“If I win…” Zoey said. “How about, you BOTH have to strip!”
“What?” Ben and I said together.
“Well you two have been making bets about me all this time. I’m not property. I can bet whatever I want too.”
“You want to see your dad naked?” Ben asked.
She blushed. “N-no, I’m just, just trying to embarrass him, and you too, because you’re being too bold and embarrassing me!”
“Zoey,” I said, “just deal the cards so I can send this little bastard home.”
Ben was smirking at me. I really wanted to wipe that smirk off his face.
“Deal,” Ben said.
Zoey dealt the cards. I had a seven on bottom and a ten on top. Zoey had a two. Ben had a jack. He grinned and immediately turned over his hole card. “Blackjack!”
“Fuck!” I said. “Fuck!”
Zoey jumped in her chair and Ben fidgeted, but not enough to wipe the smile off his face. I was furious. He got lucky and now he was going to see my daughter naked. MY daughter?
“Motherfucker,” I mumbled.
“We lost, Daddy,” Zoey said.
I sat back in my chair and rubbed my forehead.
“Ahem, so,” Ben said, “Zoey shall we… go into your bedroom?”
I looked up. “No. That wasn’t the bet. You’re not taking my daughter into her room and taking off her clothes.”
“What? Well, she can’t just do it here,” Ben said.
I glared at him. “If you want your prize, it happens here, in front of me.”
“But you took her in her room to cuddle,” Ben complained.
“I never said you couldn’t watch,” I said with a smirk.
Zoey’s whole face was red and her little palms were wet. I could see the light glistening off them.
“Zoey, you don’t have to do this,” I said to her. “Just send Ben home.”
“But, but,” Ben started to say.
“It’s okay,” Zoey said. “My daddy taught to always pay my debts.”
She stood up and pushed in her chair, taking a step back. I swallowed as my eyes went to her. She looked so nervous. Ben was staring at her as well. She started by gently tugging the the bottom of her white shirt out from under her pink skirt. She began unbuttoning the shirt from the bottom.
I admit as I watched her, I began to get excited at the thought of seeing her bare body, her soft flesh, her breasts, her nipples, and especially her pussy. I swallowed and felt ashamed. Maybe I would just… look away before I saw too much.
The buttons opened one by one, revealing a white tank top underneath. She took the shirt off and draped it over the back of her chair. Then she took a long deep breath, reached for the bottom of her tank top, and pulled it up over her head.
Her small breasts spilled out, uncovered, without a bra. I immediately looked away, but the vision of her perky little tits was seared into my mind and called my eyes back like a siren. My eyes obeyed.
She was so nervous as she stood there in front of me… and Ben, her arms barely managing to cover her breasts as she swayed on her feet.
“Wow,” Ben said. “Don’t stop, please.”
I shot him a glare, but I agreed with him. I wanted more too.
She was chewing on her lip as she looked down at herself, finding the clasp on her little pink skirt. She twisted it and the slack let her wiggle it down her wide hips. A sexy little pair of white panties came to my eyes as she slid the pink skirt down, down, down her thighs and sexy little calves. She stepped out of the skirt and my eyes followed her little bare feet back up her legs, to her crotch.
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