The warm summer's breeze drifted lazily through the dusk-soaked streets of the sprawling metropolis of Shorehaven. The drifting air cooled a comfortably warm night as it passed through the twilight streets just lit with the soft orange glow of the on-coming streetlamps.

Softly it stirred along the busy roads, through the area of the City known as Havendale. Akin much to a rich suburb and filled with those enjoying the summer's night in various -- often tantalizing -- ways, Havendale was a beautiful part of the city, as were most areas of the sprawling mass of humanity.

The breeze continued to gently stir along the streets until softly it made its way through an open window of one of the houses lining the paths, similar to all of the others with its two stories and neatly kept gardens. Through the open window the breeze moved until its gentle caress stroked the bare shoulders of one Kelly Henderson.

Shivering, Kelly pulled the towel wrapped tightly around her tighter, before she continued to dry her hair with another, humming lightly to herself as she worked her below-shoulder length hair dry.

"Kel, you want a drink, babe?" came the shout of Gerrie, Kelly's boyfriend of three years, from downstairs.

Giving her hair one final rub, Kelly dropped the towel to the floor, before standing and brushing her hair over her shoulders with her fingers.

"No thanks, babe, I'll open some wine later," she called back, as she walked over to the wardrobe.

Opening the tall, beach-wood door, she folded her arms beneath her large, round breasts as she looked over her clothes, considering what she should put on from the seemingly endless racks within.

Frowning thoughtfully, she began rummaging through the shelves of various articles of clothing, biting her lower lip gently in thought as she searched. More than once she considered some and then discarded some pieces that would look good together but just didn't feel right for that night. As she continued browsing, suddenly a pair of hands wrapped themselves around her slim waist causing Kelly to smile as she felt her loving boyfriend gently kiss the back of her neck.

"Still not ready?" Gerrie asked as his arms wrapped around her waist and his head rested on her shoulder, watching her discard yet another possibility.

The beautiful Miss Henderson shook her head slightly, both for her boyfriend's and the clothing choice's sake, and replied as she studied the racks before her.

"Not yet. I can't decide what to wear," she answered thoughtfully, before glancing sideways at him, "Any preferences?"

Gerrie kissed her cheek, before he smiled to her lovingly and smacked her ass playfully.

"You look good in anything, Kel, so wear whatever is comfortable," he answered, as he walked away to pick up the bottle of lager he had placed on the bedside table.

Turning to look at her boyfriend for a moment, Kelly could not help but smile proudly. He was a well-defined, 23-year-old man, with short blonde-brown hair, and a body to kill for. He was kind, but also had a rough side to him that Kelly loved. She had always loved a man who was not afraid to show her he was strong.

Not that she liked any man to be forceful with her, only that she liked his ‘alpha-male’ side, as it came with a love that made her feel safe. Gerrie would never do anything to hurt her, she always knew that, and she loved him for it. Not to mention that his strong side often brought her playful side out also, that went without saying of course.

Gerrie must have known what she was thinking, as he took another swig from his lager, as he smiled at her just as proudly.

"You better get ready soon, Lee won't be long," he commented, as she watched him a moment longer.

With a playful smirk, the beautiful girlfriend of three years nodded, before she turned back and once more rummaged through the clothes lining the shelves and racks of the wardrobe.

Tonight, Gerrie was playing poker with his friends, the same thing he did every week. He sometimes played over at the others' houses or apartments, however he preferred to play here as he could relax in his own home while having a good time with his friends.

Kelly knew most of the guys, they had been Gerrie's friends long before they had gotten together, and they had been playing poker ever since she knew them. She wasn't as close to the guys as Gerrie, except with Lee who was Gerrie's best friend. She had gotten to know Lee well with all the time he and her boyfriend spent together and had become quite good friends with him.

Usually for one of these poker nights, Lee would come over with Johnnie, Davey, and Simon, and the five of them would play the whole night while she went out with the girls, had some over to drink and watch a movie, or occasionally even joined in the game.

Tonight, though, she intended on the latter, as the girls were all out or staying in with their own boyfriends, so, she needed something casual to wear, but something nice; she didn't like looking too casual in public.

