were in the air, instead of over your dick.

With a sudden yell, you cried “Ahh!!” Before hastily trying to cover yourself. Aunt Rita laughed maniacally to herself, while Susie began giggling. Adriana pointed at you, and began to laugh into hysterics while slapping her knee.

“Oh my god! He’s butt naked!” Adriana screamed, already beaming a wide smile.

“Nice ass!” Susie said, grinning wildly as she said it.

You stood still, silently enduring your humiliation as your face reddened from the intense, complete exposure. After several seconds, the commotion died down a bit to a series of lightly restrained giggling and chuckling around the room.

After the short pause, Aunt Rita looked to Margaret. “Well? You stripped him bare assed. Here I thought we might all have to get nekkid to do it. So what’s your challenge to John?”

Margaret pondered for a moment, before you caught what looked to be a wicked glint in her eye. You could tell whatever this spelled meant something somehow worse than being naked in front of 4 women in a kitchen space.