Carmen's Poker Game Fantasy

"You can't be serious," Carmen sputtered in alarm glaring at him from her side of the bed.

Xavier's smile was mischievous, "depends, how badly do you want to go to Europe?"

Carmen frowned and raised an eyebrow in disbelief, "you want to trade me prancing about for your friends in slutty clothes, serving you idiots beer at your stupid poker game before you'll agree to pay for our Europe trip?"

"Well, when you put it that way, maybe it's not a good deal for me. It's only one night after all." Xavier twisted his lips and mock pondered.

"I say again, you can't be serious," Carmen huffed. After a brief pause, she lifted her adorable frowning brown eyes with their heavy dark lashes back to his smirking face, "Won't you be jealous?" she asked.

Xavier's tan, handsome face grinned, "they sure will be."

Carmen blushed but tossed a pillow at him nonetheless. Xavier grabbed the pillow using it to prop himself up as he lay on his side. Carmen picked up her magazine and pretended to return to her reading.

Xavier reached out slowly and began tracing the line of her scanty pajama tank top from shoulder to cleavage and then he slid his finger over the thin fabric circling her nipple.

Carmen sighed and set her magazine down and turned to look at him. His was using the pleading, heated smirk that he knew she couldn't resist. She could feel herself softening, but still lightly swatted his hand away. Two could play at this game she thought, she pushed him back onto his back and straddled him pulling her top over and off until her naked, perky breasts dangled deliciously above him, pretty brown nipples hardening into sexy nubs.

Xavier's eyes were hooded over a lazy smile. He bit his lip as his hands reached up to pet her plump mounds.

Carmen grabbed his wrists and cocked her head, "eh, eh, eh, not so fast," Carmen teased. "Maybe you don't get these tits if you're wanting to share them around."

Xavier's dark eyes flashed and he rose up unseating her, soliciting a girlish squeak from Carmen. He swiftly repositioned her beneath him on the bed, pinning her arms above her head. He smiled wickedly before descending down to nuzzle a breast and suckle the nipple. Carmen couldn't help but moan.

"I think," Xavier murmured while rubbing his stubbled cheek along her other breast and darting his tongue out to its unmolested nipple, "I think you would enjoy it as much as I would. Perhaps more. Remember, it was your fantasy."

Carmen wiggled and panted but managed to protest, "Exactly! Fantasy! I didn't say I wanted it to actually happen! I'd never be able to look those guys in the face again. What would they think of me?!"

Xavier brought his face up to hers, his muscled body braced above her, "they all think you're hot, babe. Don't worry about them. This will be a dream come true for everyone involved. You know I'd beat the shit out of anyone who disrespected you. I'm not asking you fuck them; I just want to show off what a hot little slut I have."

He ground his growing erection into his girlfriend's crotch eliciting another sexy moan. Xavier claimed her pouty lips and between nibbles whispered huskily, "No one will doubt that you are mine." Carmen laced her hands into his dark hair and rubbed her tits up against him.

When Xavier rose up and pulled off his undershirt, Carmen started to wiggle out of her pj bottoms. By the time she threw the soft thin fabric shorts aside, Xavier was naked, half sitting, half kneeling on the bed stroking his cock, drinking her in like a tonic. Carmen flushed and leaning back opened her shapely, tan legs for him revealing her glistening pussy.

Xavier's eyes blazed and he descended entered her slowly at first allowing her tight pussy to adjust to the hard, thick intrusion. As he began pistoning in and out of her tight, wet hole, Xavier, growled out in time with his thrusts, "you are so. fucking. hot."

Carmen smiled seductively up at him and began playing with her bouncing breasts, tweaking and petting the hardened nipples. God, he felt so good inside her. She met his thrusts and tightened herself around him in a pulsating rhythm. His sweating brow knitted in concentration and his teeth barred as he groaned in pleasure.

She loved that she could do this to him. His dark eyes bore into hers, and he shifted his rhythm and she felt the tingling heat of him rubbing so good in just the right spot. Her legs began to shake as the sweet pressured was building in her core.

"Yes!" she screeched as he continued to pound her mercilessly, her pussy constricting and spasming along his length. His animal groan and taut body stiffening announced his own release and after a final thrust, he gingerly pulled out of her dripping pussy with a huge sigh.

They lay in relaxed, glowing harmony until Xavier finally drug himself from the bed and Carmen couldn't help but admire his adorable, hot ass as he stalked off towards the bathroom.