Searching through the clothes, Kelly soon decided on a pair of snug stonewashed jeans and a figure-hugging red top that had thin red straps and was cut low enough to show some nice cleavage. She knew that if she bent over the top would show a generous amount of her impressive round breasts -- which might make winning the game a little easier -- though it would still conceal the black lace bra she pulled out of the drawer with its matching panties.

Holding the clothes, the pretty girlfriend looked over her shoulder as she took a hold of the towel where she had tucked it in to hold it up.

"Are you waiting for a show or something?" she asked Gerrie teasingly, her eyes flashing playfully as she watched him grin.

"I thought you'd never ask," he replied, as his eyes watched her intently, swigging once more at his lager.

Kelly felt her stomach flutter with a faintly growing horniness. Gerrie's eyes always held an animalistic lust whenever they searched over her, and it never failed to arouse a fire within her. However, one thought abruptly crossed her mind, fluttering that flame for one moment.

"Did you pick up the condoms today?" she asked inquisitively and felt a flush of relief flood through her as Gerrie nodded.

Kelly had never had sex without a condom. She had never gone on the pill as she always believed that it was still too risky having Gerrie cum inside her, and while condoms may not be as good as the pill in some ways, she at least felt more comfortable using them than having sex without.

She had never even swallowed Gerrie's cum either, oh she had let him cum in her mouth, but she had always spat it back out again. It wasn't the taste, it was just the thought of swallowing that thick, sticky goo that put her off. Gerrie didn't seem to mind, though, for which she was always grateful -- some of her girlfriends had told her that some guys got irritated at that, so she was just happy that she had found a decent guy who was as interested in what she wanted and liked as what he was.

That thought of how special her boyfriend was relit that fire within her body.

"Well, then, mister..." she began teasingly, as she slowly unwound the towel, holding it up now by her hands.

As she was about to drop it however, a knock on the front door sounded loudly. Both of them seemed to stifle an irritated mutter for a moment, as they both figured that Lee and the others must be here which meant no 'show' or 'after show party' for either of them tonight...well, at least until the others left anyway.

"He's always had perfect timing," Gerrie muttered, as he stood up and took another swig from his bottle.

Sensing Gerrie's alpha-male pride stocking, which usually meant he was going to be in a huff unless calmed, Kelly walked over and kissed him lightly before looking up into his eyes lovingly.

"It's alright, babe, we'll save the tension, and you can use it all up on me when they're gone. We're both off work tomorrow," she finished with an insinuating smile.

As predicted, Gerrie's face lit up with a grin and all signs of his pride vanished as he kissed her nose softly.

"I'll hold you to that," he said with a sly smile before he moved away, leaving the room and heading downstairs towards the door.

Kelly bit her bottom lip as she once more felt that familiar tingling growing in her belly. Oh, she hoped he would hold her to it, and hold her to it hard.

With a flutter of excited anticipation, she turned towards the mirror and let the towel drop before dressing carefully. The black-lace underwear made her look like a model. Her large 38D breasts filled the cups to bulging, her slim waist and smooth legs, her just-below shoulder-length dark brown hair, and her large brown eyes all added to her allure.

As she pulled her jeans on, snugly showing off her thighs, and pulled her top over her head, leaving it snugly fitting her curves, accentuating her full, round breasts and flat stomach, Kelly Henderson could not help smiling at herself in the mirror. Her cleavage was just enough to distract most men as she had hoped, and she would use the bending over to her advantage should she need it.

She knew no man could resist staring down her top once she did that, and then their concentration would be broken. Adding a soft red to her lips and a gentle touch of makeup, she considered whether to wear socks or shoes before deciding to simply go bare-footed; it was a nice night after all, and she was staying in to play poker.

Looking herself over once more, the stunningly beautiful brunette turned to make her way out of the bedroom.

***

"Hey, hey, Gerrie, my boy," Lee exclaimed as his friend opened the front door, "Ready to get your ass handed to you on a plate tonight, ah?"

Gerrie chuckled at Lee's friendly jibing before walking back into the house.

"If I remember rightly, I've beaten you the last two poker nights we've had, so I guess you should get ready to be making the drinks tonight, mate." Gerrie jibed back, as he walked through into the lounge.

