Neither of us guys wanted to answer right away. Not with our girlfriends there, but of course, I felt my cock twitch in my pants at the idea of strip...poker with this group of girls. It was Brandi that answered first, agreeing that the stakes were raised – if you ran out of chips you could bet your clothes. Something tells me this was planned.The rest of the cards came out and I won the pot which meant I had Jessica’s shoes. The game was changing. It didn’t take long for the chips to be. "Do you trust me?" he said suddenly taking me by surprise. I blinked."Well, yes," I said and I did. I really did trust Uncle Jack."Come on then," he said and he took my arm, helped me up from my chair and took me up to his studio.For a soldier my Uncle was a slob, I told him so and he laughed. The room which was one huge square, had a double bed in one corner, a sofa in another which was in front of a 50inch flat TV and a small kitchen and freezer in another corner though Uncle Jack only used. Just about then she rolled over, her face was pure perfection. Small delicate features graced smooth sun kissed skin. Ben felt his cock stir. At first he was shocked, he had seen pretty girls before, hell his wife is a pure knock out. But something in this girls face called to the primal urges in him. He inhaled deeply, he thought he caught her scent in the air. This thought gave him a full fledge hardon. It took a bit to realize the girl was looking at him, her green eyes raked up and down. When you are both working on me it is the most incredible feeling ever." I stop to let what I'm suggesting sink in. Lauren is already tuned in and it only takes Kristina a few seconds to catch on."I mean, sure, if Lauren..." her voice trails off as she looks at Lauren. Lauren is smiling and nodding at her best friend. Fuck yes! Watching them eat each other is going to be another wet dream come true. I caution myself to take it slowly and let them get used to the idea in stages."Good. Why don't.