A losing bet?
THIS IS A FANTASY STORY THAT I WANTED TO WRITE.
it was a friendly poker game. A game that I want very good at but I agreed to play with my wife and a couple of men, Doug and Phil, that she invited over.
Doug and I had folded our hands so it was just Phil and Ash who were left. Ash was already in for a few hundred dollars when Phil raised on her. Ash didn’t have the money to stay in and asked Phil what it would take for her to keep playing.
Phil said “put up a maid for an afternoon. A sissy maid.” Phil and Ash both looked at me with a smile.
Ash said “uniform and all I assume?”
“Nothing less” replied Phil. “Short black dress. Stockings and heels and alone at my house.”
“We’ll then. I’m in. I bet a maid for your day…”
“I call” Phil said
To be continued
it was a friendly poker game. A game that I want very good at but I agreed to play with my wife and a couple of men, Doug and Phil, that she invited over.
Doug and I had folded our hands so it was just Phil and Ash who were left. Ash was already in for a few hundred dollars when Phil raised on her. Ash didn’t have the money to stay in and asked Phil what it would take for her to keep playing.
Phil said “put up a maid for an afternoon. A sissy maid.” Phil and Ash both looked at me with a smile.
Ash said “uniform and all I assume?”
“Nothing less” replied Phil. “Short black dress. Stockings and heels and alone at my house.”
“We’ll then. I’m in. I bet a maid for your day…”
“I call” Phil said
To be continued
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