Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65

The guys finally started arriving at about 7:30. I had not told them anything about what was to happen. We settled around the table and got into position to start.

In the meantime, Cindy had taken Suzanne upstairs to make sure one of the masks that bought was going to fit. When Suzanne came back downstairs it was by herself. Cindy didn't want our guests to know that she was even there. Her cover story was that she was out of town on business. When Suzanne came into the den, she was wearing both a mask and a kind of hat that held all her hair up under it. It appeared that she wanted to try to hide her Identity as much as possible.

When she came into the room, I called her over and introduced her to the guys. "Alright, guys, Miss S. has agreed to be our hostess for the night. There are some particular rules to this game that are new. I will start the dealing tonight and every time it comes back around to me, the winner of that game has first option of removing the next piece of Suzanne's clothes.

It costs $20 for the first item and $20 more for each piece after that. There was grinning and some shock on the guys faces. 'We will go, in arder, her jacket, her blouse, her skirt, her bra, and finally her panties, which will cost $100. She will not remove her stockings and shoes. If the guy with the first option declines to pay, we will bid on it starting at the agreed upon amount. The money will go into this jar." I held up a large glass jar. "You may touch and feel her a little during the delivery of drinks, but there will be no sex. She is not a prostitute. She is just here for eye candy. After the game you guys can go home and attack your wives. They all chuckled and were checking out Suzanne. I picked up the cards. "Okay, everyone, who wants something to drink?"

They ail ordered beer of some time, since there were three different kinds in the fridge. Suzanne nodded and went to the kitchen. She came back with the beers and started handing them out. When she gave me mine I ran my hand lightly over her ass. Everyone noticed. We started playing and as the hands were played, the guys asked Suzanne for some of the munchies and refills. She spoke to them with an affected deep sounding southern accent and responded promptly. I guess she was trying to disguise her voice as well.

When the first 'clothing' game came around, Suzanne stood right next to me and put her hand on my shoulder, as if awaiting the outcome. She seemed pretty relaxed at the moment and I wondered if it was just acceptance or if she was enjoying doing this as long as her identity was hidden. Bob won the game and smiled at Suzanne. He reached out and put $20 in the jar on the table while she walked over and stood in front of him. He stood up and turned her around by the shoulders. He reached up and took her jacket, taking it down her arms just like he would do any jacket and put it over his arm. Then he quickly ran one hand up over her tits. She jerked at that and turned to face him. But she didn't say or do anything. She just reached out to take her jacket and then walked over and put it on the couch. We continued the game.

There was still not much going on, but the next time around things started to get interesting. It was time for the blouse. Peter won this game and I could see his anticipation at stripping her blouse off. Suzanne again waited thru the game at my side and even leaned her hip against my shoulder. Finally, after the win, Peter grabbed $40 and put it in the jar. Suzanne went and stood right in front of him. She pulled her blouse out of her skirt to make it available to him all the way to the bottom. He started unbuttoning her blouse, making sure to rub his hands up against her tits as he did so. He took his time and kept staring at her bare skin as it came into view. When he got to the bottom, he pulled it open and ran his hands up over her tits to get to the shoulders of the blouse.

Then he lowered it down her arms and let it drop to the floor. We could all now see that she had a very conservative lightly padded bra on, cream in color, and very supportive. Peter took his time brining his hands back down over her tits and I could see Suzanne shiver or tremble from the action. Finally, he sat back down and Suzanne turned to the table.

"Does anyone need another drink?"

Everyone passed, but she picked up her blouse, put it on the couch, and went into the kitchen. She didn't return for a few minutes. We continued our game and now Suzanne, when asked for a drink, was having her ass patted and rubbed a little and a couple of times somebody would run their hands over her bare back.

Time was passing quickly when we came to the next 'clothing' game. Nobody was winning big at the table with money and the bets were pretty mild, everyone was paying too much attention to Suzanne. Bob won this game, too, and looked hungrily at Suzanne. She was standing next to me, leaning against me again and I wondered what my friends thought about that. None of them had any idea about the lifestyle change that Cindy and I had gone thru. In any case, Suzanne went and stood in front of Bob. She turned to her side so that he could reach the zipper. He lowered the zipper pretty quickly, but then he put his hands on the skirt, but not on the sides. He put his hands directly in the front and back and began to lower the skirt. Suzanne just stood there as he lowered her skirt and allowed his hands to run over her lower stomach and crotch in the front and over her ass in the back.