Lee couldn't help but smile to himself, as he and the others followed their friend into the house. He always loved the friendly banter between his friends, especially with the 'Poker Night Boys', as they often referred to themselves. They made their way into the kitchen where Gerrie had set up the chairs as usual around the rectangular wooden table, which now had a piece of green felt laying across it topped with cards and plastic chips.

"I think we all know who's going to be taking the money home tonight, boys," Davey piped in, as he followed Lee and Gerrie into the kitchen. The bald-headed, muscular man was a year younger than both of them, and he often wore the same kinds of clothes that he wore tonight; track pants and a white t-shirt that showed off his chiselled muscles...all so that he could impress the ladies.

"Yeah, that'd be me, Davey-boy," Johnnie chided loudly, as he came to take his usual seat next to Lee.

While Davey was bald and muscular, Johnnie was more like a guy from a boy band. He was the one who usually had all the success with the women. With his highlighted, gelled blonde hair, his perfect features, and toned body, most women fell to their knees in front of him in the first hour of meeting him.

"I think you're forgetting that ‘The Hustler’ is in the house, boys," Simon added his bit to the banter, as he sat next to Lee, opposite Gerrie, and opened up one of the bottles of lager Gerrie had left on the table. Simon was a tall black man, as dark brown as the others were white or tanned. He wore his black hair in tight dreadlocks that hung to his shoulders, and he too worked out often with Davey, and so was chiselled to say the least, as well as a few inches taller than any of the others.

Lee couldn't help but grin. His own short brown hair was cut a lot like Leonardo DiCaprio's used to be when he was younger, although Lee still thought Leo had copied him rather than the other way around. While he was not as over-the-top muscular as Davey or Simon, he was still toned, even if he was a little shorter than everyone else.

"Hey, don't rule out the new guy yet," a fifth voice chimed in, as Ian came to join the others at the table.

Ian was another friend of the guys gathered, however, he had never really hung out with them on poker nights and such, and had never been to Gerrie's house at all. However, he had for no apparent reason simply decided to hang out with the five of them tonight for a change, and in the process had become convinced that he could take all the pot in the game, no matter having never played poker before in his life. Ian was Latin-American and had the charm, not to mention money, to back up his heritage and looks.

As they all sat down around the table, continuing the jokes and banter at each other's expense, and cracking open the ice-cold cans that Gerrie had set out for them, Lee noticed an empty seat in between Gerrie and Johnnie. He was about to ask his friend when Kelly suddenly walked through the door, and all attention instantly transferred to Gerrie's beautiful, 23-year-old, brunette girlfriend.

"Hey, boys," Kelly said in her sweetly amused voice, as she walked around the table to stand behind Gerrie, kissing him lightly on the head before moving to her seat beside him.

All eyes stared at her as she moved, and for a moment no one replied. Lee had been friends with Gerrie a long time, and while he thought of his friend's girlfriend only as a friend of his also, he was still aware of just how attractive she was as a woman. The thought of trying anything on with her had never entered his mind, she was Kelly, his friend, however he had always noted how striking she was, and tonight she seemed even more radiant than usual for some reason.

Her beauty was not lost on the others around the table either apparently. He knew that each had noticed Kelly's stunning goods often before. However with the exception of Johnnie, who often joked about giving Kelly a 'good seeing to', none saw her as anything but Gerrie's girlfriend and their friend, even Johnnie had never seriously thought about doing anything with her, except ogle her when Gerrie wasn't looking.

Ian, however, had never met Gerrie's girlfriend before, and so the moment the hot brunette entered the kitchen, her tight, low-cut, red strap-top accentuating her large, soft, enticingly jiggling tits, and her snug jeans showing off what Lee knew to be smooth, sexy legs and a tight, firm ass, Ian's eyes almost fell out of his head.

"Whoa," the Latino guy commented after a moment of openly watching the sexy brunette. With the silence broken the others instantly looked to him, mostly hiding amusement.

Kelly seemed to share their mirth, however Gerrie cut his eyes to Ian, who quickly cleared his throat, as he clicked on to the relationship and looked to the deck in the middle of the table as if it was all that existed.

"Are we playing here or what?" he added, before taking a quick swig of lager.

