"Can you believe we did that?" ask Maggie, taking a last bite of her sandwich. "It was so embarrassing ... and yet kind of thrilling."
"You were excited about that?" ask Pam. "I mean you showed your ass and I am sure your pussy to the whole audience."
"Don't you start getting all prissy on us," chides Abbey. "There was a visible puddle on your chair when we left the bar. Good thing we went right home."
"I know, but I just didn't think Maggie was into it since she got the brunt of it," answers Pam. "How did that guy taste," she adds in for effect.
"I can't believe I swallowed that guys cum. I have never let any guy loose it in my mouth before. It has always disgusted me before but Friday night..."
"You sound like you are ready to do it again,” says Abbey trying to feign disgust but not doing a good job of it.
"I know this sounds goofy, but if I wasn't so afraid of my son or a co-worker getting a hold of a picture of me like that, I might go back to the show."
"I know what you mean," slips Pam.
"Are you guys going to become porno queens," laughs Abbey.
"You know you got a kick out of it too," Maggie tells her.
A waiter approaches their table as the conversation goes on. "Sleep my beautiful triplets," he mutters and three heads drop down as one. "Now heads back up while I talk."
He continues talking with them for ten minutes. He mutters, "now awake" as he stands and leaves.
The three ladies take up their conversation right where they left off, not realizing a thing has happened or even giving notice to the man.
"I know something daring we could to in private," Pam begins as man walks off. "How about a game of strip poker, just between sisters."
"Seems kind of lame," begins Maggie. "We all know each other."
"Well I could invite a friend," answers Pam. "It is still a girl but she would be a stranger to you guys."
"How about we video tape it," adds Abbey. "It would be kind of like having an audience."
"And have a camera. That way if anyone chickens out, we could use it as a threat. Publish the pictures on the internet if they don't hold up their end," grins Pam.
"You guys are sick," starts Maggie.
"Don't give me that, I can tell the idea excites you. Look at your nipples poking through your shirt, " shoots back Pam.
"Shit, I can't believe I forgot my bra again. That is three days in a row," growls an embarrassed Maggie. "Your on, Randy is going to be at his father's until Friday night for his birthday. We'll use my house."
"I'll look up some rules on the internet so there won't be any arguing," adds Pam.
"Its a date," says Abbey as she gets up to leave.
"See you gals tomorrow," Smiles Maggie. "Same place, same time. And on Friday, make sure you wear something sexy," she winks as she leaves, "since I am going to have to see you guys sitting around in it."
What the fuck has happened to us. Are we just some frustrated exhibitionist bitches? I never have been interested in woman before and now I am drooling at the prospect of seeing my own sisters naked. Just a week ago I wouldn't have been caught dead in a mini and now it is my daily wear. I can remember how I would never wear uncomfortable thong panties and now my ass feels empty without one of those wedged up my crack.
Mmmmm...
And it was so good to get back at Maggie. Even if she did look hot. And little Abbey who is not so little, I wouldn't mind seeing more of her.
Mmmm...
I think I will go to the bathroom now and take a peek at those pictures Trish took for me. Trish, yes, I bet she would love to play in a little game of poker. Maybe I can get back a little more at Maggie.
Mmmm... Yes ...
The same man who appeared to be a waiter the day before leaves the table as the conversations begins after the lapse.
"You know its all fun and games for you two," starts Maggie as they talk about the Poker game, "but if Randy ever saw a picture of me in lingerie, how would it look?"
"We could dress up," Pam tells her. "Listen there are four of us. Trish, my friend, is a brunette; you are a brunette, and Abbey and blondes. How about we each dress as one of the queens. Trish could be the queen of clubs, you can be the queen of spades, I'll be the queen of hearts and Abbey will be the queen of diamonds."
"Yeah," continues Abbey. "Each of our undergarments will be the color of the suit. Red for Pam and I and black for you and Trish."
"Ok, and how about those half masks that hid your face," adds in Maggie. We can glue the matching queen to show what suit we are."
"I know it is silly but somehow, I know it is going to be fun," adds Pam.
"Thank you for including me in," grins Abbey.
"We wouldn't be a full deck without you," grins Pam.
