Cashing In on a Bluff

This is my take on the old poker bet trope. There's probably nothing new here, but it was a lot of fun to write. It's a departure from my usual submissions in that it's short and there's not really a romance angle to it. It's mostly just stroker material, which takes a while to appear but it's worth the search!

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It was the monthly poker night. For several years, a group of five of us had been gathering once a month for an evening of poker and snacks. Some would have some kind of adult drinks, but I preferred not to let alcohol cloud my judgment, so I stuck to soft drinks and water.

Normally we would play at my house since I was the only one of the five that wasn't married. I'd been divorced for ten years. At 46, I wasn't past my prime. But I hadn't found the next Mrs. in my life, and honestly, I wasn't looking too hard.

Tonight, however, we were at Danny's house. His wife was out of town visiting her parents, and she didn't mind him hosting us since she wasn't there. It was nice to have a change of scenery, I guess. As long as we had drinks and snacks and a table big enough to play, it was all good.

When I mentioned the change of scenery earlier, I had no idea it was about to change again - for the very good! Danny's daughter Olivia came sauntering into the room. Oliva was a smoke show! She looked to be close to six feet tall and was very trim, which we could easily see because her ultra-short shorts were leaving little to the imagination below her waist, and her tight white and nearly transparent T-shirt struggling to hide the protruding nipples of her small breasts were doing the same above the waist.

Liv's long blonde hair was tied up into a high pony tail, and yet it still hung down to the middle of her back. I kept waiting for her to turn around to see if her ass was as tight and round as I had pictured in my mind. While I wanted to keep paying enough attention for the moment to arrive when I could see it, I also knew I needed to keep my focus on the game, so for the time being, I put the mental images of her ass aside.

As Danny started dealing the next hand, he said, "Guys, this is my daughter Olivia, or Liv as she goes by now that she is in college. She's home on a weekend break, and when she found out I was hosting tonight, she wanted to be the hostess. Anybody have a problem with that?"

The rest of us gave out a quick, resounding, "NO!"

Liv smiled, and if I thought she was beautiful before, the smile added to her degree of beautiful - a degree that was now creating movement in my groin.

We'd never had a hostess before, but that didn't matter. She would watch the game, and between hands, she'd ask if we needed anything to eat or drink. Normally we'd take a break every 45 minutes or so and get up to replenish our drinks and snacks. But that wasn't necessary with Liv serving us. She was very attentive to our needs - at least the drink and snack needs.

I finally got a look at her ass. Occasionally she'd walk slowly around the table, stopping behind each player for a few seconds. When she got to me the first time, she casually drug the fingers of her left hand from my left shoulder to my right. It had been a long time since I'd had any woman touch me like that, let alone such a beautiful girl that couldn't have been more than 21. I was beginning to wonder if Danny's purpose in having her there was to distract us from playing our best poker!

When she walked over to Will sitting on my right, her ass was put on display for me. Oh. My. Fucking. God...it was clear that I didn't know how to picture a really sexy ass in my mind, since hers was so much better than I expected. It was round and tight, as I pictured. What I didn't picture was the shorts being short enough that the bottom of her ass cheeks were on prominent display! While she was standing behind Will, she looked back and caught me staring. My face flushed red when I knew I'd been caught and then flushed again when she smiled and wriggled her ass at me. She knew I was being a pervert and seemed to enjoy it!

Despite the distraction Liv was creating, I was actually doing well in the game. I'd won two nice three-way pots and bluffed my way into a couple others. We didn't play for high stakes, but we also played no-limit, and occasionally a pot could get a couple hundred dollars in it.

We decided that we needed to take a break about an hour into the game. That was mostly because we were not young men anymore and none of us had gotten up from the table since Liv was attending to us. I knew I needed to stretch my legs, so I got up and walked into Danny's living room, and he surprised me by joining me there.

I smiled as I looked at him. "Jesus, Danny! No fair bringing out your secret distraction to try to beat us all at poker tonight!"

He laughed. "You figured it out, huh? It's not all that, but I did think about it. Liv really did volunteer, and I thought why not? I knew she would be a nice change of pace for us. So you like her?"