Lee couldn't help but grin behind a hand, before he reached forward to take the deck of cards, shuffling them as he glanced between Gerrie and Ian. Gerrie was not the overly protective kind, however he had an innate dislike for Ian for some reason that no one else could figure out. Not to mention that Gerrie always wanted to look like the alpha-male, especially in front of Kelly. He often became quite moody if he felt his pride damaged and could be quite protective if he felt someone was coming too close to 'his territory'.

Lee's eyes fell on his friend's girlfriend once more, and he tried to hide his smile even more as he noticed that she had a sparkle in her large brown eyes, and a faint smile of amusement of her own on her red lips, as she looked at Gerrie as he eyed Ian. Lee could understand Gerrie being protective of Kelly, she was incredibly sexy, yet he didn't seem to mind her flirting at other times. He was an odd man, his friend.

"Alright, we'll play 'Hold 'Em'. Ten for ante, and you have to bet on the first round or fold, checking allowed every round after," Lee said as he began to deal out two cards to each of the people around the table, "And Johnnie, no IOU's this time, alright?" he added, and everyone including the boy-band look-a-like himself laughed.

Lee smiled to himself as he placed the cards face up in the centre to start the first round, grinning at the hand he had ended up with. It seemed his luck was in tonight. Just how much however, he would find out later...

***

Kelly grinned as she placed down the two cards which gave her a flush, beating both Gerrie and Johnnie, the last two in the round.

"Woo! I won the big pot!" she exclaimed excitedly, as she leaned over the table to scoop all of the money towards herself.

As she did, she noticed Gerrie place his cards down a little roughly, while Johnnie seemed to find the whole thing funny.

She would have asked what was wrong, however, she thought she knew already. Gerrie didn't mind her beating him, but he had only won a few hands in the last hour they had been playing. While he was not far from the chips he had started with, Kelly could tell that if he didn't start winning soon, he might get a little moody. So, once she had the chips in front of her, she thought of a plan.

"I'll sit out this round and grab some more drinks. Anyone want one?" she asked, as she stood up and stroked the back of Gerrie's neck lovingly. She knew he liked it when she did that.

All of the guys around the table answered that they would, and so, leaving them to deal another hand, she went to the refrigerator to take out some bottles for each of them before she headed over to the table.

Handing each guy a bottle, Kelly gave each a small smile designed to make them look at her, before she swayed lightly back to her seat. Gerrie was concentrating hard on his hand and so missed all of the guys watching her tight ass swaying as she made her way back to sit down.

The plan worked perfectly. None of the other guys could concentrate properly after that, and Gerrie won the hand, and a fair-sized pot too. More importantly to Kelly, it seemed to put him in a better mood.

"Seems my luck is back in, boys. Keep a hold of those chips if you want to keep them, or they'll be mine," her boyfriend chided proudly, as he raked the chips towards himself, stacking them up before he took a deep, self-satisfied swig from his bottle.

And so, the night began to pass, with the seven of them bantering back and forth as cards and chips exchanged hands. The bottles and chips soon stacked up as each had a couple more drinks over the hours that passed.

Soon it became clear that Johnnie was winning most of the hands, and more than once Kelly found herself having to soothe her boyfriend...without him knowing of course. Once when Gerrie had bet most of his pile of chips and looked like he was going to lose, Kelly decided that it was a good time to stretch.

Stretching her arms above her head and arching her back slightly pushed her large tits against the thin fabric of her red top. Davey's eyes widened as he watched her, and before he knew it, he had folded and Gerrie had won.

Another time, Ian seemed to be hiding a great hand from what his obvious 'tells' were saying, and so Kelly folded her arms on the table and leaned forward. As she did, her succulent breasts pressed against her arms, deepening her cleavage, and showing how soft but oh-so-deliciously-firm her tits were as they pressed and slightly moulded against her folded arms. As intended, Ian made a stupid bet straight after that and folded, his eyes glued to Kelly's cleavage.

A deep smile touched her lips as she watched Ian watching her. Men could be so easily fuddled and manipulated. Gerrie, of course, was oblivious, as he enjoyed the winnings he had just received, and once again his mood lightened somewhat. As she felt some of the tension leave her boyfriend, Kelly glanced at Ian again, and with a self-satisfied feeling thought her boyfriend's friend didn't mind losing so much after eyeing her up a little, so all was going well.

