Daughter's Host Dad's Poker Game - Sex Stories

Daughter's Host Dad's Poker Game

... offering when Ray elbowed him and reminded him that they were my daughters. Then Mark said that I planned this for them to be a distraction so I could win. Before I could respond, Carol told them that I knew nothing of their attire and that it was their surprise, but if the tips were really good tonight, one never knows what could happen. I know I had a shocked look on my face when she said that and she just smiled back and told dad not to worry. It wasn’t my night at the table and by the end of the first hour, I had lost the most. The drinks were flowing freely and the guys were tipping the girls more than I thought they would. Another hour went by and I was still losing, the drinks were still flowing and the guys were still tipping the girls. The booze had loosened the tongues of some of the guys and they kept making suggestive comments to the girls. At first it bothered me but I saw that the girls handled it well, so I didn’t say anything. Carol then sort of danced over to the table and said that the winner of the next hand gets a lap dance from Diane. All eyes went to Diane and she sort of blushed, waved and wiggled her ass. Two hours of drinking must have affected me more than I thought because I found myself forgetting they were my daughters and I was hoping to win the next hand. It was Rob’s deal and you could see the guys doing their best to concentrate on their hands while keeping an eye on Diane as she moved around behind each guy asking if they needed anything ...

... else to drink. They watched her circle like hungry lions watching a gazelle at dinner time. That hand took longer to play than any previous hand but in the end Rob won. He scooted his chair back from the table and Diane moved into position. As she sat down on his lap with her back to him, Diane flipped up her tiny skirt to reveal that she was not wearing any panties. I was across the table from him and could not see what he saw but the look on his face told me what he saw. No one else saw either but the guys suspected. Carol turned on some music and Diane moved and wiggled on Rob’s lap and kept rubbing her bare ass against his lap. After about a minute, she got up and Carol turned off the music. The other guys were cheering and begging for their turns. Diane announced that whoever won the next hand would get a lap dance from Carol. Then Rob blatantly asked her if she was commando like her s****r. A couple of the guys looked shocked and evidently they hadn’t caught on. Carol just told him that he’d have to win another hand to find out. A couple of the guys reached out and tried to life her skirt, but she managed to dodge their hands. This time the hand played faster as the guys were getting hungry. When the last card was played, I won the hand. It was one of the few hands I won the whole night and for a few moments I forgot that the sexy little minx in the micro skirt was my daughter. I slid my chair back from the table and Carol moved in front of me and as she sat down on my lap ...