"What's not to like! I'm a little uncomfortable saying what I've already said about her to you. But fuck, she might as well be naked with as much as we can see of her body!"

He patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry about it, Kevin. She's an independent young woman, and I'm not about to tell her how she should dress. But...if her mother were here tonight, I guarantee you wouldn't be seeing as much of Liv as you are."

His wife Sadie was a fine-looking woman herself, but she was certainly not in Liv's league. "Well then, I'm glad she's not here!"

We sat back down at the table and began playing again. The guys seemed to have brought extra money tonight, and most of it was ending up in front of me. Chuck was the first to go all in and lose, followed by Will, who took an extra $50 out of his pocket to match a bet I'd made. I got that $50 and the rest of his money when he lost. Then Danny took out Jason, and it was down to two of us.

Will said he'd be the full-time dealer since me and Danny were playing heads-up. There had to be at least $300 in my pile and maybe more, which looked to be about twice as much as what Danny had. The first few hands never made it past the flop, as one or the other of us would fold after the first bet.

I finally snagged a flush that let me take down about half of his pot, but he won some of it back on the very next hand. We were going back and forth like that for several more minutes. I knew I needed to strike soon and clean him out, but I just wasn't getting the cards I thought I needed to accomplish that.

During this time Danny and I were playing heads-up, Liv had come to stand behind me. Soon I felt her long fingers lightly massaging my shoulders and neck. I knew what was going on - I pictured Danny telling her to do whatever she could to distract me. While the massage felt great, knowing why she was doing it was actually letting my focus on the game be stronger.

Will dealt what turned out to be the final hand. I looked at my hole cards to find two ladies looking back up at me. The game became one of strategy. I didn't want him to know that I had a nice start, but I also wanted there to be some money in the pot which would make it more likely that he'd call if I had a hand good enough to go all in.

Will turned over the flop - five of clubs, seven of hearts, and my third queen, this one spades. I led out with another small bet - again, just to get some money in the pot. Danny called.

Will revealed the turn - it was the fourth queen, this one in diamonds. Instantly, I knew that I had the nuts. There would be no flush or straight flush. There couldn't possibly be four kings or four aces. I decided to slow play it, but I did try to get into his head. As I was ready to call out a check, I winced a little.

He either didn't fall for it, or thought he needed to see one more card, because he checked it back to me. It was time for the river, but I knew whatever card was shown, I was the winner of this hand. It turned out to be the jack of spades. I kept my calm and did a lot of staring at the cards on the table, and then back into the cards in my hand. I wanted him to think I wasn't sure my hand was strong enough.

Finally, I softly called out, "All in." To his credit, Danny didn't move a muscle, which made it hard for me to read where he was going to go. He studied the cards on the table for something like 30 seconds. Then he put his cards down and surprised us with a request.

"Gentlemen, I need a little time." He glanced at Will, serving as the dealer. Will nodded his head. If that surprised us, we were even more surprised when he motioned to Liv to join him in the living room. I had no idea what was going on. Maybe Liv was a young poker shark that we didn't know about. I know she had been standing behind me, but I had my cards shielded all the time.

As we watched, Liv nodded at something her father said. She quickly looked at me, and then back to him with another nod. It looked like he was pleading with her about something. Those of us at the table jumped a little when Liv suddenly stomped and said "No!" rather loudly. More pleading from Danny followed, and then Liv put her head down and nodded.

They walked back over to the table - Liv's eyes never leaving the floor in front of her. Danny sat down, picked up his cards, and said something the rest of us could never expect.

"Not only do I call, but I'm raising the stakes. I'm adding my daughter Liv to the pot. Kevin, if you win, she becomes yours for 24 hours, no rules, no limits."

I put my cards down and sat back in my chair. What the fuck was this? If he wanted to go all in, he wouldn't have needed Liv to be a part of the stakes, unless he was making a grandstand play to try to win everything in my pot on this hand.

I looked over at the other three, and they just shrugged their shoulders. None of us had ever seen this before, so we really didn't know how to act. I glanced at Danny, but he was staring directly at me, with no emotion other than determination on his face.

