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Jen laughed loudly,"Oh Em Gee! If Rat wants the welching vid sent to Maddie and the welching pics posted online and wherever else I can think of, I'm totally fine with that. Hah, wait 'til you see the pic, you'll love it."

I turned to Kate and she avoided looking at me.

"Jen, be reasonable. You've had your fun. Let's just end it now." I looked to Sal for support.

"Dude, your wife was the one that started talking shit while you were getting drinks. She was the one that wanted to bet. She was the one that upped the ante to sucking dicks. We ain't quittin'."

I pulled Kate aside. "What do you want to do? We can just go home now." I trailed off, leaving it a question.

"Dave, I really love my job. I don't want to quit."

"What did she mean about the pic?"

"We...I...didn't think a naked tit pic was good enough, cuz hers are so small, so, um, we each took a pick with Mike's cock by our open mouth. It looks like we are sucking it, but I never touched it, I swear." She let out a small sob."And, oh God, we copied our phone address books to Mike. She could send that pic to everyone I know."

"God dammit, Katie!" I drew in a few calming breaths. She looked miserable, on the verge of tears.

"OK, listen," I whispered,"Your 'just win' strategy isn't working. You're still the best player here, but you need to get your confidence back. We can still win this. I need you to go in the bathroom, and when you come out, you need to be Kate the Conqueror. You need to ...

... come out here and be the best you. And Kate, you HAVE to ignore that your tits are hanging out. You can't think about it. You can't play well trying to hide them. And you have to ignore Jen and everyone else. If you don't play YOUR game, it won't be pretend blowjobs you're giving."

Kate opened her mouth to reply, shut it and nodded.

"I need a bathroom break," she said and stepped in, locking the door before anybody could protest.

About five minutes later she emerged, shoulders back, hands at her sides, ready to go. She wasn't smiling, she had her game face on. I motioned her over.

"Are you ready to win, now? No more bullshit?" I asked.

"I'm ready, no more bullshit."

"Ok, listen. Every time you've had a tough shot you've tried to make it. Your misses have given Jen easy shots all night. Don't do that anymore, got it." She nodded. "If it's a hard shot, play a safety and give her the hard shot. You're good enough to do that and she isn't. Ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready," she added, "Thank you, Dave. I'm sorry. I know you're mad I got us into this. No matter what happens, I love you."

"I love you, too. Save your sorries for some other time and let's win this! You break."

She looked at me, surprised,"Yeah, my break."

Kate lined up the break, her big tits hanging in all their glory, and smashed the cue ball harder than I'd ever seen. Balls scattered around the table in every direction and two fell into pockets, one solid and one stripe. She looked at me and ...