Page 13 of The Shared Game

“Okay, let’s see ‘em!”

I flipped mine without looking first. It was the king of diamonds—a safe, high card.

Aaron produced his. A six of clubs. No help there.

“Bad luck.” Kevin smiled and patted Aaron on the back. I might be crazy, but there was definitely some chemistry there. Something more than a spark.

“Now let’s see yours.” There was no way he was beating my card.

Kevin held my gaze as he flipped his card. It was an eight. I was safe; neither of them were.

“See? I told you I was lucky.” Leaning back, I added, “Time to lose some clothes, boys!” I was as bold as I could be, but my insides were whirling with butterflies as I said the words.

They exchanged a look before both dutifully took off their shoes.

“Oh, no. That’s not enough. And none of this ‘one shoe counts.’ It doesn’t. You lose, and it’s both… and your socks.”

“Are these the house rules you were referring to?” Aaron looked at me, but was waiting for Kevin to take the lead.

“Yep.” I scrunched my nose up and giggled.

“So, just to be clear, we’re taking off both of our shoes, and both of our socks?” Kevin wasn’t just seeking clarity; he was looking for a weak point, and I knew it.

“Yep,” I repeated.

“That’s four things.” Aaron protested.

“True, but just think: I only need to lose once, and you’ll see everything. Here, I’ll kick my shoes off in preparation.” I kicked them off quickly, throwing the gauntlet down for them to follow suit.

They both appeared to consider the implications of what I’d just suggested for a moment, exchanged a look I could only think was transmitting some kind of ‘bro telepathy,’ and then both acquiesced.

“There. Happy?” Kevin was smirking as he lifted a foot from under the table and wiggled his toes.

“I’m happier.”

“One step closer to seeing us naked, huh?” Aaron was still sheepish, glancing at me from behind his glasses.

I nodded and smiled wider. I couldn’t wait to see his broad shoulders and chest out in the flesh.

“Deal again.” Kevin prompted.

I shuffled and dealt three more cards.

“Reveal all at once?” I dared before anyone had a chance to check.

They agreed silently. The sound of our cards against the felt of Aaron’s gaming board filled the air before I yelped triumphantly. I’d won again.

“Okay, you are lucky at cards.” Aaron accepted defeat.

“Or she’s cheating.” Kevin wasn’t nearly as happy that the game he suggested was backfiring.

“Nope. Just luck. Now, strip!” I clapped as if to encourage them.

Almost simultaneously, they discarded the upper half of their clothing. Aaron’s thick muscles were now on full display, as was Kevin’s wiry, tanned, toned physique.

“Like what you see?” Kevin’s muscles twitched as he clearly flexed them.

“Yes, I do,” I answered as plainly as possible while my stomach did star jumps and my pussy leaked uncontrollably.