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heaving nipple. His cock began to scream within his boxers, forcing him to reach beneath the table and let his erection go free through his fly. The head of his rigid dick literally thumped into the lower side of the card table and he couldn't help massaging the shaft.
    Robin shuffled the cards while he stroked himself and stared at the nipple poking through her bra. When she leaned forward to deal, the nipple slipped higher, showing John one edge of a reddish-brown aureole that had to be bigger than an old-fashioned silver dollar.
    John released himself long enough to pick up his cards. He had a pair of twos, but couldn't remember if she had declared a wild card. His mouth felt too dry to ask.
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    John exchanged three cards and got nothing. His chance of seeing those breasts evaporated rapidly. He tossed his hand face up onto the table and Robin gasped. She dropped her own pair of fives in front of her. John braced himself to rise in surrender when Robin beat him to it.
    "Can I, can I take off my panties?"
    John's eyes dropped from her incredible body to the cards on the table. Robin thought she had lost. The twos must have been wild. Hope surged within his chest. He was so close, but he might not win the next hand. If he'd had a lick of sense, he would have realized that that didn't matter. Instead, he was a drunken fool who spoke the first thing to come into his head. "I really need to see your nipples."
    Robin bit her lip in either fear or disappointment. Still standing, she reached behind her to unfasten the bra. Her breasts strained even harder against the lacey black restraint.
    He could tell she was making progress. One hook, two, but by the third, tears were rolling down her face.
    "I'm sorry, John. I just can't!"
    Robin snatched up her t-shirt and jeans and ran into the kitchen where she dressed and called a cab.
    John never left the card table. His erection was an embarrassment now, but it would not go away and he was afraid to move lest Robin reappear in the doorway and catch him with it.
    He beat off twice after she left.
    The next day they hadn't mentioned the game, but John could still jack himself off thinking about that nipple straining through the lace.
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    Tonight Lisa had convinced John to get a better look, and if he succeeded he would not be masturbating in a dark bathroom at the end of the evening, but jamming his cock to the hilt in Robin's cunt and fucking her mouth through the pillows of her breasts. Sure he felt bad about using her, but honestly, didn't she owe him after that card game? Didn't she owe him something for sending him home all those nights with a raging hard on in his pants?
    John took a deep breath. If Lisa had taught him anything Thursday night, it was that he really did know how to excite and satisfy a woman. He'd also figured out that sometimes you had to take the initiative. Lisa had enjoyed teasing him through class, but if he hadn't asked her out, that would have been the end of it. Tonight, he had to take the initiative or lose Lisa. And he had to be smart and in the beginning, at least avoid those magnificent breasts and go straight for Robin's pussy. He had thought it would be best to get Robin drinking, but alcohol hadn't worked well for them in the past.
    He just wished he knew how to get through to her. Everything depended on getting into Robin's pants.
    Still, stalling wouldn't get him anything.
    Swallowing the lump in his throat, John extended a finger and rang Robin's bell.

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Chapter Nine
    Lisa opened the door to let Doug inside. He was a tall man, three or four inches taller than John, with deep mahogany skin, a shaved head and glasses. He was also pencil thin. No meat to speak of on his skeleton.
    He started to greet her, but stopped in mid-sentence when he saw she wore only a shirt. "How are...Oh..."
    Lisa laughed.