Then I looked at Liv. Her eyes were still looking at the floor, as if she was afraid to look up at this ridiculous turn in the game. She made it seem as though she did not want to be a part of the all-in bet. I had to know that she understood what was at stake and had agreed to the bet.

"Liv, are you okay with this? Do you know what your father has done?"

She slowly lifted her eyes to mine and said quietly, "Yes, I know. He swears he's going to win this hand and that I have nothing to worry about."

All I could do was shake my head. I wasn't confident she was telling the truth, but it was beyond me by that point. I firmly said, "Call," and showed my two queens. Danny looked at them and his face turned red quickly. He looked at his cards one more time before slamming them face down on the table. As he stood up, he angrily said, "They're good."

One of the other three (I have no idea which one it was) softly said, "Shit." Will started picking up the cards. I began collecting the cash that was in the pot, raking it towards me. This was all standard procedure at the end of the final hand.

But what wasn't standard was Liv's realization that her father had lost the hand. "Daddy, what does this mean? Did you lose? Daddy, you said you wouldn't lose! Why did you talk me into doing this? DADDY, ANSWER ME!"

He turned to his outraged daughter and replied, "I'm sorry, baby. I really thought I would win that last hand. Kevin is a nice man, and I know he's not going to hurt you."

He turned and walked down the hallway, presumably to his bedroom. Liv spun around to look at me. I could tell she was hurting, so I moved to where I could talk to her.

"Liv, honey, your father is right. I'm not about to do anything that will hurt you. I have a couple of things planned, and we'll talk about some more. Why don't you go pack an overnight bag to bring with you. Bring something to wear to sleep in tonight; something for a little outside work tomorrow morning; and bring a swimsuit if you'd like."

"Okay, Kevin."

She turned slowly and walked down the same hallway where her father disappeared. I was picking up the rest of the money from the table when she returned. She seemed to be feeling better - at least her head was lifted as she walked towards me.

I put the rest of the money in my pocket. I turned to Liv and said, "I don't know about you, but I could use some ice cream before I go home. Interested?"

"Sure, Kevin, that sounds good."

We walked out the door together and got in my truck. It was about ten minutes to the place where I wanted to get our ice cream. As we drove, I thought I'd try to get Liv's feelings on what had just happened.

"How are you doing, Liv?"

I don't think she was expecting to talk. "I don't know, Kevin. I mean, this is something I never expected to happen in my life. I'm still not sure how it happened. I guess I trusted my dad too much."

"Do you have any idea what he was holding in his hand?"

"No," she replied. "And even if I did, I wouldn't have any idea what that would mean. I'm not a poker player. I guess I'm just a poker pot."

I reached over and patted her arm. "I'm still trying to process why anybody would bet another person like that. What did he expect? He surely had to know that I had a better hand. Maybe he was bluffing, but fuck - who bluffs so hard that they risk their own daughter?"

She chortled and said, "Well, I guess we know someone that would."

I had to stop at a traffic signal, so I turned to her. "Liv, I'm serious when I say that you don't have anything to worry about with me. I know you were put into a difficult situation, so the last thing I would do would be to punish you by doing something you don't want to do just because your dad was an idiot."

"But Kevin, you heard him - no limits, no rules!"

"I know, Liv. Just because he said it doesn't mean I'm going to play it that way. Who knows, we might end up having some fun! I'm looking forward to seeing you in a swimsuit. In case you don't know, I happen to think you're beautiful!"

She turned to me with a smile on her face. "I saw you checking me out! Have you always been an ass man?"

The light turned green, so I had to pay attention to the road again. "That's the thing - I'm not usually an ass man. But I hadn't seen yours yet, and since everything else is so perfect, I suspected your ass would be also. Turns out I was right!"

We each decided a small shake was going to be enough ice cream for us. As I drove to my house, I asked, "So tell me about college - what is your major, and how long before you get your degree?"

She took a pull on her shake and replied, "I'm majoring in interior decoration, and this is my senior year. I'd love to be able to do something like house remodeling or even flipping houses, but I don't have a clue on the construction part of it."

"Really? Has your dad ever told you what I do for a living?"

She answered, "No, I don't believe he has."

