Flash in the Night

During an evening of our regular poker game at a Billy’s a friend’s house, where the beer had been flowing freely and everyone was feeling comfortably chilled including Billy’s Wife Sandra, who had been drinking white wine while she watched the tennis on TV. Between opportune moments of the tennis she had kept all of us guys supplied regularly with beers. The guys all appreciated her efforts and often bought her flowers, chocolates or wine as a thank you. I think this was probably a smoke screen of an excuse to buy a pretty woman gifts. This was certainly part of my reasoning, not that I (and presumably the others) thought there might be any chance of physical relationship. Sandra was a very pretty woman in her mid thirties, red hair, about a hundred and ten pounds and a very shapely figure. Her legs were long and her breasts appeared to be full, firm and round.

The game was coming to a close and we were all ready for ‘one last beer for the road’ ably delivered by the lovely Sandra. As she gave Rob his beer she commented that his favourite football team, the Tigers were going to be done over the following day by her team. Good natured banter followed culminating in Rob saying “OK what’s your wager?”

“Fifty dollars” she replied.

“Fifty dollars!”He laughed. “If you’re that confident, let’s make it something better than money” countered Rob. “Let’s make the bet something big”.

“What do you have in mind?” Sandra said.

“If I lose, I’ll serve the beers all night in women’s underwear at the next poker night Rob said.

The guys all laughed and made the comment that was something he did all the time at home and he was just looking for an excuse to do it in public.

“HaH! I AM so confident that I’ll strip off stark naked here in front of you all if Westies lose tomorrow!”

Her bet seemed won before it started. Westies were riding high and were almost unbeaten all season while the tigers were in a bit of a slump.

I am sure everyone was listening eagerly as I was for the football results the next day. I waited with bated breath for the results to come in.

My dreams came true! Westies were indeed beaten by a single goal.

I thought. “I can’t wait for next month’s poker game.”

The following month came around so slowly. Billy gave everyone a fright by calling each of us to say that poker night was cancelled due to unforeseen circumstances. He soothed our disappointment by revealing it was a joke and it was start time of seven o’clock as normal.

There were normally one or two stragglers early in the evening but everyone was as expected, on time.

Some strange bets were made that night. No one could concentrate. As the night wore on Rob finally asked what time are we going to see the show.

Are you really going to make me go through with it?”Sandra pleaded.

“A bet is a bet” Rob answered her.

“Darling do I have to?” she turned to her husband.

“You made the bet, now you have to see it through. “

“Oh god.”

“Alright then but there are some rules. This is not going to happen until the last game and the last drink. There will be more rules which I will explain later.”

At close on midnight last drinks came round and we waited in anticipation.

Sandra came into the room and began to close all the curtains. “I don’t want any passersby looking in the windows.” She explained.

Strange I thought, “We are at the back of the house!”

“O.k. everyone hand over your phones, no photos.”

Everyone did as they were told without hesitation.

“OK, everyone take a slug of beer because you won’t be able to for the next few minutes.”

Puzzled we all took a slurp.

She surprised us all by taking plastic tie straps and securing our hands to the arms of our chairs.

She looked lovely wearing a white blouse and dark skirt, and I couldn’t wait to see them taken off. She left the room and closed the door behind her. We waited, the anticipation growing. I had a hard on growing more and more.

Suddenly Sandra called out “Are you ready?”

Various responses came back including “Get ’em off” from her own husband.

Everything went black. The lights had gone out. A power cut perhaps?

We heard the door open, saw nothing it was pitch black, but heard Sandra’s voice say

‘Oh dear a power cut? I will have to talk you through it.” The card table had been moved earlier and we sat in a semi circle. She began about eight feet away. You could hear a pin drop. The sound of buttons being undone was unmistakeable.

“Blouse first” she said. “”That’s the front ones done” tugging the waist from out of her skirt. “Mustn’t forget the wrists”.

The ruffle of material as she removed it was quite clear. It was amazing how my hearing improved now that I was for all intents and purposes blind.

I heard her approach my left where Mick was sat and I heard the garment drop. Mick was surprised but only drew in a sharp breath. She walked back but not as far as her initial eight feet if Ii judged it correctly.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this” she said.

I heard her zipper being pulled down and the skirt being slipped down and her stepping out of it. She walked forward and dropped it in Billy’s lap who was to my immediate left. “That’s the skirt gone” she said. “For all of those with a vivid imagination, I am stood here in my bra and panties.”

She stepped back but I knew she was close, I could hear her breathing.

“Here goes” she said.

I heard the snap of a clasp and rustle of material as she removed her bra. Her hand reached out in the dark and patted around until she found my hand. “Ah Steve” and with that dropped the bra over my hand. The image of her stood in front of me in just her panties was just about making me cum in my pants.

She brushed against my knees as she moved to my right where her husband sat. She snapped the elastic of her panties and said “Here it is boys.”

I heard her move towards her husband Billy as the chair creaked somewhat noisily. Did I hear a muted wet slick noise? The chair creaked some more. Suddenly I knew. She had tied our hands facing down but his right hand was facing up over. My god he was fingering her right in our presence. Another creak and she was stepping towards the door. We heard the door open and close. A couple of minutes later the light came on and she entered the room dressed in a robe.

I’m sorry to cheat you guys somewhat but I couldn’t go through with it. It was Billy’s idea to do it in the dark.”

She had brought in a pair of snips and removed all of the tie straps.

Billy thought it might make up for things somewhat if everyone had another beer before you left. With that she removed her robe revealing she was only dressed in bra and panties and a light negligee. “Now, who wants a beer?” She brought back beers wearing stiletto shoes in addition to the bra and panties but nothing else. “You will get your phones back as you leave.” With that she left the room leaving us with the indelible image of her in bra and panties.

As we left Rob called out that he was taking bets for the next game. “No chance.” Sandra replied from the family room.

I was the last one out of the door and I quietly asked Billy “Did, you, you know? And gestured with my hand and finger. Billy gave a knowing nod and helped me out of the door.

Unfortunately the show was never repeated much to everyone’s regret.