35 comments/ 208973 views/ 30 favorites A Bet That Went Bad Ch. 01 By: Slirpuff As Luke walked into the parking lot, outside of his office building, he noticed a large group of people standing around his car. As he worked his way through the crowd, he saw what they were looking at. All of the windows, headlights and taillights on his BMW were smashed. "What the hell," he screamed out. Luke then noticed, an envelope under one of the windshield wiper. Ripping it open, He found five, one hundred dollar bills, and an unsigned note written on the back of a business card. " This should have been you good buddy," was all it said. A cold shiver went up his spine. "Oh shit." He now knew who had done this to his car. Luke took his cell phone out, as he raced back into his office. "Damn, how in God's name did he find out?" As the phone on the other side rang, Luke kept saying to himself, "pickup, come on pickup." After about 6 rings a women picked up. "Luke, I was just walking out the door, what do you want? You still can't be horny are you?" the voice on the other end asked him in a perturbed tone. "Mary, just listen," he told her. "I don't know how, but Jim knows about us. He just did a number on my car, and I know it was him, because he left me his business card. I don't think it would be wise for you to go home tonight, especially while he's in this frame of mind," Luke told her. Mary, sitting back down at her desk, felt the tears starting to well up in her eyes. "Luke I have to go and try to figure out what to do," she said hanging up the phone. She now knew her fling had cost her, everything, and with that realization she started to cry. Luke was right, no way was she going home tonight, and even though her parents lived close by, she wasn't about to put them in the middle of it either. As she debated what to do, her friend Cindy walked by her office. "Cindy," Mary called out. "You got a minute?" "What ya need girl?" Cindy replied in her normally bubbly voice. "Anyway I can crash at your pad, for a night or two," Mary asked. "Sure no problem, anything wrong?" Cindy replied. "I have a problem, that I've to get resolved, before I go home," she told her. "Well you know where I live. I'll just see you at my place after work," Cindy said as she bounced out of Mary's office. Mary thought, "Do I dare call? Maybe Luke was wrong, and it was some other angry husband. He was always screwing around, and probably had made a lot of enemies." "On second thoughts, maybe I had better lay low, for a day or so, and let Jim cool down. Boy I really did it this time," she said to herself. It had all started out, as a stupid bet. Tonight like every other night, Luke was bragging about how he had scored the night before. Last night, Luke said he had been with the wife of some guy, he'd picked up in a bar after work. Luke proceeded to tell all who would listen, about how she was putty in his hands, and that he could bed any woman he set his mind to. Me, Luke and the others had gone to high school, and college together. Luke was the jock that never grew up. He was about 6'3", 225 lbs, in great shape; and in his eyes, a real ladies man. Luke owned a consulting company, and thus could set his own work hours. In that way, Luke said that he could meet, and score with whomever, any time during the day. However, this night was going to be different. I was getting sick and tired of hearing about all his exploits, night after night, on how no woman could resist his charms. After about 10 minutes of the hot details, I spoke up. "I know one women that you could never score with Luke," I said confidently as the group went silent. "I'm so sure, I'll bet you $100.00, and give you two months to try," I told him. Everyone in the group was now interested. Luke, now puffing up his chest, like a damn peacock, replied, "if she's breathing, and not over 80, I'll take that bet. Who's the girl anyway?" he asked. "Mary," I replied. "No way, friend's wife's are off the table," he said shaking his head. "Jim, I'm not looking for any trouble, and I'm sure as hell, not going to breaking up anyone's marriage," he told me. "Well, Mary is breathing, and is well under 80, but she is way out of your league buddy," I now taunted him. "If you don't want to take the bet, hey no problem, I'll understand," I said sarcastically. However, the rest of our friends were now getting more than a little uneasy. "Come on you two," my buddies said trying to defuse the situation. "This is getting out of hand," they told the both of us. But I wasn't going to let it drop. "Hell, I'm just calling him out on his statement that no woman can resist his dick, and I know someone who can," I said pushing the issue. Luke was now starting to let his macho ego get the better of him. "Hell, I'll take that bet and if you're so sure, why don't we increase the bet to, let's say $500.00?" "Luke, you've got a bet," I said as we shook on it. Everyone was dumb strucked. "You guys are letting your ego's screw up a good friendship," one of them said. "Hell, in