The problem, however, came when Kelly herself began to win more. She couldn't exactly keep folding to let Gerrie win as that would just be obvious, and after a while, she began thinking that she shouldn't have to anyway. It was just a game after all, he should lighten up and start to enjoy himself. Johnnie seemed to agree at one point as after he had won a hand, Gerrie pulled his usual dissatisfied face, however, this time Johnnie spoke out.

"Gerrie, man, you’ve got to stop taking this to heart, it's just a game," the attractive man commented, in a jibing way of course, but commenting on Gerrie's moods was never the best option.

It proved not to be in this case too, as Gerrie seemed to grow even more irritated by his friend's comment, and then more so by Johnnie's amusement at his growing irritation.

Kelly, however, began to feel her own irritation growing as the game continued. She had flirted a little to help him win, had tried to soothe him, and still he wouldn't give his macho pride a rest. It was beginning to spoil the fun of playing, not only for her, but for the others too, she could tell, which slowly began to wind her up inside, until after a while she began to think that he was just being childish and selfish.

With irritation at her boyfriend growing, Kelly decided that if he wanted to act like an idiot then she wasn't going to let him ruin her fun. And if he wanted to be moody then he would just have to do it on his own. And so, after a little while she decided not to bother soothing his mood any longer, and instead focused on winning.

More hands were played, and more drink consumed, and gradually she began to win more as she focused on playing rather than distracting the others. Still, her little teases helped sway the game her way too, though they were innocent-seeming.

She made sure that when she scooped up her winnings that she was bent over just enough to tease the guys with a swift look down her top as it hung down a little. Oh, and she may have accidentally drunk from the bottle a little sensuously, her lips wrapping gently around the top, her tongue licking her lips softly after she had taken a drink...small things, innocent in appearance, yet disturbed the guys' focus just when she needed them to be distracted.

She even noticed Ian put his hand below the table at one point, fidgeting, though she couldn't exactly see what, and she barely kept herself from giggling in amusement. She knew the effect that she could have on men, and she knew how to use everything at her disposal to win, and now she was making sure she did win, despite any of them, and, man, was she enjoying it!

However, despite all of the little wins she managed to garner with her teasing, Johnnie still seemed to be in front. So much so that at one point in the game, Kelly decided to go for an all or nothing and raised the pot to most of her chips. Johnnie however seemed to intentionally keep his eyes on his cards as Kelly tried to stretch once more to distract him, and so he took the hand and left her with just three lone chips.

"All mine, baby," Johnnie chuckled amusedly, as he raked in the huge pile before him, "All mine."

Kelly looked from the pile to the blonde-haired guy.

"That's so not fair, leaving me with three chips. You're a meanie, Johnnie," she poked at him as she joked, and Johnnie tried to defend himself from the prodding finger.

"Aww, I guess that's what you get when you play with the big boys, Kel," her boyfriend's friend replied with a grin.

Kelly tried to stare at him with her large brown eyes sad and puppy-like, which usually helped her to get her own way as much as her figure did, and surely enough it worked on Johnnie too.

"Oh alright, give me a hug and I'll give you some chips back," Johnnie finally said, as he began to count some chips out and Kelly beamed.

Putting her arms around him to give him a hug, she felt her large breasts press against his strong arm lightly as he placed one arm around her, pulling her closer.

"Thank you, Johnnie," she said with mocking-innocence, as she loosed her arms from around him and sat back in her chair, clapping her hands amusedly as Gerrie's friend gave her back half of the chips she had just lost.

From the other side of her Kelly heard Gerrie mutter irritably about how it was all 'unfair', and so she cast a glance that was far from sympathetic at him.

Unfair, was it? He was the one being all self-centred and moody, she should be the one saying how unfair it was.

Ignoring her boyfriend, the stunningly beautiful brunette returned to concentrating on the game.

After another hour or so, however, the inevitable finally occurred. The hand was between Gerrie and Johnnie. Both had placed all of their chips in the middle, and Kelly knew that this hand would determine how the entire game went. She was not aware, of course, of just how much more this hand would determine that night, yet at that time no one else around the table did either.

