Little Tie-up Games – part 2

Andrew started to explain. “Remember don’t speak. This isn’t a democracy. You’re about to give me some vengance for something that happened a while back. Remember the poker game? Remember how you got me so embarrased?”

I honestly had no idea what he was talking about. Last week one of our other friends had been the big winner for the night. In fact I had fairly poor showings the last 3 or 4 times we had played. I started to answer but Andrew held up a finger.

“No, no talking. It was last year, you went to get something to drink and in the process of looking at bets, rubbed you crotch all over my shoulder. I mentioned it and you guys all had a good laugh about it. Well, Amy heard it to. That’s what this is about.”

I remembered what he was talking about. I had to think for a second while he talked but I remembered. There was a heated hand of poker, I had folded and was walking away when there was a big yell about the next flip of cards, I rushed back to the table and tried to squeeze around Andrew to see what was happening. Honestly, I didn’t think I had pushed against him for more than a second before he yelled for me to ‘Get my package off of him!’ They guys all laughed and I turned as red faced as he did. It was joked about for a couple of games after that and forgotten. I even thought that I took more grief over it than he did because there was a common call of ‘Watch out or John will try to rub his cock all over you if he folds!’. I honestly didn’t think anything of it after that and couldn’t believe that he still held onto resentment for it. I started to explain again.