big ass asian Okay, so I was a bit tipsy and, while I wouldn’t admit it, it was true that my brother’s body had intrigued me on occasion… and if I was the type for making bucket lists then a game of strip poker with two handsome men who cared about me would probably be on it. So, it’s fair to say that the idea did get my heart rate up a little. But neither my brother or I were going to be brave enough to admit that we might entertain the idea – not until my husband brought up the fact that my brother had broken up with his girlfriend over a year ago and hadn’t started dating again yet. He said something like: Isn’t it like a proven scientific truth that for men’s mental health we need to see boobs once in a while? And my brother was like, ha – maybe. And then my husband smiled and said: I read an article saying male attention can be quite beneficial for women too…
big ass asian We knew he was making it up on the spot, but how can you argue with an article you haven’t read? And besides, my husband was already opening the drawer on the coffee table and taking out the playing cards.
big ass asian My heart was beating quite hard. I wanted to play, but I wasn’t sure if it was too weird and I didn’t want my brother to feel obliged. So, I said: maybe we could just play down to underwear?
big ass asian So, it was agreed. The cards were dealt. The first hands were played. Outer layers began to be removed.
big ass asian I don’t know if they were going easy on me or if I was just getting lucky cards, but after a few rounds they were both down to boxers and t–shirts and I was still pretty well covered with my jeans and tank–top intact.
Then my brother lost a hand and had to ditch his t–shirt.
big ass asian I might have gloated a little as he stood up. He pulled his shirt over his head and struck a slightly tongue–in–cheek flex. I’ll admit my face might have flushed a little as I watched him, but it wasn’t like I was going to let him off and avert my eyes or anything; I was enjoying the power of being so clothed.
big ass asian In fact, maybe I was getting too confident, because I lost the next hand. To avoid exposing my knickers or bra, I did my best contortionist impression, reaching into my sleeves to unhook and pull my bra out of my tank top. At first my husband said I was cheating, but then he laughed and said that actually they were going to see my boobs better through that top anyway.
big ass asian It was only after I’d pulled my bra out that I realised he was probably right. The top’s a rather loose and flowy racerback in a cream colour, and I could tell by the way my brother blushed and raised his eyebrows that they were getting a fairly full view.
I guess being exposed threw my concentration off a little because I lost the next round too. Next thing, I was standing in front of two excited men, slowly sliding my jeans off, angling sideways for a moment to shake a bit of rump. Then I lost my balance a little, recovered, stomped on my jeans to get them off my feet, and picked them up and threw them across the room at my husband. They laughed and cheered.
So, you won right? I said to my husband. Is that game over?
big ass asian My brother said it couldn’t be over because my husband’s shirt was still on. My husband said if we wanted him to take it off, we’d have to make him lose a round
