“We don’t want to take your money.” they joked and laughed, but she was adamant.
“Oh, I’ll take your money,” she quipped at them, “And your shirts too!” “Ante up” she called to them as she broke the rack and proceeded to clear the table of balls in quick succession.
Clay stepped forward and brazenly stated:
“I’ll take a piece of that action, and a piece of you when I’m done.” She met his eyes and smiled a wicked grin.
“Bring it on, mister!” she retorted as she shot the black across the table and into the corner pocket. “I’m ready for you.”
Clay racked up the balls and smiled at her as she waited.
“Lady to break” he called as he took the triangle off the rack and motioned for Selena to start her game. She smiled flirtatiously and broke the rack. Clay leaned in close as her took the cue from her hand and looked into her eyes, noting the sparkle there.
“Seems as the lady is not wearing a shirt, what do you pay if you loose?” he asked her boldly.
“Well, that’s easy,” she responded with a serious look but a smile in her eyes, “If I loose, I’ll put my knickers on the table.” she stated determinedly.
Clays face dropped in surprise, he hadn’t expected that reply and judging by the look on her face, she was serious. His shot was wide and she grinned as she took the cue from him. The game progressed, each opponent stalking round the table and making the shots. Selena held a slender lead of 2, and was making light of the fact that Clay was behind. She sipped her drink and felt the buzz of the vodka beginning to take hold. She shot again and sank another ball, going 3 up and Clay looked troubled. He was going to loose this game and his shirt if he didn’t play sharply now. He reached across her to take the cue, and as he reached for it, Selena brushed against him. He drank in her perfume and she smiled as the contact lingered. He grinned a fools grin and prepared to shoot. She stalked around the table to a spot directly opposite and bent forward, leaning on her elbows on the edge of the table. Spread out before Clay was an open display of her ample cleavage and he swallowed hard. He looked up into her eyes and she smiled sexily straight back at him. She motioned with her eyes that all before him was his for the asking, all he had to do was make the play.
Clay played his shot, sinking a hard double off the cushion and moved around to line up for the second, Selena stalked around the table to stand beside him and watched as he lined up. She bit her lip and sipped her drink, watching Clay as he moved. He took the shot and sunk another difficult shot. She smiled and brushed past him again, speaking quietly so none of the others at the bar could hear.
“Whether you make that shot is immaterial, you’ll still get to see my knickers.” she whispered to him and smiled a wanton smile. She moved away and Clay stared at her, a sly grin slowly spreading over his face as the realisation of what she said sunk in. He fired the shot and missed, his concentration was gone for sure. He looked up sheepishly at her and she grinned, then burst out laughing. She moved over to him and took the cue from his hand, bumping him with her hip as she went by.
“Say goodbye to your shirt, Clay, I’m gonna enjoy wearing it when we go dancing!” she laughed at him as she lined up the black. She fired the shot and potted it clean.
She stood up and grinned across the table at Clay. She looked over to the group of guys behind him and said again.
“Cough up, Clay! Gimme that shirt, come on man, take it OFF!”
Clay looked at her, then he looked at his mates at the bar, and muttered to himself.
“Shit, I don’t care if it cost me a shirt, I’m getting some of that tonight.” And with that, he unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it on the table in front of the grinning Selena. She snatched it up and waved it over her head in triumph before draping it over her shoulders. She skirted the table and moved over close to Clay, standing bare-chested before her.
“Buy me a drink, then take me dancing and I’ll give you the shirt back. After breakfast.” She smiled and headed over to the group of guys, pleased with herself and clearly on a high. “Anyone else want to risk their shirts?” she teased as they all laughed and congratulated her on her win.
Clay came over and motioned to the bar tender. “Get the lady a drink, anything she desires and put it on my tab. I’m just going to get a new shirt.” Selena fronted up to the bar and ordered her usual Vodka Tall with lemon. She sipped the cool clear drink and raised her glass to the guys. She shared a joke with them while she waited for Clay to return. She quizzed them on their various locations and their jobs, wife’s and girlfriends and made small talk.
Clay returned clothed in another shirt, he walked up to her and smiled before bowing to her.
“You beat me fair and square, well done.” and kissed her forehead. She smiled and looked longingly into his eyes.
“Lets go find that disco.” she said and took his hand and lead him out of the bar. The disco was in full swing as they walked in, music pumping loudly and people gyrating to the grooves. Selena grabbed Clays hand and dragged him onto the floor, swinging her hips and shaking her head in time to the beat. She danced so sexily and wantonly around him, bumping him with her body and pressing up close to him. He swam in her perfume and circled her waist with his arms. She snuggled up close to him and they moulded together as they danced. They were lost in time with each other and everyone else ceased to exist. She turned into his arms and faced him, she sought his lips with hers and they met in their first fiery kiss.