Tying Up Loose Ends

It was a long day having to deal with the paperwork, post lab explosion, and the number of clones that were destroyed in that mess were all but recognizable. Clif always hated this part. Report the incident, who was responsible for what, did they retrieve the intel, blah blah blah. Yuen on the other hand was nearly done as she recorded the events throughout the day. A forward thinker, always on her toes.

Not wanting to be outdone, Clif asked to borrow the recorder to help him remember the timeline to which he was presented with a well-deserved, “bitchhhhhh,” as she walked away. Grumbling, he accepted his fate and recounted what he could. Not many people would believe that the master mind behind this ordeal was a cat, no less a demon cat. And it didn’t really matter as this was merely another day and another adventure. From the Yeti creatures near the haunted hotel, the caverns that traveled through time, and being lost on an island, this only added to the stories no one would believe.

The sun hid behind the distant hills before Clif was back at the hotel lobby dragging his feet to the beat of a broken record. The all too familiar ding from the elevator was a distant memory. Filled with the thoughts of a nap he cracked a smile. Walking by Yuen’s room he could hear the running water from the silent hall. He could use a shower himself.

As the water hit his skin, Clif felt the day wash away. Lather, rinse, repeat. He turned the water cold and shocked his senses into gear. It’s been a while since they had a good meal and he wanted to grab a bite with Yuen. There was a local place he knew that made some great mac & cheese, mozzarella sticks, and fun dino nuggets off the kid’s menu. He jumped out, dried off, and got dressed to surprise her. Reaching for the handle he heard a knock.

Yuen wanted to surprise Clif just as much. And to help her courage, a mojito was in order before deciding to head to Clif’s room to talk about mechanical keyboards and debate more about “gif” vs “gif.” Being a lightweight, she could already feel her face getting flushed, and the familiar glow was making its way on her cheeks as he opened the door.

She had another mojito for Clif and a deck of cards so they can get back to playing their Crazy Eights tournament. Two weeks strong and Clif has yet to win even one hand. Going out wasn’t happening, and that didn’t matter after recent events. Clif could use a couple of drinks and eating in tonight seemed like a better option anyways. Half an hour later, two quesadillas, a mojito, and Clif was onto losing another hand.

Not wanting the streak to continue, Clif suggested another card game, poker. Maybe this would help change his luck around. Wanting to learn more than one card game, Yuen was more than happy to change things up a bit. She found it cute that Clif was pouty after losing in a fun way. And so, she learned five-card draw. It was fast, the rules were simple, and a hand lasted no more than a few minutes. About a dozen or so games in, Yuen had the main idea down, wins were about half and half, then out came the quarters to add some risk to the game.

They both drank just enough to keep the buzz going, and Yuen found it entertaining that Clif was easily distracted by her side game of footsies. Some more wins in her back pocket and a sip of the mojito, Yuen was feeling a bit frisky and a bit more confident. She was taking Clif for all his quarters. Something was missing though, something that makes the game teeter at the edge, and it clicked.

“Clif,” she said, “Let’s make this a little more fun. Something I haven’t tried before.”

Clif raised an eyebrow and thought to himself, oh lord, another drinking game that she wouldn’t be able to handle. She’d be passed out after praying to the porcelain queen in a matter of minutes. Not to be outdone he said, “I’m in, let’s hear it.”

Yuen leaned it and whispered, “Strip poker.”

For Clif, it had been quite a while time since the last time he had blushed that much, that fast. This was not at all what he was expecting by raising the stakes. After babbling some sounds, he agreed. It was time to step up his game, this is one that he did not want to lose. A sip of the mojitos and a new hand.

First were her shoes, but that didn’t bother Yuen, it was only the start. The next two rounds were Clif’s shoes and socks, his hands were shaky. Yuen barely scraped by with three of a kind, beating Clif’s two pair, off came his shirt. Being a little distracted at the sight, Yuen lost her socks, then her shirt. The next hand was close, both with a full house, Clif’s queen high just narrowly beating Yuen’s hand, she chose to take off the bra and covered her breasts with her free hand. Clif, clearly distracted lost the next one. Taking off his pants, Yuen couldn’t help but notice his boxer briefs did a terrible job at hiding his erection, this added to her blushing.

The next two hands ended in a draw adding to the excitement, Clif was on edge having only his boxer briefs left. His four of a kind easily won the next hand. Not to be out distracted, Yuen stood up, back facing Clif, took her time unzipping her pants, and gently bent over while pulling down her pants.