Chapter 171 My Husband's Poker Night

• Peter and I had been married for seven years. Things were comfortable...we both had good jobs, good friends, a nice home, and plenty of hobbies and interests. One of Peter's interests was playing poker. He and his buddies played at our house every week. I didn't mind at all. I liked his friends and I enjoyed serving them snacks and hanging around them as they joked and needled each other, all the time laughing when winning and grumbling when losing.
• Peter's friends always paid me a lot of attention during these poker nights at our house. And why not? I'm a pretty brunette with a constant smile and great figure – about 5'5", with a slim waist and 36D rack that seemed to get a lot of looks, and - frankly - I loved showing it off. I enjoyed all the attention I got from Peter and his friends, and even started dressing a little more risqué for these game nights....usually a mini-skirt or short shorts, with a tank top or thin cotton shirt. Sometimes a short sun dress or just an oversized football jersey.
• Peter had noticed how much I enjoyed the attention of his friends, and he encouraged me to be even more friendly while providing snacks and getting beers. He even suggested I not wear a bra or panties under my thin clothing. (I think he thought he'd win more pots if his friends were distracted.)