Michael Jacobson sits alone in his room, studying for an English final he has at the end of the week. Things have been going well so far, and he sees no reason that he won't do well when the time comes. He knows his sister is having people over, her usual friends most likely. He plans to stay out of her way, and just let them do their thing. Sure, they might be cute, but whatever they're doing it probably isn't even worth bothering about. He has other things to do, after all.
Michael is not a bad looking guy. His family has good genes. Of course, his social star has always been eclipsed by his sister's. Not that he's ever cared, the limelight was never something Michael shot for. He and his sister simply had different priorities.
Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass comes from downstairs, and Michael is shaken from his studying stupor. Thinking he should probably see what happened and if everyone is okay, Michael leaves his room and heads down the staircase to the living room.
His father's card table sits at the center of the room, and his sister's three friends; Zoe, Tanya and Carmen sit around it. Kaylee is nearby, sweeping the shards of a broken glass into a dustpan.
"What happened?" He asks, vaguely concerned.
"Oh...hey, Mike. It's nothing. Just dropped this stupid glass. It's already taken care of, no need to go bitching about making a mess while the folks are away," Kaylee replies.
"Hey I wasn't going to bitch. Just checking in," He finishes.
"Heeey, Mikey," Zoe says, with a flirty grin his way. He begins to wonder what's up with the cards and the card table.
"So...what are you guys up to tonight, anyway?" He asks.
"Oh...well...we-" Kaylee stammers.
"We're playing strip poker!" Zoe says excitedly, before breaking into giggles.
He feels his eyebrows shoot up in spite of himself. That certainly wasn't the answer Michael expected. Unbidden, images of his sister and her friends and various states of undress fly through his mind. He inwardly curses. How is he supposed to focus on his studies when he knows that a floor below women are slowly getting undressed?
"You knooow..." Zoe says wistfully. "You could join us if you want, Mikey."
"What!?" Kaylee says. "You want to play strip poker with my brother!?"
"Well, he may be your brother, Kay, but to me he is just a boy, and frankly this game could use a little extra flavor. I mean, sure seeing you girls naked sounds like all kinds of fun, but I think I'd be even more interested with the prospect of throwing a dick into the mix," Zoe says, grinning. Michael feels himself blush a bit.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to second Zoe's motion here. We need a guy in here!" Carmen adds. Kaylee looks at Tanya.
"Hey, don't look at me. This wasn't my idea, and if we're going to do this whole stereotypical strip poker thing, I don't see why we shouldn't invite a guy," Tanya says.
"Well...it looks like I've been outvoted. Mike, the chair is there if you want it. Just try not to stare too much," Kaylee says somewhat reluctantly, pointing out an empty seat as she sits down.
Michael isn't entirely sure what to think. There's no way he could go back to studying now. Not with this on the brain. Feeling a bit nervous, Michael sits down at the chair to the cheers of Zoe and Carmen. The cards are handed out and Michael looks at his hand.
Hand: 10 (clubs), 6 (spades), Jack (spades), 10 (diamonds), 8 (clubs)
Clothing Remaining: tennis shoes, socks, open button up shirt, t-shirt, jeans, boxers.
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