HUSBAND’S WEEKLY POKER GAME
Danny and I had been married for seven years. Things were comfortable…we both had good jobs, good friends, a nice home, and plenty of hobbies and interests. One of Danny’s interests was playing poker. He and his buddies played at our house every week. I didn’t mind at all. I liked his friends and I enjoyed serving them snacks and hanging around them as they joked and needled each other, all the time laughing when winning and grumbling when losing. Danny’s friends always paid me a lot of attention during these poker nights at our house. And why not? I’m a pretty brunette with a constant smile and great figure – about 5’5”, with a slim waist and 36D rack that seemed to get a lot of looks, and – frankly – I loved showing …