two months, we'll have a good laugh about this, and we'll get back to what really counts; beer and football," another piped in. As I walked into the kitchen Mary was finishing up dinner. She was a treat for anyone's eyes. At 5'3", brown hair, blue eyes, and a killer body, she was something else. We had been married for almost six years, and were about as happy as two people could be. I snuck up behind her, and grabbed her around the waist. "I've got what I want for dinner, what are you having?" I told her. Mary just laughed, turned around and gave me a wet kiss. "You seem full of yourself, mister, but if you ever want dinner tonight you'll let me finish," she said trying to break my hold on her. Picking her up, and setting her down on the kitchen table, I told her dinner could wait. Mary had great lips for kissing, full and wet. As I slipped in between her legs, Mary pulled me in tight, and mashed her lips onto mine. The kissing was now hot, and nonstop. We exchanged spit, as our tongues danced in each other's mouths, as the electricity between us started to grow. Mary pulled her shirt, over her head, and I was glad to see she wasn't wearing a bra. Mary had smallish, perky tits that stood straight out with a set of nipples, when erect, were over a half-inch long. I dove in between her little peaks, moving from one nipple to the other, licking and sucking. I loved to twist them, and suck on them, until they got just like a baby bottle nipple. It didn't take Mary more than a minute, to unbuckle my belt, and was search my boxers for my now throbbing member. Stepping back, I kicked off my pants, and pulled off my boxers and shirt. Now naked as a jaybird, I moved in for the kill. Mary's skirt was all ready hiked up around her waist. I pushed her thong, to the side, and slipped two fingers deep inside her hot wet pussy. Laying her back, on the kitchen table, I pulled off her thong and skirt. Putting Mary's legs over my shoulders, I started to dine. Her pussy was shaved smooth, except for a small landing strip just above her slit. Spreading her pussy lips, I could see everything was coated with her inner juices. Flicking the tip of my tongue over her clit, made Mary raise her ass off the table. She was now grinding her cunt up against my lips, and tongue. After licking her, from clit to ass, I concentrated solely on the clit. "I'm going to make this bitch scream," I said to myself as my tongue did its best. With two fingers fucking her pussy, I pulled the hood back from Mary's clit and sucked it between my lips. Mary was now bucking and wiggling beneath my oral attack. It didn't take long to get the results I was looking for. Mary, grabbing the back of my head screamed, "Oh God, harder, suck it harder," then let loose and climaxed. It took her about two minutes to come down from her after glow. "That was nice, I really needed that, but now it's your turn," Mary said as they traded places. Mary gave good, but not great head. She could just handle my 7 inches, but would gag when she tried to deep throat me. Hell I didn't care what she did, as long as it felt good. She used just the right amount of suction, and saliva, to drive me nuts. A lot of women, wanted to just get it over with, but Mary liked to give me as much pleasure as possible. Mary grabbed it by the base of the shaft, and sucked it half way down. After about ten strokes, she had it all the way down her throat. Every once in a while, she would pull it out with a pop, lick the under side, and nibble on its swollen head. I was close, very close, and had no intentions of letting her suck me dry tonight. I wanted to tap her pussy. Against her objections, it was like taking a sucker away from a baby, I laid her over the table and spread her legs. Moving in behind her, I positioned it against her love pit, and eased it in, with one gentle push. Mary gasped and pushed back hard against me; she wanted it all, every inch of me in her. The love fest began. I don't know which one of us was pushing harder, but none-the-less, it felt great. I could feel it building up now, and knew I'd only last a little time longer. Mary was squealing beneath me, screaming, "harder, oh my God, harder." Two strokes later I started to cum, and Mary followed right behind me. Both drained, I laid on her back and kissed her neck. "Dinner ready yet hon?" I jokingly said. "Shit, I never turned off the stove," Mary yelled as she pushed me to the side running for the oven. "You're luckily this didn't burn, or we wouldn't have had anything to eat," she told me. "I can always find something to eat," I said winking at her. "You're never satisfied are you?" she said with a laugh. With that, I put my clothes back on and helped her finish dinner and set the table. At dinner I told Mary about the bet I had made with Luke. "I made a $500.00 bet with Luke today, that you wouldn't go to bed with him," I told her. Catching her by surprise, Mary said, "Come again?" "Luke, like always, was going on and on about his latest conquests, and said that he could