“Gary,” Alexandra started. She knew she had to relieve his tension. “Don’t be mad at Adam. That really wasn’t anything.”
“His hands were all over your tits. If that’s nothing now, I wonder how far the bar has moved.” Gary inwardly winced as soon as the words came out of his mouth. Weren’t his hands all over Maggie’s tits the day before? This situation had gotten so strange.
“We’re all drinking, we’re having fun. It didn’t mean anything.”
“I just have to wonder why he’s comfortable with his hands all over you—and why you’re fine with it.”
Alexandra faced him with her hands on her hips, working up annoyance despite her guilt. “Are you asking me something? Come out with it.”
“No, I’m not. I guess this night is getting weird. I wonder how complicated it’s going to get.”
“If you’re not okay with all this, we can stop now. We can tell them we’re tired.”
“Is that what you want?”
“No. I’m having fun. If it stops being fun for me, I’ll let you know,” Alexandra said. It was weird. She had never seen Gary so guarded. She had no idea what he was really feeling. She thought maybe they should stop this.
“No, we should keep going. But am I understanding you—you think we should all have a little fun,” Gary said. He hoped his wife picked up his meaning.
“I think everyone should do what they’re cool with. It might be fun to see who chickens out first.”
Gary laughed. “You’re thinking Maggie is going to lose her mind.”
“I love her, but she is a little uptight.”
“I think she might surprise you, babe.”
The guys carried the glass topped table over by the fire pit, and the girls brought the chairs. Adam told them all to sit where they liked, but warned they would be getting up and moving and that their positions had meaning.
“This game is called Kings and Serfs,” he said.
“Of course it is,” Gary snarked. “It sounds like something they would play in a frat.”
“Has anyone heard of it?” Adam continued, ignoring Gary. He could tell his friend was annoyed, but Gary wasn’t stopping anything, so Adam was going to keep pushing. He felt the night was ripe to take things to the next level, whatever that turned out to be. No one knew the game, so he explained it. “This isn’t as complicated as it’s going to sound, but bear with me. We’ll do a couple practice rounds before we really get into it.
“The first chair, where I’m starting is the King chair. Going clockwise, the next chair is the Minister, followed by the Peasant, and finally the serf.” They all looked around. Gary was in the Minister seat, Maggie was the peasant and Alexandra was the serf. She was not pleased by what they could mean. “The serf deals. Everyone gets an equal number of cards. Then the serf gives the King their highest card, and the King gives the serf any card they choose. That’s just a formality.”
Adam handed Alexandra the cards, which she took with a good-natured sneer. Once she shuffled and dealt, she gave Adam a king and he handed her back a 7. He waited for everyone to look over their cards and then continued.
“Okay. King starts every hand. I put out a set of matching cards. Here, I’m going to lay out two 3s. The next person has to put out an equal number of the same or higher cards, or pass. So Gary, you can put down 2 of anything 3 or higher. Or pass. The hand ends when at least one person has laid something down and everyone after them has passed. The round ends when everyone is out of cards.”
“Sounds simple enough,” Maggie said.
“So what’s the catch?” Alexandra asked.
Adam smiled broadly. “In our frat, if you passed, the person above you, who laid down cards, can order you to do something. But the serf never gets to give an order, because there is no one below them.”
“Of course,” Alexandra said.
Gary’s mind immediately filled with the possibilities. His jealousy had lessened as he considered the ways tonight could go. Perhaps it would be a chance for he and Maggie to fool around out in the open. If Alexandra was content to let Adam grope her, what could she say? And what was Adam going to do? Gary was surprisingly okay with the game. He just hoped Maggie didn’t lose her nerve. He glanced over and saw her nervously bouncing in her chair and tried to radiate strength at her.
“Let’s play a few hands with no rules so everyone can get the hang of it,” Adam said.
“Sounds good,” Gary agreed.
Despite their all being drunk, it went pretty well. There were some glitches in the first run through, but by their third try everyone seemed to have it down. It was time to play for real. They drew to see who would sit where. Alexandra ended up as King—or Queen, as she insisted. Adam was her Minister, Gary the Peasant, and poor Maggie was the first Serf. The cards were shuffled, dealt and exchanged, and Alexandra began.
Alexandra laid down three 9s.
Adam studied his cards meaningfully before passing.
“Are there any limits to the Queen’s power?” she asked.
“Nope. Oh, one other thing. The King—excuse me, Queen—can overrule anyone else’s order,” Adam answered.
“That’s good to know. I’ll start easy. Adam, drink.”
Adam took a sip of his cocktail and play moved to Gary.
Gary passed as well, and Alexandra also ordered him to drink.
Maggie was able to place three queens on the table. Unfortunately, when Alexandra passed, Maggie had no control over her. As everyone passed in succession, there were no orders given and the hand was over. Maggie put the played cards aside. As the last player to lay down cards, Maggie started the next hand, playing two 5s. Alexandra improved on that with two 7s, which Adam matched. Gary had to pass, leaving Adam to issue an order. It took him a minute to think, as he was completely distracted by Alexandra’s tits. She did not put her bikini top back on, or otherwise cover up, and her tits were right there for him to stare at. He loved the way they subtly jiggled every time she moved.
