Strip Poker
By Pamela Pompeii

He liked to have me around because I looked good on his arm and I knew how to gamble. It gave us something to talk about. Sex was very plain and we did not have it very often.
But the gambling was sensational!

There is a balance you have to achieve. It’s like most things in life. Too much of the same thing becomes boring. Can you imagine winning every hand of Texas Holdem or Blackjack you played? Can you imagine having sex 24 hours a day? Hell, I’d miss the action in the casino. Just like I’d miss the action in the bedroom if I stayed in the casino 24 hours a day.

I can remember the first time I associated sex with gambling. I was eighteen years old and at my boyfriend Big Mike’s house. We were all alone as his parents had gone out of town to a funeral. We were playing Blackjack for pennies and then Big Mike asked me if I wanted to play strip poker.

I agreed – after all, Big Mike wasn’t called Big Mike for nothing. This was the first and only time I ever cheated at gambling. I was a much better poker player than Big Mike.

But I never won a hand and he had me naked in minutes. What happened next I’ll leave to your imagination.