bed any woman married or not; so I called his bluff. It started off as a $100 bet, but escalated to $500 when his ego got the better of him; talk about easy money," I told her. Mary wasn't amused. "Leave me the hell out of your stupid, manly, bets from now, or you'll be doing it by hand for the next month," she told me. "I'm sorry hon, it's just that I was so sick and tired of his constant bragging and wanted to finally put him in his place. Besides, you'll have $500 to buy clothes with, in two months when he loses," I told her trying to make points. Mary's eyes lit up at the thought of extra money for shoes. "I figure I had tell you about it, so when he starts flirting, and coming on to you, you will know the reason. Mary, you can flirt, and toy with him, all you like, you just can't sleep with him." "You know I'd never cheat on you, don't you?" Mary told me. "Exactly, that's why I made the bet." With that, the game began. Luke was on Mary, like stink on shit. From flirting, to drinks, to rides in his corvette, he went all out. Since we hung out in the same circles, Luke had plenty of chances to be in contact with her. Mary loved all the attention and believe it or not, it put an extra spark into our sex life, if that was at all possible. Wed morning I woke up with Mary's lips wrapped around my dick. "Morning honey, time for you to get up, one way or another," she said with a smile. With that she went back to sucking, and trying to get off. It didn't take long, before I had a raging hard on. "How about a little ride this morning?" Mary said as she flung her leg over, impaling herself on my shaft. She loved to be in control, and she had that, in this position. "Just lie back and enjoy," she said. I loved her on top. Her tits may have been just out of reach, but I still could get to her clit. As she moved up, I would rub and stroke her clit, which only heightened and increased the speed of her strokes. I could tell, just by her moaning, and breathing, she was close. Moving my hand from her clit, I grabbed her ass and helped her rise and fall on my dick. As she started to quiver and climax, I sat up, and started to suck and twist her nipples. "Don't stop, mother of lord, this feels so good," she cried out as I erupted as I shot my wad into her pussy. Holding her in my arms, I pumped the remaining amount as deep inside her as I could and then pulled her to me. We lay there motionless for a few moments just enjoying being with each other. "Shit, I got to get up, or I'll be late for work," Mary said as she lifted herself off my now shriveled dick. "I get the shower first," she announced as she bounded into the bathroom. "Too bad this wasn't Saturday, or I'd be thinking about seconds," I thought to myself. As I sat at my desk, and flipped the calendar, all I could say is, "Yes." Two months had gone by, and it was time to collect my winnings. As I walked into the bar after work, it looked like I was the last one to get there. I tried not to have a shit-eating grin, on my face, but it was hard. All Luke said was, "here's you blood money, and I hope you choke on it." We all laughed, and joked about it, and I ended up buying the next two rounds of drinks, because I was the one with the extra money. When I got home, the first thing Mary asked was, "where's my shopping money?" I gave her five, crisp, 100-dollar bills and said, "Enjoy." That would have been the end of it, had I not received a call from our sales manager not more than a week later. "Jim," Carl started. "I'm at the Holiday Inn, by the airport, and I need you to come out here right now." "Carl, I can't sneak away right now, haven't you picked up our client yet?" I asked. "I just picked him up and am heading back to the office but Jim, there's something here you need to see." "Shit Carl, what the hell are you talking about?" I said getting more than a little annoyed. "Look Jim, I don't know how to tell you this, but I just saw Mary checking into the hotel with some guy." My heart sunk, "Carl, are you sure it was Mary?" I asked. "Yes it was her all right, and believe me, this is the last call I want to be making right now, but I thought you should know." "Carl, did you happen to see where she went, or a room number?" It looked like number 110 or 111, in the middle, on the first floor,' Carl replied. "Thanks for the call, and I'll check it out but I know you've got to be mistaken, there's no way on earth Mary would do anything like that; I'll see you later," and I hung up. "Stupid salesmen, no way no how she would do something like that," I thought to myself. "Instead of driving all the way out there, I'd just call her at work and end it now," I told myself. I called Mary's work and was told she'd taken a couple of hours, off to go shopping, but she would be back by 2:30. "Shit, I'll just try her cell phone," I thought dialing that number. After four rings it went to voice mail, I hung up. The drive to the hotel seemed to take forever. Traffic was slow and I was driving way too fast. "What the hell was I going to