The sun was setting behind the big trees line long the highway. It was a beautiful sight which normally would have won a second appreciative glance from me. But, not this time, I was thinking about strip poker. I drove down to the deserted old school park ground and suddenly parked my car. I did not come out of the car as I did not trust my legs. I just sat there with my head on the steering wheel all I had on my mind was my wife and strip poker.

I had to stop because my vision was getting blurry, not because of the fading sunlight but because I kept seeing visions of ladies, men all before web-cams displaying their nude bodies, all seemingly happy with their nudity, and among them all one face was intimately familiar; My wife.

My name is Frank Muller and I am 35 years of age. My wife is named Zita and we have been married for 5 years now. If you had asked me if we were happily married I would not have hesitated to say yes. The problem is that now, I am no longer sure. I loved my wife. To be truthful, I should say I still love her. My feelings for her has not changed totally but the truth is that as I sit alone in my car in these lonely deserted school park, the question on my mind is should I divorce Zita? Should I divorce my wife?

As these questions and strange mad scenes play out on my mind I try to recollect what led to all these thoughts about divorce. I remembered Aaron Lespi, and what he had told me earlier. He is my best friend and has been for so long I can’t remember. We grew up together in an unknown county in the west before coming to this city. Here in the city we are a group of 5 close friends that hang out together, but, he and I still form a closer knit in the group.

Earlier in the evening Aaron Lespi had called saying he wanted to see me and requested we meet at a pub. I went, there not knowing I was about to be bomb-shelled. I got there before him and ordered a coke. He comes in looking grim and orders a beer. “Isn’t it too early for that” I ask. “No” he says and I think you need one too” he added. One look at his face and I smelt trouble, so I did as I was told.

‘Do you know anything about strip poker or strip poker online?’ he asked. ‘No, but I know about playing poker’ I said, ‘why do you ask?’ “Your wife plays online–poker” he just blurted out. First, I was shocked, for one I didn’t know we were here to talk about my wife. Then I was madly enraged, how come my wife is involved in such a strange habit and I never even knew. Then it hit me, “how did you get to know,” I asked. “She didn’t tell you did her?’ “No”, he says, “Edwin Corridion did”. Well that explains a lot. He was one of our friends in the group and everybody knows he is a computer trend.

He sits in front of the computer for endless hours. He spends countless time online, in chat rooms and he also plays games online, as it seemed strip poker online was one of them. “So he met her online”, I asked. “How did he know it was her, don’t they use screen names”. Lespi looked paler as he said “she was using a web cam”. “She not only plays poker online, she also allows strangers see her” I asked angrily, ‘Wait, why is the word strip attached to poker? I continued, ‘You don’t mean’ I just could not finish the question. He was silent for a while fidgeting with his drink then he says, “This is a different kind of poker site. They use naked web cams to display their nudity. Its like playing poker while nude” I was shocked. I just stared. He ordered a glass of whiskey which I gulped in one swallow and suddenly, a tear dropped my eye “Am sorry he says I know you have a lot of thoughts and questions but here is the site I have written it on a piece of paper, go check it out first” “how long have you known” I asked. “A couple of weeks” he says “I had to confirm it first”. I got up and took the piece of paper he offered me. I went out of the pub without a word, got into my car and then used the inner light to read it the note. All that was written was www.ustrippoker.com.

I drove down to a public café; I did not want to use the computer at home because I knew I could not control myself if Zita were home. All through I kept on assuring myself it was a joke or a mistake but then I remembered he said he wanted to make sure himself before he told me. How did he do that? The only obvious way was to go to Corridions’s place and see my wife nude for himself. Maybe all my four friends have all taken turns to feast their eyes on my wife’s nudity. I felt sick but knew I had to confirm what the site was all about.

Sitting here in my car on the deserted school part, I think about the site. The site allows you play strip poker. So you can play poker and see girls, ladies, and men all in various forms of being nude as you all play strip poker online. The site is really not that bad if you like kinky stuff. Didn’t know my wife liked things like that. Didn’t know she had such erotic fantasies. Can I still trust her? Could I forgive her? Is this enough to divorce her?

By now she’ll be getting worried that I am not back. Probably calling my friends by now, poor them. They would have to explain where I am and why i won’t sleep in the house today because I need to be alone to reach a decision.

I sit up, start the car and drive out to look for a place to spend the night..
The sun is way low behind the trees as I approach the bend to lead me back to the highway and I know I might be tempted to visit that site again to get a closer look and maybe participate. If she can so can I. I chuckle as I think about me and my wife playing strip poker online together on the site. Might yet be a possibility but am not certain for now, however I do know that, there’s something I won’t forget in a hurry; www.ustrippoker.com