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“What?” Gabe replied, looking interesting.
“No, nothing,” I said back. “It was a dumb idea.”
“Tell me,” he said. “I doubt any idea from Dean’s brilliant sister could be dumb.”
I pondered for a second, knowing this plan would definitely shake up the dynamic between us. But honestly, I didn’t care. “Do you wanna do something else with these cards?” I asked.
“What did you have in mind?” he replied, raising an eyebrow.
I grabbed up a handful of playing cards and waved them in front of his face. “Strip poker.”
Gabe’s mouth actually dropped open, and while it was very fast, I noticed him look me up and down. “Are you sure?” he asked, seemingly unable to believe the offer.
“Sure,” I said, “Why not? We’re both consenting adults.”
Gabe nodded in agreement and scooted a little closer. “I’m in if you are.” He looked nervous, which was somehow endearing, and piled up all his playing cards too.
“We only need one deck,” I said. “And yes, I’m sure. You wanna deal?”
Gabe hesitated, then nodded, taking them from me and doing some fancy shuffling trick. “Right,” he said when he was satisfied with the rearrangement of the cards. “Let’s do this.”
It took me exactly two hands to have my rings and necklace off.
I could see his eyes sneaking peeks at me, and I would be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on. The way his pants sat led me to believe he was feeling the same.
“You know,” he started as he shuffled again. “I knew I wanted to marry Hannah when she took me to a Yankees game.”
I looked at him in confusion. “Okay…”
“There’s more,” he established. “It was one of the few days I took off in the year and she had bought me these great tickets to the game. In between innings, she asked if I would walk her to the bathroom to be sure she found her way back. Of course I agreed, and followed her to the women’s restroom. When we got there, she looked inside really quick then pulled me in after her, locking the door to the whole bathroom.”
He dealt the cards out before us, only half paying attention to where they were landing.
“Then she begged me to fuck her on the sink. Right there, in between innings. I couldn’t believe how adventurous she was. It drove me wild.” I laughed and he blushed, rubbing the cards between his fingers. “How about you?” he asked. “What’s your wildest hookup story?”
This was always my favorite question to answer because I had a doozy of an answer. “It was essentially a porno,” I replied. “I was a TA, I needed a better grade from my crypt keeper of a professor, wore something skimpy to class, and then…”
“Yeah?” Gabe said with just a little too much eagerness in his voice.
“Well, I found him after class and asked if I could do any extra credit. My sweater was unbuttoned down to here of course.” I indicated to the point in the middle of my breastbone, and Gabe’s eyes went wide. “Well, he said there was a paper I could write, and I really didn’t feel like writing another paper, so… I sucked him off.”
The bulge in Gabe’s pants twitched and I tried not to look too hard at it. He shifted the way he was sitting, moving what appeared to be a very large cock, and blushing as he tried to keep it restrained.
“I’m sorry,” he said, gesturing to his lap. “It has a mind of its own sometimes.”
“Don’t worry about it,” I said, now feeling buzzed and brave from the liquored-up cocoa. “I brought a suitcase full of condoms. Being horny isn’t unfamiliar to me.”
Gabe opened his mouth to say something again but instead pointed to the cards. “Wanna keep playing?” he asked.
Honestly, no. I didn’t want to keep playing. I wanted to rip that thing from his pants and sit on it. But there was Dean to consider. How would he feel if he came back and found out I’d been sleeping with his friend? No, that would end in disaster for both Gabe and me.
“Sure,” I said, adjusting my bra for maximum cleavage. Gabe definitely took notice and sighed as he looked up to the ceiling in what I could only assume was an effort to stay… calm.
The hand was another loser for me, and I cheekily removed my earrings.
“You’re running out of jewelry, Jenna,” he said grinning.
“Well, you could lose a hand or two,” I said playfully.