do anyway when I got there? Do I bust into the room? I'm not even sure it's her." I then pulled up to the hotel, and drove around the parking lot looking for Mary's car; it wasn't there. "I was worried for nothing, just like I thought." I parked in the short tem lot, and went to the front desk. "Hi my name is Jim Reed, I'm suppose to pick up my wife, who's staying here, but I don't remember if it was room 110 or 111." "Let me check" she said. "I'm sorry, room 110 is vacant and #111 was just rented this morning, are you sure it was this hotel?" "I must have made a mistake, sorry about that," I said as I turned and walked out. "Now what do I do? Do I go up to the door and knock? What if it isn't her, and shit what do I do if it is her?" I went back to my car and pulled around so I could see the front of #111. I think I'll just wait for a while and see if anything happens. Two hours later I look down at my watch, "2:10, shit if it was Mary she would have to have left by 2:00 in order to get back by 2:30, I'm wasting my damn time on this wild goose chase." I just started my car, and was putting it in gear when room #111's door opened. "Perfect timing," I thought to myself. As I watched, Luke stepped out of the room followed closely by Mary. I wanted to drive them both down, with my car, but they were getting into Luke's car before my brain kicked in. "Fuck," is all I could say as they pulled away. I turned off the car and sat back in my seat. Now I wondered how long it had been going on. Nothing had changed at home. Life was still good and the sex had been great lately. "I've got to see where they're going." I followed then at a distance, and saw Luke drop Mary off at work, and give her a kiss as she got out. I then followed Luke back to his office, as he parked his car. I was hurt, angry and had about ten other emotions running through my head as I sat there. "What the hell do I do now? I can't kick Luke's ass, no way, and what do I do with Mary? I didn't know what or where to start but I had to do something," I said hitting the steering wheel with my fists. I went to the bank and cleaned out both the checking and savings account; well I did leave $100 dollars in each. I went back to Luke's office and took out my tire iron. Windows don't shatter the way they use to, when I was a kid, but they do crinkle. I did get the satisfaction of shattering all the lights on his car though. I was shocked and surprised, that no one stopped me or even called the police. I guess people just don't want to get involved anymore. I finally took out five $100 dollar bills, and put them in the envelope along with my business card, so Luke would know who it was from. I then drove back to work, and went into my office. I was still so angry I was shaking. No messages on my phone, or any e-mails, I guess Luke hadn't seen his car yet. Seeing I was back, Carl stuck his head into my office and asked, "everything all right?" "Not really," I replied, but I'm taking care of it. "Anything you need, you can count on me; sorry Jim." Luke called my cell phone shortly after 5:00, and I just let it ring until it went into voice mail. After it stopped, I listened to the message. "Jim, I'm sorry you found out, but it wasn't Mary's fault, only mine. We need to talk, but after you cool down. I'll let the car slide, I owe you that, but don't do anything stupid, that you'll regret, with Mary." The phone went silent. Well if Luke knew, so did Mary. I told my boss I needed a couple of days off, but I'd be back before Wed's big meeting. Carl knew why, but he wasn't about to tell anyone. I called home, to check my voice mails, but there were none. I was sure Mary was too afraid to call. She knew I didn't have a huge temper, but we were now in uncharted territories, and she didn't know what I was capable of doing; and neither did I. I went home to a dark quiet house. Looking at the answering machine, still no messages. I cracked open a bottle of wine and poured a large glass. "Now what the hell do I do?" I hadn't a clue. I hated them both, but I hated Luke 10 times more than Mary. I knew I'd never be able to trust her again. I just needed to know why? Was it Luke's way of getting back at me, for trying to deflate is massive ego? And how many times had they done it? At least they didn't do it in our bed, because it would be on the front lawn by now. I wonder how long it would be before Mary called? Hell, were her and Luke together right now? My head was spinning out of control, and I needed a drive to clear it." I didn't drive anywhere in particular, I just drove. Windows down, music blasting, I felt like I was 18 again. I was starting to feel a little better, when I noticed I wasn't in the greatest part of town, and remembered I still had all that money from the bank in my back glove box. "Shit," I thought. "What are you nuts? Get the hell out of here, before you really do loose everything." With that I headed back downtown. A Bet That Went Bad Ch. 01 The south side of downtown was full of strip clubs and