She lay back pondering the images that had arisen in her head as her boyfriend had fucked her. Men stroking their cocks looking at her hot body, begging her to show more and more, begging to touch her, to fuck her. Between those flashing images and the delicious sight of her own gorgeous boyfriend plowing her, it had definitely been a hot little Sunday morning fucksession.

Xavier was so sexy, he knew just how to send her. Still, she frowned, there was no way he could be serious about the poker game.

Could she really be a little slut waitress for his friends? Granted, Xavier's friends were all fairly good looking in their own way. All were fit and cute. Pfft, Carmen shook her head and rolled her eyes. No fucking way.

Jake especially would never let her live it down. Xavier could not have been serious. Didn't he see the way Jake looked at her? And what about Chris? He was a nice enough guy, but always seemed a bit uncomfortable around Carmen and never looked her in the eyes. Only the always smiling Alejandro, Xavier's cousin, seemed to behave remotely normal around Carmen. Maybe it was because Alejandro was the only one besides Xavier who seemed capable of dating a woman for more than a month. Speaking of which, what would Christina think?

Carmen arose from bed and stretched. She would put it out of her mind. Just Xavier's silly Sunday teasing and egging her on she thought with a shrug. She heard the shower start in the bathroom. She hoped Xavier wasn't going to use all the hot water. Perhaps, she should sneak into the shower too to make sure she wasn't left in the cold.

~

The weekdays passed without incident and Thursday night found Carmen and Xavier munching on deli sandwiches they'd grabbed from the corner grocery after a hectic work day. Xavier threw back a cold beer and rubbed his girlfriend's shoulders as they sat watching Netflix.

"I have a present for you, little mouse." Xavier said his voice thick with restrained excitement.

Carmen turned round to look quizzically into his charming, smug face. Xavier, who half the time forgot anniversaries and Birthdays had got her a present?

"It's hanging on the bedroom door," Xavier laughed at the incredulity on Carmen's pretty face.

Carmen's curiosity got the better of her and she scrambled to find the large bag hanging from the door handle. Inside buried in crepe paper was lingerie. Carmen smiled and raised her eyebrows pulling out the puffy, little, black skirt trimmed with lace, the matching black with white trim pushup bra, the see-through frilly short apron and the black bowed collar. She grinned and shook her head and carried the incriminating props back to Xavier.

"Is this what you wanted me to wear tonight? Wanted a little 'service' eh?" Carmen smirked at him.

Xavier licked his lips and sighed, "No, cutie, it's for tomorrow night. You're going to play maid at the poker game. Don't you remember?"

Carmen frowned and after a few beats shook the bag at him, "If you think I'm going to wear this while your buddies are here you've got another thing coming!"

Xavier infuriatingly just smiled a heated smile at her. He seemed to have not taken her refusal seriously as he simply replied in a teasing tone, "we should probably talk about hard limits for the poker game. I don't want you to have any regrets or to push you too far."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Carmen spat, "I've already said 'no' to the whole thing. There's your fucking limit." She swirled around and stomped off to the bedroom. Secretly some part of Carmen swooned at the prospect of displaying herself for a bunch of handsome horny friends of Xavier's, but a larger part of herself was horrified by the idea.

"Carmen, bonita," Xavier crooned as he followed her. Carmen hunched her shoulders and crossed her arms in front of her. Xavier rubbed her arm and huskily whispered into her ear from behind, "Babe, I don't ask for many kinky things. You know I'd loved to fuck your hot ass, but you don't want it, and I haven't pressured you. This is something you said gets you hot. When you told me about it, it got me going too. It's just one night. We won't see these guys again until after our trip . . ."

Carmen turned her scowling beautiful face up to look at Xavier's smoldering, pleading gaze. He stroked her cheek then kissed her forehead. She felt herself weakening.

"Come on," Xavier said silkily, "let me show you what they won't have." He took the bag of clothes from her and set it on the floor and then led her to the bed.

~

Friday evening, Carmen clasped the bra behind her and froze as she turned to look in the mirror. She looked fucking hot. Her breasts squeezed into impossibly high mounds above the white lace of the low-cut, black bra. Her smooth stomach cinched tight around the waist with the satiny, short black skirt that flared out into a white-ruffled poof on her thighs.

Carmen turned to show her backside to the mirror and as she had suspected the skirt barely covered her plump ass. She bent experimentally at the waist and saw the skirt rise up her backside revealing her black lacy panties.