“Tell the table Lexi’s best trick in bed,” Adam ordered.
Gary chuckled, and wondered if Adam already knew. You’re just being paranoid, he chided himself.
“Isn’t that more about me than him?” Alexandra interrupted.
“You can always overrule,” Adam smugly answered. It was a dare, and he knew she would not back down.
“Go ahead, dear,” she said, batting her eyes innocently.
Gary ran through the catalog of his wife’s excellent sexual tricks, but it always came back to blowjobs for him. “It’s her blowjobs,” he said. “She’s got this special thing she does.”
“Come on, that’s part of the answer,” Adam demanded.
Gary looked at his wife, who just sat there trying not to blush. He complied. “She’s really good about taking care of the balls. She never forgets the balls.”
“Really? Impressive,” Adam said, clapping his hands. “That’s good to know.”
Maggie sat there red faced. She wasn’t sure if she was ready for her secrets to be spilled like that. It was one thing to be made to do something—she could see this game turning into a strip card game very easily, and she thought she was ready for that—but to be talked about like that seemed out of bounds.
“Serf, I believe it’s your turn,” Alexandra said.
Maggie got her head in the game and shuffled through her cards. She’d actually dealt herself a good hand for this game. She deployed 2 kings.
“Very nice,” Gary said in admiration.
“It doesn’t get me anything,” she said peevishly.
“You won’t be Serf forever, hon,” Adam said.
The whole table ended up passing again, leading to a new hand. Game play seemed faster with Maggie having no ability to give a command. The next hand went with Alexandra laying down a card, followed by the guys both putting down cards and Maggie having to pass. That left Gary giving Maggie a challenge—and he thought it was time to see how she would react to a real push.
“Thanks,” Alexandra interrupted.
“I’m not complaining, honey,” Gary gave Adam a pointed look and added, “I don’t think anyone’s complaining. I just don’t think you should be the only one. It’s time for Maggie to show something.”
Maggie instantly flushed. Even though she knew where all this was probably going, she couldn’t control her initial reaction. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
Gary knew he couldn’t just have Maggie take her dress off. It wouldn’t be fair, and he didn’t know that she would even do it. It was hard to judge how wild she was ready to get. He settled on equalizing things between the two women. “You can take off your bra. That’ll get you closer to Lexi.”
You love me braless, Maggie thought, sticking her tongue out at Gary. That seemed innocent enough, though her dress was so tight in the chest it would take some maneuvering. She might need to loosen the zipper on the side. She reached for it, but Alexandra stopped her.
“I’m not overruling, but I do think it’s only fair that if Adam took my top off that Gary should take off your bra. Don’t you guys think so?”
It was a challenge to both men. Adam now had a chance to follow through and show he wouldn’t mind Gary touching his wife if it was reciprocal. And she would see if her husband was ready to play. Both men agreed without hesitation.
Gary sensed there might be some kind of trap in his wife’s challenge, but he scooted out of his seat and helped Maggie to her feet. He ran his hands over her sides and back experimentally, like he was trying to form a plan, but really he just loved touching her. She remained very still and then closed her eyes. He came to the same conclusion—that her tight dress would not allow for the easy removal of her bra. He found the zipper and felt a rush of excitement as he tugged it down.
“Hey, you don’t have to go that far,” she complained playfully.
“I need to make sure I please my Queen,” he said diplomatically. Alexandra only gave him a placid smile.
The thin straps slackened and fell off her shoulders and Maggie instinctively tried to hold her dress up, but Gary pushed her arms back to her sides. The thick, black strapless bra was edged with lace and provided an upward explosion of cleavage. Her flesh was hot to the touch and Gary’s prick stirred in his shorts as he caressed her sides. He felt the goosebumps raise on her flesh and he liked the way she squirmed. He hoped he didn’t seem too familiar with her body in front of their spouses.
Hooks gave way in the back with some effort and her breasts pushed the bra away from her once they were free. It sort of fell into the front of her dress, pulling it down. She flashed all the others as she stood straight and proud, thrusting her tits forward. Gary was proud of her moment of bravado. He didn’t even think, but covered her breasts with both hands, giving them a nice, firm massage. Maggie gasped and pushed into his hands. It felt so natural that she couldn’t help herself.
Their spouses exchanged glances. Adam would have loved to know what Alexandra was thinking, because he was sure this was not the first time Gary was feeling up his wife. And strangely, there was no urge to leap over the table and deck his friend. It turned out what he told Alexandra was true. He really didn’t mind Gary and Maggie playing around since he’d been intimate with Alexandra. It almost seemed…right. But more than that, Adam felt himself getting hard watching Gary play with Maggie’s tits. That was unexpected. He saw the lust on his wife’s face, saw her sexually in a new way, and it was damned hot. Adam was very confused.
Gary realized he’d been groping Maggie way more than Adam had touched Alexandra, so he plucked her bra from her dress and tossed it onto the table. He wanted to leave her dress unzipped, but she wouldn’t go for it. He zipped her. Gary finally noticed the way their spouses were watching them and he knew he crossed a line. He also noted that maybe they didn’t look so surprised.