restaurants. I hadn't eaten dinner yet, so I grabbed a few bills, out of the glove box, and picked a place that had a floorshow and a buffet. I haven't been to a strip club in years, but when my eye's finally adjusted to the darkness, I noticed they hadn't changed at all. A sleazy stage, and lights, but at least this one had a pretty decent buffet, so I filled a plate and sat down at a table in the back. All I wanted to do is eat, have a few drinks and enjoy the sights. Most of the women were in their late 20's or early 30's, and were in pretty good shape. I guess dancing and moving up and down a pole all night will keep anyone fit. Just as I was finishing up, and getting ready to leave, when a short blonde came on stage. She had an ok body from what I could tell, from the back of the place, and was not as well endowed as the previous dancers. As a dancer she wasn't bad, but was far from good. She cut her number short when she slipped on the pole and fell on her shoulder. "Damm, that had to hurt," I thought to myself. After that, she came off stage, and went to the dressing rooms, just behind me in the back of the club. About ten minutes, she came out still rubbing her shoulder. Walking by me I asked, "are you ok, that had to hurt." "It hurt my ego much more than anything else. You want to buy me a drink?" What the hell I thought, "sure why not. Jim's my name and you're?" "Candy," she replied. "Name your poison," I told her. "Look," she started. "You look like a nice guy, even the manager didn't care enough to ask if I was alright. I get paid extra for pushing drinks, but all I drink is tea. So, just tell them you want to buy me a small drink, that will cost you $10.00 and let it go at that." "You haven't been doing this long have you?" I asked. "I lost my job two weeks ago, and with tuition coming due, I needed something that would pay me good money, in a hurry, but don't get any ideas. I don't take men to the back room, and I don't pull tricks, like some on the other girls. I just dance, and push drinks; I'm no hooker," she let me know in no uncertain terms. "No problem honey, I'm just in here wasting time before I go home, what are you taking in school?" "Looking to finish up my MBA in about 9 months," she said proudly. Hell, the girls got brains. We talked about her life, and how she was driven to make something of it, so she would not end up like her mother; a single mother with two young kids. I watched her do another set, which wasn't much better than the first, before she came back to my table. Noticing my ring, she asked if I was married. "Was until 2:30 today. Caught my wife cheating on me, with a friend." "Sorry to hear that, life really sucks sometimes. That's why I don't count on anyone but myself. I figure, I've got two months left in this hellhole before I get enough money for a professional wardrobe for when I get out of school. I can't go on a job interview with what I'm wearing now," she said looking down at her thong. Sizing her up, I told her I might be able to help her. "You're a nice guy and all, and I feel sorry for you, but I don't do tricks I told you." "No, that's not what I had in mind. You're about the same size of my wife, and there is no way I'm going to let her take all the clothes I bought her, so you're welcome to shop her closet," I told her. Now it was her time to size me up. "No, I'm not a nut case Candy, but I do want my wife to pay for what she did to me, that's all." "Ok, my last set is at 11:00, so I can leave after that." Driving back to my place I had to ask; "you names not really Candy is it?" "No, Candy is my stage name, my real name is Joan; not as sexy as Candy is it?" As we pulled into the garage, I noticed that the house was still dark, no Mary yet. I turned on the light, in the kitchen, and headed to the refrigerator. "Like a glass of wine Joan?" "Sure why not," she replied. With glasses of wine in hand, we went into the master bedroom and opened Mary's closet. "Holly shit," Joan said. "Are you sure about this, she's got a lot of money tied up here. I don't want to take something, and end up having to give it back," she said looking at me for approval. "No problem girl, shop to your hearts content." For the next three hours Joan went through the closet and most of the dresser drawers. I just lay on the bed and watched her try on outfit after outfit. Now that I had the chance to see her in the light, she really did have a nice little body. About 5'5", about 110 lbs and a nice set firm breasts. She even had a tighter, and rounder ass than Mary; and that was saying something. After three hours, and two bottles of wine, we were done. Candy had picked out 10 business, and 4 casual outfits. "I haven't had this much fun since I was a kid," Joan said with a huge smile. The wine was getting to us, and we were getting a little more than giddy. "Girl, I don't think I can drive to your place tonight. You can have this bed, and I'll take the one in the spare room down the hall. In the morning, we'll have breakfast, and I'll take