Carmen began to tremble all over. I can't do this! She thought. But, in addition to her nervous fear, her body responded to the thought of being seen like this by slickening the folds of her traitorous pussy.

Carmen shook herself and put on the delicate apron that added scant protection over her torso and added only a little gauzy flounce to the black skirt. She tied the white, chiffon bow behind her at her waist and felt the long tails tickle her thighs. She then tied the silky black bow tie around her neck and stared at the subservient little fuckslut that blinked back at her.

Xavier entered the bedroom and whistled appreciatively. Carmen blushed, "I don't think I can do this," she stuttered. "Shhh, mi amor," Xavier soothed. "I thought you could wear your red shoes and those black thigh highs you sometimes wear," he smiled and bent down to kiss the rising arc of her breast plumping over the pushup bra then he stroked her elegant neck.

His gaze was absolutely ravenous. Carmen returned his heated look with a pursed, sexy pout. Xavier sucked in a breath through his teeth, "They won't know what hit them, little mouse. Then you and I will have some fun." He smiled his most devastating smile at her. "Thank you," he whispered hoarsely as he left the room. Carmen noticed he was walking a little bit awkwardly and smiled to herself.

~

When Jake first caught sight of Carmen he did a double-take. He had been orchestrating this little scenario for some time, but even his wildest, jerk-off imaginings didn't prepare him for the vision before him.

Carmen's long dark hair, flowed down around her exceptionally beautiful face, her red, pouty lips trembling with nervousness. He drunk in her magnificent figure squeezed into the humiliating, little, wet-dream maid outfit, her impossibly long tan legs accentuated by sheer black thigh highs, the red pumps begging him to bend her over and fuck her until she wailed for mercy.

Jesus! Xavier was an idiot, Jake thought, but he smiled and shuffled his cards avoiding the gaze of his friend and of his deliciously fuckable girlfriend.

~

"Call," said an agitated Chris. For someone so often admired by wistful females for his boyish, sensitive, handsome face, Chris certainly didn't seem to handle seeing a beautiful, "off-limits" girl in lingerie with much aplomb. He admitted to himself he'd had a crush on Xavier's voluptuous girlfriend for some time, but it was ridiculous how he found himself either staring buggy-eyed at the fucking arousing figure of Carmen or completely unable to look at her at all. 'Pull yourself together man' he chastised himself.

Xavier was losing badly. It was amazing any of them could keep playing cards at all with the delectable Carmen refilling their drinks as she smiled her gorgeous, red-lipped, pouty smile. Chris groaned softly to himself and adjusted his crotch under the table.

~

Carmen was pleasantly surprised how easily she was pulling this off. No one attempted to grope her or made lewd comments. The person she seemed to most distract was her own sweet Xavier who lost himself watching her wiggle and sway as she refilled drinks and leaned over her man to surveyed his cards.

Jake didn't seem to be leering much more than usual although his smoldering hazel eyes did peer at her discretely above his cards on occasion, pretty boy Chris seemed to be avoiding her even more than usual and charming Alejandro seemed completely unaffected by her revealing outfit and demure offers of drink refills.

In fact, it might be a short game as Xavier seemed to be dwindling out of funds quickly and she recalled amusedly that he didn't let the night go for too long if he himself was out of the game. She had actually enjoyed her masquerade as it felt like she was parading around for only Xavier's enjoyment.

Carmen shifted her hips sexily as she walked and when she thought only Xavier was looking, she pretended to drop something, bending over exposing her plump ass cheeks and naughty panties.

~

Xavier opened his hands apologetically, "I'm out," he said. Jake tapped the cards in front of him and managed to avoid looking at the sexy Carmen. Jake seemed to nod to himself and replied looking bold-faced into Xavier's discouraged eyes, "how about we play for Carmen taking a shot?" Xavier looked confusedly at Jake and then at Carmen. She shrugged her shoulders. She had only sipped on a couple beers herself, what would one shot do? Xavier nodded.

Jake won the hand and looked over at the sultry beauty expectantly. Carmen shrugged, poured herself a shot of tequila and knocked it back. She pinched a lime wedge between her plump, erotic lips and sucked the sweet, sour juice to ease the harsh shot. As she looked over at Jake for approval of her compliance, she was shocked by the heat behind his hazel-eyed gaze. Jake licked his lips and smiled a tight smile before returning his eyes to the game at hand.

