Chapter 35 Poker

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"Poker? You want to play poker?" Bam asked as Lila pulled a deck of cards from her pack. "Girl, I hope you brought a lot of money with you."

"Oh, we're not playing for money, honey. We're playing strip poker." Lila flashed a come hither look to Bam. "I suggest you put on some extra clothes, babe, because you're going to need them." Lila motioned to his extra shirts and jacket.

Bam was surprised, pleasantly, by her cockiness. Unfortunately, she may have underestimated him. After all with four brothers he had plenty of time to perfect his card craft but more importantly he definitely had the face for poker. "Alright, you're on woman.  Just remember, I like my women naked and in my bed."

Lila smirked and replied, "Mr. Brown, prepare to lose your shirt."

Poor Bam had no clue that Lila earned extra money by running poker parties in college. Her more affluent classmates weren't exactly skilled at such base card games as Texas Hold 'Em poker. On a good weekend, she'd pocket a couple extra hundred dollars. They had fun and she didn't have to call home for spending money. Lila's dad and Jack had taught her to play poker and she became adept at the game over the years. She probably should have disclosed that to Bam but it was going to be too much fun watching him slowly lose his clothes. Lila broke the seal on the cards and shuffled them with the skill of a professional dealer. She offered Bam the deck to cut, shuffled again and dealt the first hand.

The look on Bam's face when he lost the first hand was priceless because he never saw it coming. Her full house beat his pair of aces. "The shirt, please." Lila demanded as Bam just shook his head. Although his finely toned abs were somewhat distracting, Lila tried to remain focused on her task which was to strip Bam of all his clothes and his pride.

Bam shuffled the second hand and dealt the cards. Lila took two cards while Bam took one. She looked him in the eyes trying to read his face. He had a great poker face especially when he swapped out his regular glasses for his dark shades. Lila called Bam's hand. He had three tens. "I'll take you shirt," he said with confidence.

"Not so fast hot stuff." Lila revealed her hand of four deuces. Bam choked on his words. "Boots and socks please." Bam begrudgingly removed his duck boots and wooly socks. Lila beamed her sexy smile at him. "I'm coming for your jeans next."

Lila dealt the next hand and had pulled a pair of aces. Toying with him would be fun so she purposely threw the hand to Bam just so she could remove her shirt and tease him with her purple bra. "Getting smug now since you won a hand. Not attractive Mr. Brown."

Lila would take the next hand with ease and Bam lost his jeans. He stood up and did a little dance around the trapper shack before surrendering his pants. Lila hummed with amusement.

Now Bam sat there in only a plaid pair of boxers and his sun glasses. Lila purred lovingly to Bam, "I like my men naked and against a wall."

"You haven't  won yet." Bam growled in his usually husky voice.

Lila shuffled the cards and dealt the hand. She leaned across the cards and kissed Bam. "For luck."

Bam called Lila's hand and slowly she revealed a royal flush. Bam groaned. He thought his three Queens would take the hand.

"Mr. Brown, I'll take your boxers now." Lila squealed with excitement.

"Woman, have you no shame?"

"No, I don't. Now just take those babies off nice and slow." Lila kicked back in her chair watching Bam slowly slide the boxers down revealing the remainder of his body.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" He asked standing there in his birthday suit and sunglasses.

"I'm just admiring the view." Lila waved her hand signaling Bam to turn around in a circle. "Hmmmm, Hmmm good."

Bam caught Lila's hand and walked her backwards until her back was against the trapper shack wall. "Mr. Brown!"

Bam kissed her sweetly on the lips. "Just honoring my bet Ms. Jenkins. I believe you requested a wall."

Lila wrapped her leg around Bam's leg as he began to remove her remaining clothes. "Happy birthday Mr. Brown."

"I like your presents Ms. Jenkins."


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