We Start a Family by Ale Stone
I was 28 and my wife was 26. We had just decided it was time to
start a family. I was on the verge of getting a partner into my
small firm and expand and was doing rather good money. My wife's
work didn't seem to go anywhere and she thought that now would be an
excellent time to take a break much due to my aspiring success. To
put it short, our future seemed bright.
In order to get Britt, my wife, pregnant, we hadn't had sex in a
week just before her ovulating time. This night we had eaten a good
meal, drunk some wine and sat and relaxed while playing a game of
gin and sipping another glass of red. Not to get in the mood. That
wasn't necessary we were both hot as hell from our short celibacy,
usually we had sex at least once a day. No we just sat and enjoyed
each others company. Talked a little but mostly concentrated on the
game.
I had just asked Britt if she would like another glass of wine when
there was a knock at the door and I went to open it. Outside stood
Rolf, a friend of ours and the man who I thought of getting in as a
partner. "Hi," he said. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I
would..." I saw that he wasn't quite sober. Not drunk but well on
the way. "Oh. Hi. Come in," I reluctantly offered and he squeezed
past me. "I have been at my boss's birthday-party and I kept
thinking of our plans. I think its time to go for it. It feels
right. Mind you I like my work and my mates and I even like my boss,
but I would like to try something new. And money..."
I interrupted him.
"All right, but not tonight. We'll discuss it tomorrow. Come in and
sit down and relax. Britt and I were playing gin and drinking a
glass of wine, would you like to join?"
"In the game, or in the wine?"
"Which ever you prefer."
"Ok, but make it a beer if you got some, and maybe a whiskey."
"Sure. No problem."
I followed him in to Britt and asked her if she to would like a beer
with a chaser instead of the wine, she nodded while greeting Rolf. I
went to fetch us some beer and glasses for the liquor and when I
came back Rolf and Britt were engaged in a discussion. They let it
go when I sat down beside Britt, Rolf was sitting opposite us in a
chair and the table was between us. Rolf looked at the cards.
"So you were playing cards?"
"Well, yes. Gin."
"Oh well I'm a poker man myself."
"I'm no good at poker," Britt said. "I always seems to throw away
the wrong cards."
"Yes, that usually is the beginners mistake. There are some simple
rules. I can teach you if you like."
"Ah, well I'm really not that interested in poker, you know."
We dropped the subject for the time being and just made some
smalltalk while drinking some more. Soon I began to feel the effect
of the wine and the booze. Rolf took the cards and showed us some
card-tricks. Britt giggled at some of them and was surprised with
some. I felt a little left out, I've seen them before. More than
once.
"What about the poker-rules," I said. "Why don't you show them to
us?"
"Well, I'm not sober enough to remember them now. Another time
maybe."
"Why don't we just play some?" I said. "Alright with you Britt?"
"Sure. As long as it won't cost me to much."
"No. We can play strip poker. That's the cheapest game. Don't you
agree, Rolf?"
"Sure. You really don't lose anything. Just put it in as forfeit,
and of course for fun."
"Oh, alright then. But not for to long. I'm getting rather drunk and
one more beer and a whiskey, then it is off to bed."
"Maybe by then you just have to put your nightie on and don't have
to undress, so either way you wont lose anything," I said at which
she giggled and Rolf laughed.
We played some rounds and lost equally, our socks, trousers and
shirts. Britt was dressed in jeans and t-shirt so we were even till
then. But after that Bitt had one advantage. She was wearing a bra
and panties. Rolf and I was only wearing shorts. I don't know if
Rolf lost on purpose but I won the next deal and Britt had to choose
if she wanted to shed her bra or her panties. In this situation I
think most women prefer to show their tits instead of showing their
pussies and Britt did just that. She shed her bra and showed us her
small, pert tits. The nipples were not fully erect but they were
well on their way. She giggled a little embarrassed, as far as I
knew not too many men had seen what she was showing Rolf.
"I think I need another whiskey," she said. Forgetting all about the
bedtime she had proclaimed earlier.
I stood and showed her that her display hadn't gone unnoticed by me.
My cock was half-hard and I'm sure it showed when she looked at me
but she soon averted her eyes and looked over at Rolf. She must have
been a bit disappointed because he had already lost his shorts and
sat down and didn't show anything more than his naked belly.
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