A Poker's Gangbang

Alice rings the doorbell, standing anxiously on the front porch. She wonders what she got herself into, but can't shake the feeling of excitement sitting deep in her gut. Earlier during the week, Drew, her intern manager's boss, had asked her to do extra work on Saturday. She quickly agreed to a chance to earn a few more bucks, after all, internships don't pay much, or even at all. But between the office banter and casual flirting, she suspected that there had to be more to the invitation.
She hopes she's dressed appropriately for the occasion. She decided on wearing a black dress, pairing it with her favorite Vans. Her face is bare, with only an eyeliner applied neatly on her eyelids and colorless lip balm on her lips. Cute, but still casual. It should be fine, she thought. Drew didn't explicitly outline what she should wear. He just said she'd be a hostess for a poker game with some old friends and her duties were to serve food, and beverages as needed, and generally be around the game.
But the twinkle in his eye, and their interactions at work left her wondering, and nervous. An excited nervous to be sure, but she still didn't know exactly what he had in mind.