I never would have dreamed it would be so exciting to play strip poker with my sisters, but it's a real turn on. I am going to get something real sexy for Friday night. I don't want them to think I am a dud.
Mmmm... it is fun just thinking about it. Makes me squirm in my seat.
I am so glad they included in the game. Usually they just leave me out. At least that's how it feels. So nice to be included.
Mmmm...
Friday night hurry up and come.
"Hey everyone," smiles Pam. "This is Trish, she is going to join us Friday." She indicates the waitress as she comes over to the table.
"Hello Trish," smile Maggie. "Nice to meet you. Your face looks vaguely familiar, have we met before?"
"Probably saw me here waitressing," smiles Trish, somewhat awkwardly.
"Yeah," Pam goes on. "This is where I first met her. She has been like a sister to me. So I thought she could be our forth sister in the game."
"Pam told what we were playing?" asks Abbey. "And what to wear?"
"Yes," she replies somewhat blushing. "I never played strip poker before, but somehow it sure seems exciting."
"Oh it'll be fun."
"Sleep my beautiful triplets and lovely gazelle," comes a soft voice form the next cubicle.
Trish guides herself to a chair where her head drops forward with the others.
Ten minutes later the man again leaves and the conversation returns to Friday night.
"Pam was telling me you how you were going to video tape it and take pictures."
"That is why we have the masks," grins Maggie.
"What happens to the looser?" asks Trish.
"The looser gets their picture published on a Internet site," answers Pam. "With the masks and costumes, no one will know who they are but we four will know."
"But what if they chicken out?"
"Well we each take a picture of ourselves in the buff prior to the game, without the mask. If the person backs out, that picture would be published on the net," suggests Maggie.
"There's an idea," goes Trish.
Abbey and Pam are a little less eager but agree after talking it over with the other two.
"Well I got to get back to work," says Trish.
"Me to and mine is across town," continues Maggie. "I am always amazed how quick these lunches wiz by."
"Wow, you are right, look at the time," agrees Pam, glancing at her watch.
This is getting more complicated but it should be fun. Let the big sister show you how it is done.
Mmmm....
I can't believe I actually exposed myself to all those men ... mmmmm.
Shit it is hard to drive with my mind wandering like this. Friday night should be a blast. I wasn't so sure at first but now ... mmmm... I know it will be.
"You should see the panty bra set I chose for Friday," grins Maggie.
"Lets decide how many articles of clothing we each should wear?" suggest Abbey.
"Good Idea," chimes in Trish.
"Well I was planning to wear a black push up bra (demy cup), a gauzy thong, a garter belt, two thigh high stockings, the five inch heels, a black mini-skirt, a black Top, my mask, and my smile," list off Maggie.
"Lets keep the stocks and garters on," grins Pam. "I know the guys like it that way so I am sure it is sexier."
"Well that only leaves us four items then," Abbey says. "That will make a short game."
"We can use chips," suggests Trish. "You can buy more with a pieces of clothing."
"How about if we win someone else's bra back," asks Abbey. "I could possible wear Trish's but the rest of yours are to small for me."
"We'll just make it that you cannot win back clothing. You can win back chips."
"After that we can figure some other ways to purchase chips," smiles Pam.
The others miss her comment as Trish suggests, "we should put a time limit on the game. Then a person in the lead can't just decide to end the game."
"Good idea," agrees Maggie. "Then we would know whose picture to post on the Internet."
"How long?" asks Abbey.
"Four hours?" says Pam.
"My ex, Brad, would play twelve hours sometimes," tells Maggie.
"Twelve sounds good to me," adds Trish.
"Seems kind of long but sure why not?" agrees Pam.
"I am in," quips Abbey.
"As long as it stays interesting," smiles Maggie.
"Sleep my beautiful triplets and lovely gazelle," says a man passing buy. The four ladies immediately fall into a deep trance.
Ten minutes later he leaves again, this time just moving over two booths. The girls start talking again.
"You know, we should get a neutral party to watch over those pictures," starts Pam. "Not that I don't trust any of you."
"No that is good idea," agrees Trish.
"They should be there as a referee," adds Pam.
"Who would you ask to watch over a game like that?" questions Abbey. "I mean you are all sisters to me, well you are like a sister Trish." she pats Trish on the hand.