As the last card was dealt face up, the sexy girlfriend knew what was about to happen before it actually played out. It was like slow motion at first, however as Gerrie's eyes fell on the card everything seemed to happen at once, as he threw his cards down onto the pile of chips and grumbled angrily to himself.

"Aw, fuck this shit, man, someone's been fixing these fucking cards. I've never lost this many times in a row!" Gerrie erupted, scowling at the cards as they lay in the centre of the table with such a force that they should have been consumed right then.

"Calm down, Gerrie, man, it's just a game..." Johnnie began again, however Kelly's boyfriend cut him off.

"Just a game? Sure, Johnnie, you gave Kelly her chips back, which isn’t by the rules..." Gerrie began irritably, however before he could get any further Lee cut him off this time.

"Gerrie, there can only be one winner, man. You've won in the past just as much as the rest of us," Lee argued calmly, which only seemed to stoke the other man's ire further.

"Gerrie, there's no need to make a scene, it's just a game," Kelly decided to add, this time trying to sound soothing again after the other two's words. However, her own seemed to add more fuel to the fire regardless, as Gerrie suddenly turned his irritation on her.

"So, you're all in on trying to take me out of the game first then?" he demanded heatedly, however that sudden accusation sparked Kelly's own irritation. How dare he speak to her like that!

"Gerrie, stop acting like a fool, will you," Simon spoke up, at the same time Kelly almost shouted back, "Gerrie, you're such an ass, just sit down and stop being such a self-centred prick."

She knew her words alone would have been like a gas tank to a flame, but both together seemed like a ton of gunpowder to a match. However, by that time she was far too irritated to care.

"Ah, fuck this," her boyfriend suddenly snapped angrily, before standing up so rapidly that his chair almost toppled over behind him, before he stormed furiously out of the kitchen, with Lee in hot pursuit.

Moments later, as they all sat silently around the table, Kelly heard the front door slam shut so hard that the vibrations seemed to reach the kitchen before a few seconds later Lee came in shaking his head.

"You just can't reason with him when he's in one of his moods," her boyfriend's best friend said calmly. That was his usual way. "He'll calm down in a bit, and come back happier."

Despite Lee's attempt to soothe the situation, she was in no mood to make excuses for her ass of a boyfriend.

"What an ass," she replied irritably, before she took the deck of cards and began to shuffle them, dealing out another hand. "Let him go blow off his steam if he wants to act like a five-year-old, at least it'll be more fun now he's pissed off."

As much as she loved the man, she was much too angry at him right then to care about him. And so, as she tossed the cards onto the table, perhaps a little more forcefully than usual, she focused on not letting him ruin the rest of her night.

She was going to have fun playing cards, and if he wanted to be an ass, well, let him, he wasn't going to ruin her night. And so, within ten minutes of beginning to play again, Kelly had forgotten her idiot boyfriend, and now that the atmosphere was one of just relaxed fun, she slowly began to enjoy herself more, as did the others it seemed.

Time began to pass, and now that Gerrie wasn't there it gave Kelly the opportunity to tease a little more openly to try to get the guys distracted so she could continue winning. The lager bottle proved to be the biggest success, and the guys made sure she always had one to drink. Though Kelly suspected it was more because of how she stroked it 'unconsciously' up and down, or how she wrapped her lips around the top to take a drink, making sure the guys saw, and heard, her swallow the liquid, than anything else.

Before long Lee, Simon, Ian, and Davey were all out of the game, and it was just down to Kelly and Johnnie.

"Well, now, Johnnie, you're not going to take a girl's money, are you?" she asked in a teasingly sulky way.

Her boyfriend's boy band type friend smiled at that, seemingly half-amused and half-mocking. So far, he had proven the most resistant to her 'distractions'.

"Of course, I wouldn't," he added, as he placed his entire load of chips in the pot. "If you can beat me then all of the money is yours."

Kelly smiled faintly at that as she placed the rest of her chips into the pot also; less than a quarter of what Johnnie had put in.

"Winner takes all then," she said, sounding triumphant, and was about to place her cards down when Johnnie spoke again.

"Not so fast, Kel. I put in more than three times what you did. You have to even the raise or fold," he said with a smirk of proud triumph, as if he had already won.

