Strip Poker
This story is not about being daring or sneaking a feel on each others' girl friends. Just an amusing story.
We used to have a trailer at our nudist club. On weekends we would usually play a variation of gin rummy with another couple that lived there full time.
On weekend afternoons the husband was the one who gave tours to the “new” arriving visitors. Club policy dictated that he was dressed for that function, as a high proportion of visitors were male lookie-loos and after a very brief "tour" and interview would be declined entry. So he generally wore a shirt, levis & boots.
But between tours we would try to get in a quick game of cards on one of the public patios. Three nudes and one dressed. Invariably, someone would walk by and ask “what are you playing?”
Our canned answer was “Strip poker. He’s kicking our asses.”
You had to be there, but we always got a laugh.
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