I look forward to all critiques. I can't get better if you don't let me know how you feel. Oh and by the way, I have an on-line friend who really experienced Poker Nights. Enjoy! KT "Hey Julie! Where are you?" Fifty year old Ralph called as he walked in the door. Finally home from work, he was fired up over his weekly poker game. It was at his house this...
My wife Jolene has been getting together with her girlfriends to play cards for quite a while, once each month on a Friday. Most of these Friday's I would just meander around the house or once in a while meet up with a friend to play pool or just have a drink. She had been bugging me that I should have a poker game at our house on the Friday's she would be w...
She came out of her beauty shop on to the small porch. Her husband had built the shop for her in the front of the house. The beauty shop side of the house was painted pink. She was a stout red head with huge knockers. She had the superstructure that could support the burden. She also had the wide steel braced bras that she had caught the boys next door inspe...
A micro mini skirt, peek-a-boo corset, thigh highs, high heel ankle boots and a leather collar with a large ring at its center lay on the bed with a note: "Instead of you regular girl's night out, I need you here to play hostess for poker night. I promise the missed night out will be worth it." I quickly and eagerly dress. I put the beer in the refrigerato...
Author's Note: Hello readers. This is a story idea that I have been tossing around for a while. It is on the short side because I'm not really sure if I should continue it or if I do what direction it should go. So I am asking for suggestions. Let me know the following a) if you want it to continue b) what you think Pam's outfit should be for the party (this...
Again, I would like to thank todger65 for editing my story. It is amazing how helpful a good editor can be. * Bob and Mary had moved into their current neighborhood about a year ago. They were both young professionals and were doing fine financially. Both were thirty and were not ready for children yet, maybe never. Their four-year marriage was loving, and...
The check-in lines were long that late afternoon as I walked through the lobby on the way to the casino floor. “Good,” I thought, “A full house weekend should help the poker room keep its tables busy.” I entered the casino floor. Jackpot bells were going off on the slot machines, an aspiring female singer had the afternoon shift and was singing ‘Just An Old...
Chapter Eight EPILOG NOTE: Here is the final chapter in this relatively long narrative. I hope you have enjoyed it. It seems like I've gotten to know these characters over the past several months and will miss them in many ways. On the other hand, it will also be good to move on to something new. As always, I appreciate constructive criticism that will he...
Terri settled into her fuzzy warm blanket with a mug of hot cocoa. She was looking forward to a weekend alone binge watching some of her favorite TV shows. The house phone rang, she wished she could shut it off as it trilled insistently on the wall in the kitchen. The answering machine finally picked up and she snuggled back into her comfy nest. There were...
Betting your wife in a poker game is an old story, here is my version. My husband had a Saturday poker night twice a month. This was fine with me as I got a little alone time and he usually ended up winning a little money. Poker night changed for everyone one summer night last year. It was our night to host the poker gathering and I had cleaned up the hous...