At that Kelly thought carefully for a moment. Technically if it was 'all in' then she didn't have to match his bet. But somehow that seemed like sneaking the win, and so she decided that she had to at least make the stakes a little more equal, even if she couldn't exactly match the bet.

Thinking on that, Kelly remembered that Lee had said that they couldn't play for IOU's at the beginning, and she didn't have any money to really add to the pot, at least not enough to equal the chips, not on her at least, and so she was about to reluctantly bring up the rules of 'all in' when suddenly an idea hit her, and she took a deep, sensual drink from her bottle, finishing it off.

"How about this then..." she said deliberately slowly, as she leaned a little towards her boyfriend's friend. She felt a little tipsy now, though more merry than drunk. "I'll add to the pot, a dance."

When Johnnie and the others looked at her confusedly, Kelly almost laughed, "I'll dance for you all. Nothing dirty. I'll just dance, and you can all watch. Deal?"

Johnnie looked to the others a moment before he turned back to her.

"That's hardly equal, Kel," he said after a moment, looking slightly confused. Obviously, he was after the money for some reason.

An amused smile touched Kelly's soft red-painted lips as she looked at him.

"I will put the effort in," she retorted, and then added what she knew would seal the deal, "Unless you wouldn't want to watch me dance..."

She didn't have chance to finish the sentence as the five men around the table abruptly stated emphatically how that was not the case.

And so, fate was sealed, as Johnnie accepted the bet and the two of them lay their cards down. Kelly's full house was impressive, and for a moment she had thought she'd won...however, Johnnie's royal flush laid it to waste.

"WOO!" Johnnie exclaimed as he raked the chips towards himself, whether for the winning of the bet, or the money he had apparently wanted, Kelly couldn't quite tell. The others, though they had actually lost, seemed equally as happy, not only because it had been a fun game, after Gerrie had left anyway, but because they were all suddenly looking forward to the immanent, and rather unexpected, dance.

Kelly, however, smiled amusedly as she took another swig from her bottle and watched the men. It was flattering, in a way, that they got so excited about seeing her dance for them, even if it wasn't dirty. It also made her think about how easily pleased guys actually were.

"Alright boys, calm down, calm down," she began to say, however Johnnie quickly cut her off as he stood up and took her by the hands. And before she could say anything else he was leading her slowly towards the lounge. The others, of course, followed immediately not wanting to miss what was about to happen for the world.

The five guys sat down, Johnnie on the couch in front of where he placed Kelly, Lee to her right on one of the chairs, Davey and Ian to her left on another chair and its arm, and Simon leaned against the wall by the fireplace, sipping his lager behind her.

Looking around at all of the guys watching her intently, Kelly couldn't help but smile. It felt good having so many guys watching her so attentively, it made her feel as if she were the hottest woman in the world. Not that she wanted any guy other than her asshole of a boyfriend...but still, with her body feeling relaxed from the drink, and the way Gerrie had been, being the centre of so much avid, and appreciative, attention just made her feel good.

"Well, boys, if I'm going to dance, I could do with a drink," she said, placing her hands on her slender waist as she watched them all for a moment, "There's a bottle of wine in the fridge and some glasses in the cupboard."

Davey was in the kitchen in a second and back out with six glasses just as fast. Kelly had never seen anyone open a bottle of wine, and pour six glasses, so swiftly before in her life.

In no time she had a half-filled champagne glass in her hand and was taking a small sip to wet her throat, which suddenly seemed a little dry, before she finally placed the glass down on the table next to Johnnie, whose eyes immediately went straight to the lusciously pliant view down her top, before she once more stood in the centre of the five men, all of them her boyfriend's friends.

Slowly walking, making sure to gently sway her tight, round ass, after all she had said she would put in all the effort, Kelly went over to the stereo and selected a song on the CD already within the player. Then swayed over, moving her hips lightly, until she was once more in the centre of the guys.

"Now be good, or Gerrie will be mad," she said finally, thinking of her boyfriend for the first time since she had started playing cards again. The thought of dancing for his friends gave her a tingling sensation in her stomach, that the wine and lager seemed to fuel. The fact that Gerrie had been such an idiot also seemed to make Kelly more determined to give the guys a dance they'd never forget.

The mention of her boyfriend, their friend, seemed to not deter the guys one bit from wanting to see her, his girlfriend of three years, dance, and so, as the music began to play, Kelly began to move.

