Airbnb- Poker Night - Sex Stories

Airbnb- Poker Night

... the scene. I’m down for it if you are.”

We kicked around some rules and ideas for the evening, then, noticing the time, we hopped out and showered together. We dressed casually and I noticed that I could lose five hands and Rhonda six.

Rhonda was in the kitchen preparing snacks when Lisa called.

I answered the phone, and she said, “Hi, John; I am so nervous that I’m not sure I can do this.”

I responded in a soothing tone and said, “Relax Lisa, if you’re dressed already, go ahead and come on over. We can have a few glasses of wine and put you at ease.”

After a long pause, she said, “Ok.” She hung up the phone and I turned to Rhonda and said with a smile, “She’s got the jitters, we may have to lock her in.”

Rhonda finished the cheese, fruit, and cracker tray and said, “I think she’ll be fine once she gets here. We should get high, too; that will help.”

I nodded, and then the doorbell rang. I answered it and opened the door to a very nervous but very sexy-looking neighbor. She was wearing tight-fitting yoga pants, a white t-shirt, and a pair of sandals. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she had on pink lipstick.

“You look great,” I said as I pulled her into the house, hugged her, and closed the door. Rhonda ran over and hugged her as well and said, “I’m so glad you came. Come on into the kitchen.”

I poured her a glass of wine, and we both sat at the table as Rhonda continued to put together a variety of finger foods and snacks. We sipped our ...

... wine and refilled our glasses before moving into the living room. I dimmed the lights a bit and put on some contemporary jazz, and soon we had the perfect chill atmosphere in place.

I spoke up and, as I lit a joint, said, “Let’s take a few hits that will help relax you.”

She agreed, after a brief pause, and I wondered if maybe she had never been high before.

We each had about three hits before we heard the knock on the door, and James walked in. He was dressed much the same as he was during our previous game. His arrival had a definite effect on Lisa, and she responded to our introduction shyly.

We all sat down, poured a glass of wine for James and he helped us finish the joint. Rhonda broke out the snacks, we opened two more bottles of wine, and everyone relaxed with the help of the wine and weed. We finished the second joint, and the time was at hand.

“Is anyone feeling lucky?” I asked, holding up the deck of cards. This got a rise from the guests, and everyone seemed perfectly at ease. I laid out the rules: the first one to lose all their clothes would be the servers for the rest of us, and the last person with clothes on had the option to keep them on or strip with the rest of us.

I dealt and was on a roll; within a short time, everyone’s shoes were off, and Rhonda and Lisa had taken their shirts off. James lost the next hand and took off his t-shirt, and I could see Lisa staring at his muscular chest. The girls' bras came off next and I still had only ...