"I'm still out," Xavier bemoaned dejectedly, but Jake calmly held out a hand motioning for delay. "Your sexy girlfriend's been cock-teasing us all night," Jake growled. "Maybe, we should play a little strip poker. Our cash against her stripping? Unless she thinks you'll lose?" Jake smiled a sinister smile. Alejandro shrugged and Chris stared hard at the beer in his hands.

Carmen was taken aback but she recognized the stubborn fire in Xavier's dark eyes. Her boyfriend might have had a few too many she thought, but when Xavier pursed his lips and did a "bring it" motion with his hands as Alejandro dealt the cards, she didn't say anything. The boys had seemed to be on their best behavior so far and she would put a stop to this before it got out of hand.

The buzz of the shot pleasantly relaxed Carmen and as she poured another round of drinks, she didn't even notice Jake's tight jaw as he accepted her offered beverage.

It wasn't long before Xavier was in dire straits again. Another hand lost and Carmen found herself pierced by Jake's expectant gaze once again. She reached down to grapple with her thigh highs attached to the garter belt. Jake smirked and snarled, "I think those should be the last to come off, how about the little apron Missy?" Carmen blushed and untied the scanty apron. 'Not much of a reveal there' she thought.

"And how about another shot," Jake challenged tipping his glass to Carmen. She threw the see-through apron on the counter and smiled raising an eyebrow as she poured herself another tequila and rose it in time with Jake's cheers.

Carmen had to admit she was enjoying this. It made her feel powerful how clearly Jake was affected by her and there was nothing he could do about it. Despite Jake sometimes giving her the creeps, Carmen had to admit that of all Xavier's friends, Jake was the most physically attractive. His tousled brown hair, broad shoulders and commanding confidence made the chiseled, masculine handsomeness of his face all the more intimidating. Meanwhile, her sweet, beautiful Xavier was putty in her hands tonight, and she was enjoying the warm buzz of alcohol pleasantly dulling her nervous inhibition.

The next round, Carmen lost the black bow around her neck and knew she should call it quits if they wanted her to leave the thigh highs on as the next piece of clothing to go would expose either her breasts or panties. Unless, she thought coyly, she could shimmy out of her panties and leave the skirt on.

Carmen smiled a wicked smile to herself. Yes, that would be a good ending. Her body heated and tingled just thinking about ending the night in the slutty outfit with no panties on with the guys knowing but not able to see under or do anything and then leading Xavier to bed. She would require a little reciprocity from Xavier after all she'd done. Lucky for her, Xavier was the one man she'd been with who could make her cum with his hot mouth.

The next hand finished quicker than Carmen anticipated and she didn't have time to think as Jake shepherded the pile of dollar bills in the center of the table towards his already substantial pile. "Well, pretty servant girl?" Jake asked without looking up. "What's it going to be?"

Carmen hesitated and Xavier attempted to come to her rescue, "It's okay, little mouse, I can just give an IOU and be out. It's the rule we can give one IOU the last round. God, you are the most beautiful . . ." but Carmen placed her hand on Xavier's shoulder and quirked an adorable smile down at him.

"I think we can go one more round," she said and winked at him. Carmen felt little thrills as she saw all the men's hungry eyes were on her. Even shy Chris with his sensitive blue eyes was watching her, his mouth parted slightly with lust.

Carmen stepped back and slid her pretty hands under the flouncing black skirt and carefully tugged her scanty black lace panties down, shimmying her hips so she didn't need to bend over. Once she managed to expertly pull them over her round ass cheeks without bending or lifting the skirt, the panties easily slunk down her legs and she stepped out of them kicking them aside with her red high heels. She'd done it with exposing anything. As the cool air brushed against her dripping pussy, Carmen smiled in triumph.

Jake cheered raising a glass, Chris gawked and Alejandro, after sharing a raised eyebrow look with Xavier, blinked his large dark eyes and quirked a small smile at the corner of his mouth as he looked at his cousin's naughty girl.

Xavier stood sprouting a bulge in his pants and took his girlfriend in his arms and Carmen responded by wrapping her arms around him and returning the sloppy, drunken kiss. As Xavier swung Carmen around to kiss her, he unintentionally swished her skirt revealing a tease of plump ass from behind.

Xavier's eyes were warm and drunk with affection as he released his hold on her. He stumbled slightly and announced to the room, "I need to take a piss and then one more round for an IOU."