‘Okay,’ he says. “I win.” And he fans out the five cards, face up, on the carpet for her to see. She sees the row of tiny red hearts. Her own heart starts thumping. She looks at him. His eyes have a dreamy, warm look. He smiles at her. She lays her own cards out on the carpet. “I lose,” she says. She is suddenly nervous. But she can feel herself growing wet. Continue reading Sex Games – Strip Poker →