"Hey, isn't that our old friend Mark. He was always like a brother," states Pam as she points two booths over.
"Who?" asks Maggie. "Oh yeah, now I remember him, " she goes on as she sees who Pam is pointing to. "I am surprised I could ever forget him. Yeah he was just like a brother."
"Just like a brother," echoes Abbey.
"Just like a brother," agrees Trish.
"Wait, your not really my sister," interrupts Maggie.
"But I am just like your sister, so Mark is just like my brother," adds Trish with a questioning look on her face.
"That makes sense," agrees Pam.
"If we are having a strip poker game with the sisters, doesn't it make sense to include our brother?" asks Abbey.
"You are so right," agrees Maggie. "He could be our referee. It would be perfect, a family outing. Lets ask him if he would be up to refereeing our game and holding our 'show-all' pictures."
"Yes," agree the other three. Pam walks over to Mark's table and asks them to join them.
"Mark, it has been so long since we have seen you," begins Maggie. "How are you doing?"
Mark grins at her, "It hasn't been as long as you think." The four sisters look questioningly at him. He continues before they can really think through what he has just said, "I am doing great. Speaking of doing great, life looks like it has been good to you girls, you're even prettier than I remember."
"Thank you," adds Pam as the four girls all blush knowing he must mean hornier than ever. "I don't know if I introduced Trish to you?"
"No but it seems like I know her from somewhere?" questions Mark.
"Yeah, it sure does," agrees Trish.
"Do you waitress here?" asks Mark.
"Yeah..."
"Maybe that is where I know you form," continues Mark.
"You must be right," agrees Trish. This seems to give her more comfort.
"Listen," starts Maggie, "we four girls are going to play cards at my house ... and well it is not your usual card game ... " Maggie goes on to tell him about their strip poker game and how they needed someone to hold the video camera and referee the game.
"... So we were wondering," adds in Pam with a even deeper blush, "since your like a brother to us, if you would be that referee?"
"Sure," he agrees. "And I think I have some variations to the rules for betting", he continues. "I'll bring them with me if that is OK?"
"If it makes it more spicier, definitely," smiles Trish.
The other three agree with Trish and ask Mark to come by Maggie's tomorrow night. Maggie scribbles down directions and gives them to Mark as she gets up to leave.
"To tomorrow night," Maggie proposes a cheer holding up her glass of fruit juice.
"To tomorrow night," the others echo.
They all leave to resume their busy schedule except Trish who is sitting by herself in self-contemplation.
What the fuck has come over me. I never was into anything kinky before, especially with other women yet since Friday, all I can think about are those three twats. I knew I would get better pictures if I was more interested in watching them ... They were hot up there, I enjoyed snapping the pictures ... very hot twats, you could see pussy juice dripping put of each Maggie's pussy and Abbey's cunt was trying to eat up her panties and Pam's cunt lips were just a quivering. I wanted so bad to go up there and lick them over the edge.
Obviously Pam didn't need help, she was sitting on that stool with her legs spread apart, showing us her pussy lips as they succeeded where Abbey's only attempted, swallowing up her panties in her engorged pulsating cunt with no stimuli but the realization of what she had just done.
Shit I need to get off. I'll just go to the ladies room.
Dam these panties for getting in the way of my hand. Ah Yes ... that feels so good ... I can feel my fingers part the lips of my pussy and delve deeper in.
"Mmmm...," comes a sound from next to mine. Now that I listen, I can here the rhythmic sounds of a lady getting off next to me. That is fucking hotter than I ever imagined.
Shit she's shaking the stall. I though I had it bad. I wonder if I can catch up with her, I grin. It would be nice to have someone to climax with. Soon I slip another finger in to accompany the first two other wrapped in my cunt.
"Yess..." I breathe in the sent of the woman in the next stall. The action next door enables me to climb quickly but not quite in time as I hear the woman next to mine groan, "Ahhhh... .. Ahh.... Ahhhhhh..."
I reached the climax myself moments latter as I hear the stall door next to mine open. I peak through the crack just in time to see PAM exit. Somehow this sends me over a second time.
"Fuckkkkk..," I moan softly, thinking about Pam getting off next to me.
I sure look forward to Friday night.