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Author: Chris-t6290 Picture in profile
Added: Jun 04 2020Views / Reads: 2794 / 2439 [87%]Story vote: 9.38 (8 votes)
It was the turn of Andrea and her husband to host the fortnightly card game with Joshua and Zion, two of Mat’s big firemen colleague’s. When the pot got full, though, and Mat felt he had a strong hand, he audaciously staked his wife to see Joshua’s cards.
 


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Story outline: It was the turn of Andrea and her husband to host the fortnightly card game with Joshua and Zion, two of Mat's big firemen colleague's. When the pot got full, though, and Mat felt he had a strong hand, he audaciously staked his wife to see Joshua's cards.

Author's note: Unlike most if not all of the other stories I've written and published, this particular one is and has to be real time; present tense, for reasons that will become clear at the start.

It was the evening of the fortnightly card game between my husband, Mat, and two of his firemen buddies, Joshua and Zion. Unlike my scrawny husband, who works in the office, they were both black and well-built. Many's the time I've imagined one, or, indeed, both of them, giving me a fireman's lift. They're so, well, big, while Mat can barely lift my size 8 figure.

The games alternated over a six-week period and tonight it so happened it was our turn to play host. In addition to the hot and cold hors-d'oeuvres and scrummy comestibles I had cooked and prepared for them, I set three cold beers from a six pack I had in the fridge on our dining room table. I then went and put on the sexy items of clothing I had bought with most of my husband's winnings from the previous game. Well, at least ‘I' thought they were sexy, while they had none of the effect I was expecting from Mat,

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