All eyes watched her as she lifted her hands above her head, entwining her arms as she swayed sexily to the music that seemed to fill her. Slowly with the soft rhythm she began to turn, and flow smoothly, before lowering her hands down the sides of her body, running her fingers along her gentle curves, before placing her hands flat on her stomach as she swayed and moved oh so seductively.

Her eyes locked on Simon, and she walked closer to the black man, swaying her hips, before she turned, her ass just inches from his crotch as she continued to move lithely. She could feel his desire from where she stood so close yet oh so far away, and that flame within her seemed to begin to grow into a tingling within her stomach...and still the music played, and the sensuous brunette girlfriend swayed...

Breathing a little more heavily from the mix of drink and the feelings she was experiencing, Kelly slowly swayed over to Ian and Davey, dancing slowly in front of both. Once she more ran her hands slowly up the sides of her body and large, perfectly round tits, before holding her hands high above her, arching her back slightly to push her chest out towards them. As she looked back to them, they seemed torn between drooling and burning with lust, and so smiling to herself, Kelly swayed over to Lee as the song continued.

When in front of Gerrie's best friend, Kelly placed one hand behind her head and placed a finger of the other in her mouth, touching her red lip as she stared at him, before letting her hand move down over her large swelling breasts down to her flat stomach.

Lee fidgeted on the chair, clearly uncomfortable in some 'specific' place, before Kelly smiled softly at him and moved over to where Johnnie sat on the couch, watching her intently with clear and open lust burning in his eyes. And still the beat and rhythm pounded in time with the blood in her veins and the mix of feelings, alcohol, and anger at Gerrie, in her mind.

"Now, Mr Winner," She finally said seductively as she bent forwards towards him, placing a hand either side of his head and giving her boyfriend's friend the best possible view down her top as she could without pulling it off. Johnnie seemed torn between staring down her top and at her beautiful face that was only a couple of inches from his own, "Your turn."

Kelly felt that tingling inside her begin to burn in her loins. Her pussy seemed to spark from the drink, the dancing, the fact that these men, her boyfriend's friends, were staring at her as if they simply wanted to rip her clothes off right then and there, and the added fact of anger at how stupid Gerrie had been.

Right then she did not care where he was, or what he was doing, or how pissed off he was, for her all that existed, all that she cared about, was the feeling that the music and the dance stirred increasingly within her. And so she began dancing for Johnnie.

Pushing herself back up, Kelly ran both of her hands slowly and caressingly up over her large tits, down to her stomach. She gently pulled her top up a little to expose her flat belly, before she seductively let it drop back in place again and moved back to the centre of the guys, dancing a little more.

The song ended then, and Kelly looked around with a smile, heat flushing to her cheeks as the fire within her continued to burn with the same intensity she saw in the eyes of the men around her.

"How was that? Worth it?" she asked with a coy tone.

All of the guys answered eagerly that it had most definitely been worth it.

"That was incredible, Kel, you could be a professional dancer," Davey exclaimed with excitement.

"Screw that, Davey, I've seen dancers with less heat than Kelly here," Simon added, and Kelly smiled deeply at him.

"Well thank you, boys, I'm glad you enjoyed it," she replied to them all with pride.

"Damn! I'm glad Gerrie wasn't here," Ian exclaimed with a grin, before looking around at each of them and asking, "Whew, now how do we follow something like that up?"

Kelly took a deep breath, trying to settle the heat that had begun to grow within her before she walked over to get her drink from the table by Johnnie.

The moment she got there; she gave Johnnie a playful smile. However, as she picked up her drink, Johnnie's hands suddenly found her waist and pulled her down. Without having a moment to realize what was happing, Kelly immediately fell onto his lap sideways.

The others' laughed as Johnnie pulled her down to sit on his lap, and Kelly giggled happily after the immediate shock had left her, before she placed an arm around Johnnie's neck which just made him grin widely like a Cheshire cat.

"I think jokes, or stories, or something," Lee spoke up in answer to Ian's question as the laughter died down.

"How about spin the bottle?" Ian asked with a grin, his glance flicking to Kelly with a look that seemed to openly show what he hoped that game would achieve.