George was by no means unaffected by the salacious display in front of him.  He gripped Vicki's hand tightly, sharing the feeling of excitement as Beth worked her magic on Fred's lower body.  As Beth arose, the large bulge of Fred's cock was plain to see and even more obvious was the slightly wet spot near the tip.  "Cat got your balls?" George playfully asked as Fred lay back for a moment unable to speak.  However, Fred's next words prompted George into action.<br/><br/>"Ah yes, the next hand"<br/><br/>George flipped the top card to reveal:<br/><br/><em>In this round the player with the worst hand must discard one piece of clothing.</em><br/><br/>"And the tension grows..." George attempted to play to the sexual tension in the room as he dealt out the cards.  He himself drew a middling hand of a pair of eights and after discarding a redrawing, he found himself unimproved.  He knew he could easily be low man the way things had been falling, but it turned out that Vicki's hand was weaker still.<br/><br/>"Perhaps our hostess would like to unwrap herself as a gift to her guests?"  George was enjoying goading her on.  His love for her growing even as it redefined itself.  George found that he truly liked this side of Vicki - playful, sexy, yet still fully in control of herself.  The quintessential strong sexy woman.