After a long pause, Adam said, “Ready for the next hand?”
Everyone was gun shy to push things for the rest of the round and they finished with simple drinking challenges, or a quick flash. Adam showed his ass at Alexandra’s command and Gary ended up losing his shirt toward the end. The order the players ran out of cards and exited the game determined the seating order for the next round, which ended up being: Adam, Alexandra, Maggie and Gary. Gary took his position on the bottom good naturedly, whereas Adam had an evil gleam in his eye at being on top. Gary had a feeling things were about to take a turn.
Alexandra had the same feeling as her husband and wished she could pull Adam aside to warn him to take it easy, but she could not get him alone. She realized—just as he had—that he was not being paranoid. There was clearly something going on between their spouses, as hard as it was to believe. How could it have happened? Alexandra could not imagine either of them making the first move. She watched Maggie and her friend still seemed to be the same cute, shy woman. Maggie did not seem capable of pouncing on her husband.
Cards were dealt and Adam started low, with a pair of 3s, almost like he wanted to give everyone false confidence. They made it through to Gary, who passed. Maggie finally had her chance to give a command, but she seemed at a loss. She knew what she’d do if they were alone, but what could she order him to do in front of their spouses? She could make him strip down again, but that wouldn’t have left him with much.
“Come on, babe, you’ve got to make him do something, even if it’s just drink,” Adam said.
“He’s your serf, make him do something you want,” Alexandra suggested. “Make him give you a massage. He’s pretty good at that.”
“Only pretty good?” Gary responded.
Alexandra winked at him.
“Okay, that’ll work,” Maggie agreed. She knew very well how good Gary was with his hands. She’d been so lost in the last challenge that she had not caught their spouses response to Gary touching her, so she didn’t know anyone suspected anything.
Adam watched as Gary touched his wife once again. The undercurrent of jealousy was even weaker than before and he felt himself stiffening up again. Maggie closed her eyes and leaned back into Gary. He could see that she wanted more. It was so obvious. He picked up his cards and examined them. It was time to really get this game going.
A pair of 10s topped the table, and Adam couldn’t beat that, so he had to pass, but no one could command the King. Alexandra had to pass as well and he didn’t even pause before ordering her to massage him. She walked around behind him and tugged her fingers into his shoulders. He winced at first. She was surprisingly strong. But it did feel good.
Maggie had to pass this time around. Alexandra commanded, “Come over here and help me massage our King.” She felt bad about leaving her husband out, but teasing Adam would be awfully fun.
Maggie was a little disappointed about giving Gary up, but she felt a strange thrill as she approached Adam and Alexandra. One word lit up her brain like a lightning bolt—threesome! Not that she would do that—what about Gary—but “sharing” her husband with Alexandra filled her brain with strange ideas. She tried to move in behind, with Alexandra, but the tall blonde directed her around front. Adam took her and pulled her into his lap, facing him. His hard-on poked right into her, and she realized it was for Alexandra, not her. Adam gave her a challenging look. They’d been married long enough that he didn’t need to say a word. Maggie was sure he expected her to jump up, maybe smack him, but this was the new her. This was the Maggie who let Gary make her come—over and over again. She did not run. Maggie ran her fingers through his hair, massaged his scalp, and gave him a long, deep kiss. His cock surged against her.
Gary couldn’t help feeling jealous seeing Adam get all the attention—though it bothered him more to see
Maggie throw herself at him than watch Alexandra’s massage. Alexandra was no longer just rubbing Adam’s shoulders, but had been rubbing his chest until the spouses kissed. Her hands were almost caught between husband and wife. For a second Gary thought of his wife grabbing Maggie’s tits and his cock throbbed. Alexandra did start to rub Maggie’s back, staring at him while she did it. She was trying to communicate something to him—was it acceptance—but he couldn’t quite read her. He was too much of a whirl of emotions.
The massage threesome lasted just a few minutes—it felt like an eternity to Gary—and they got right back into the game. Everyone in the group felt they were on the precipice of knocking the barriers down. The only question was who had the guts to push first.
eleven
It was a new round and Alexandra started as she was the last to throw down cards. She tingled with anticipation and was almost afraid to put her next set down. Maggie went next, but had to pass, so Alexandra told her to, “Give the poor serf a massage.”
Maggie was happy to take care of Gary. She thought it was mean that Adam just had all the attention anyway, and she wanted Gary to know he was important too. She started with his shoulders, but as he was still shirtless, she moved on to first caressing his shoulders and arms, and then leaning forward over him. Adam was right across the table and he stared down her cleavage as she touched their friend. It was the strangest thing, but it looked like Adam actually liked seeing her with Gary, not that he was tolerating it. Was there something about her husband she should know?
Gary had to pass, but Maggie didn’t want him to move. She was enjoying herself. She ordered Gary to sit there and enjoy himself.
“Now this game is getting fun,” he said.
Adam went, but Alexandra passed. She could have gone, but was more interested in seeing what command Adam had for her. He made a show of taking a long, slow sip of his drink and then ordered, “Give Maggie a kiss. And don’t punk out, babe.”
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