"Well..." I said, "I flip houses for a living. The house I live in now was a flip five years ago."

"SERIOUSLY? I can hardly wait to see it!"

"I think you're going to enjoy it. I think you'll especially like the backyard patio area."

We pulled into my driveway a few minutes later. I could tell that Liv was impressed with the exterior of the house. I parked the truck in the garage and shut the overhead door. As we got out, I grabbed her bag for her. She tried to pull it out of my hands, but I said, "You are my guest, I've got this for you."

I got lights turned on, both inside and out on the patio, including the pool lights. That drew Liv's attention immediately.

"Oh man, Kevin, that patio and pool look gorgeous!"

"There are lots of great features about this house," I responded, "but I think that is my favorite area."

I carried her bag into the guestroom. She followed me, and after I put the bag on her bed, I turned to go back out into the living area and nearly ran into her.

She opened her arms and stepped forward to give me a hug. Her nipples were still shining brightly until I felt them press against my chest.

"Kevin, I don't think I'm going to have any worries at all staying with you."

"No, you're not. We're going to have a great day tomorrow. I usually get up pretty early and I have several things I need to do outside, so I'm headed to bed. If you want to watch TV, there's one in your room or you can watch the big one in the living area. Anything in the fridge is yours if you want it."

"Oh...I thought we might stay up a little bit and do something."

"There will be time do to things tomorrow. You can stay up as long as you want, but us old men need to get a lot of sleep!"

"You're not old, Kevin!"

"Old enough. I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight, Liv."

I teased her by giving her longer than a quick kiss on the lips. She was smiling when I stepped back. While I was certainly interested in being with such a sexy woman as Liv, the fact was that Danny was one of my best friends, and I didn't want to abuse that friendship by sleeping with his daughter.

But that didn't mean she wasn't arousing me. I went into the bathroom in my bedroom to wash up, and the images of my evening with her popped into my head. Soon I was washing up with a very hard erection. It only took me five minutes before I fired a stout load onto my bathroom countertop. I knew I had to be careful tomorrow if I wanted to honor my friendship with Danny, because his daughter was fucking sexy - and she was very close by!

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I was not awakened by my alarm the next morning, or by the sun streaming in my bedroom windows, or the need to pee before I wet my bed. Instead, I was awakened to the smell of bacon cooking in my kitchen.

I put on some shorts and an old T-shirt and went to investigate. I confirmed my suspicions - Liv was cooking breakfast for me. She already had some fruit rinsed and in a large bowl on the breakfast bar. I could hear the sizzling of several slices of bacon, and next to the stove, she had the carton of eggs out.

All that was lovely, but what was even lovelier was the ultra-transparent short chemise Liv was wearing. I knew it was transparent because I could easily see the bare crack of her ass through it. I bumped into one of the stools at the breakfast bar, causing her to turn to see what the noise was. When she did, she presented me with a smile, two very pink and very hard nipples, and one smoothly shaved pussy, all visible through the sheer fabric of her lingerie.

"Good morning, Kevin! I thought since we have such an active day planned, we needed a good breakfast to kick it off! I don't know how to use your coffee maker, so you'll have to do that for yourself. I'll handle everything else."

I tried hard to look at her face while she was talking to me, but I think I probably failed. I got up to get the coffee maker started. As I did that, I decided if she was going to tease me, I would tease her back. Once the coffee started dripping, I reached a hand down and grabbed her tight ass. FUCK, it felt amazing! I let it go and went back to a barstool.

She turned around immediately. "I saw you ogling that ass last night at the poker table. Did it pass the feel test?"

Fuck, this girl was naughty! "It definitely did! You are a very sexy young woman, Liv. But I'm sure you get that all the time."

"Not by men whose opinion I respect. Kind of nice to hear it coming from a real man!"

I didn't respond, because my tongue was tied at the moment. She walked over to me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "You have a project outside that needs your attention. You need to get busy. I'm going to clean up the dishes and then I'll come join you."

Before she walked away, she grabbed my right hand and held it up to her breast. Holy fuck it was perfect! Give me a girl with a small breast any day over one with D cups or bigger. Personal preference, I know. That's just the way I am.