you home." Joan just laughed and said it was fine with her. I showed her where the bathroom was, and walked down the hall to the guest room. This had been one hell of a day, and I needed some sleep. It took less than 5 minutes, and I was out like a light. About 2:30 I heard Joan in the bathroom. I waited for her to get done, before I went in myself. Splashing water on my face, I looked in the mirror. "Jim, you really look like shit," I said to myself. Feeling a hand on my arm I turned around to see Joan. Taking me by the hand she led me to my own bed. She was naked and before I could say anything she said, "don't say a word, just relax, and enjoy." Taking off my boxers and t-shirt she bent down and kissed me. It wasn't a wild passionate kiss, more like lips softly touching, and flowing across one another. Licking my lips with her tongue, she pressed them harder. I forgot about Mary, my troubles, and started kissing her deeply. I could feel the heat building up between us, as she moved from my lips, down my chest to my now erect dick. Flashing me an evil grin, she licked up and down the shaft and slipped it into her mouth. I swear the warmth of her mouth made my dick grow another inch or two. I hadn't been with another women in seven years, and I found myself being seduced by a stripper I'd just met just hours before, and I was loving it. Joan was licking and sucking my dick at a feverish pace now. I was getting close and we both knew it. I tried to reach for her once, but she pushed me back and said you need this more than she did. With saliva streaming down the sides of my cock, and with both of my nuts resting on her chin, I let loose. I don't know how much she did, or didn't swallow; all I know was that I was completely drained. "Wow, you've got quite a talent there young lady." She just smiled and told me to sleep next to her for the rest of the night. Morning came too fast. I was still half asleep when I heard the shower running. Going into the bathroom, I climbed into the shower with her. "Need your back washed?" "That would be nice," Joan said as I soaped up her back and moved my hands around to her breasts. Turning around, Joan looked me in the eye and me and kissed me. It wasn't a soft gentle one like last night; it was more like that of welcoming a lover home after a long day at work. I rubbed my soapy hands across her back, ass and breasts. Moving lower, I saw that she was totally shaved, something I hadn't noticed last night. Rinsing the soap off her. I led her to my bed. "It's my turn this morning," I said as I moved her to the center of the bed. I knew what her lips tasted like, but there were more areas I needed to explore. After a peck or two I moved down to her breasts. They weren't big, but very receptive to my touch. I licked one, while I twisted the nipple of the other. I licked and sucked until her nipples were deep red in color and erect. Twisting the larger left nipple I reached down and spread her legs. Mary had nice cunt lips, they were small and tight. Joan however, had large dark lips, which hid a nice long clit. I licked her labia's to get them good and wet, and sucked them between my lips. Joan was pushing her cunt into my face and I was more than happy to play with my new toy. Moving the hood back from her clit I found it was over a half inch in length. Being a real oral person, I feasted on her cunt and clit, until she'd cum at least two times. "Enough screwing around," Joan demanded, "I want you inside me now." With that I moved in-between he legs. Lubricating the head, with the juice that was now flowing out of her, I pushed in. I could tell this pussy hadn't been used in quite a some time, or she was just someone who was very small. Joan by now, had both of her hands wrapped around my ass, and was pulling every inch of me into her pussy. "Damn, you feel so good in me," she whispered in my ear. We were now screwing at a torrid pace. I'd push in hard and she'd come back at me harder still. It was like a damm contest, who could pound the other, the hardest. Pulling out of her, and putting her on her knees, I shove my dick back in. If she wanted it hard, that's what I'd give her. We kept this up for what seemed like a half hour. Pushing her head and chest down on the bed, gave me a better angle to go deeper. Spitting on my finger, I rubbed it on her ass hole. "Do I dare? Why not." Lubing it up with cunt juice, and saliva, I push my finger in to the first knuckle. "Oh my god," was the reaction I received. With that, I pushed my finger in to the second knuckle, and started moving it in and out at the same speed I was taking her with my dick. I couldn't hold back any longer. Joan had already started climaxing, and my dick felt like it was being squeezed in a vice. I kept pumping, load after load, into her pussy. I could feel it getting slipperier and wetter the more I shot in her. In the end, I collapsed on the bed next to her. "Wow, you wife must have been nuts to give this all up. That's the best sex I've had in a long time, and as you could probably tell, it's been quite a while." We laughed a bit, and headed back to the shower again. I got dressed and went downstairs to make coffee. I was going to be off for a few days, and was really starting to enjoy myself. That is, until the phone rang. I could see from the number it was Mary's cell. "Honey we need to talk," she started. "About what? Oh that's right, about my whore of a wife sleeping around with one of my friends, is that what you mean?" I said as sarcastically as possible. "I can explain if you just give me the chance, please lets get together and talk about it." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Joan. "I've got to go now, I have a guest. I'll call you when I want to talk." With that I hung up. Turning around to Joan I asked, "ready for breakfast?" "If I'm complicating things for you, I can leave and you two can get together," she told me. "Don't worry about it. But, let's go out for breakfast, because there's not much in the house and I worked up quite an appetite this morning." With that said, we loaded up the clothes in my car and headed out to Denny's. I knew I eventually have to sit down and have a face to face with Mary, but I was still too pissed and I wanted to hold all the cards when we did. Very soon, she'd realize that I emptied the bank accounts and that would take it to a new level. For now, I needed to make just one more phone call and change the locks; I didn't want her coming into the house without me being there. So the games began. A Bet That Went Bad Ch. 02 "What are we doing here?" Joan asked. "Breakfast?" I replied. "You know what I mean. Look you're a nice guy Jim, and a really good lover, but I don't want to get mixed up in a messy divorce?" she said trying to be up front with me. "Joan, I'm enjoying myself with you, and no I'm not going to let you get in the middle of what's going to go down, so why don't we just play it by ear for now? So what's your plans for today?" I asked. Joan said she had a class at one, so I dropped her off at school and waited in my car for her to get out. I checked in with work to make sure everything was getting done and let my boss know I'd be in Tuesday bright and early. After class we went back to her place, to drop off the clothes. It wasn't a dump, but it wasn't anything to write home to mother about either. It was a small, one bedroom apartment, and the size of a large walk in closet. "I know it's not much, but the rent is cheap and I can walk to whatever I need." She hung up all her new clothes, and we rearranged her bed and dresser for the other two boxes of clothes that she couldn't hang up. It was a little tight, but we made everything fit. Looking at my watch it was now close to 5:00, so I asked if she had dinner plans. "I work at the club Tuesday's, Thursday's and Friday nights, besides that I usually have no plans, she told me. "No boyfriend?" I asked. "I was dating a guy for a while, but he turned out to be a total control freak, and I dumped him, why do you ask?" "Well I just don't want a jealous boyfriend coming in, while I make love to you on your bed," I said moving towards her. "Pretty sure of yourself aren't you?" With that, I grabbed her, and pushed her back on the bed. Within minutes, our clothes were somewhere on the floor and our lips and tongues were getting to know each other, again. Sometime you just need raw passionate sex to fill that burning need inside, and right now, I don't know which of us wanted it more; Joan or I. Joan straddled my lap, facing me, so we could kiss and I could have full access to her breasts. She loved to have her nipples played with, and took great pleasure feeding them to my lips. "You can suck and play with them all you like, just no biting; they're too sensitive right now. They haven't seen this much attention in a very long time," she told me." I could feel her pussy juices starting to flow, and drip down on my dick. Making a slight adjustment, I lifted her up and sat her down right on my dick. Her pussy fit my dick like a tight, silk, glove. Holding her tightly around her waist, I shoved it to the hilt on the first stroke. Joan gasped, and started smothering me with kisses. We were now moving in unison, and she was meeting me stroke for stroke. "God this feels so good," she whispered in my ear. Wanting to pound her harder, I lifted her up and we changed positions. Bending her over the back of her chair, and spreading her legs wide, I moved in behind her. She was so hot, my dick slipped right in. Holding her hips I pounded away as she pushed back at me. I loved to pull my dick all the way out, and then drive it back in, it gave me such a rush. In less than a minute I could feel Joan's pussy tighten, and I knew she was cumming. "Oh Yes," she screamed as I started to shoot into her. I don't know if was because I was making love to someone new, but I had the best climax I could remember having in a long time. It seemed to go on forever and when I was finished, we were both a sweaty mess. "We've got to let my pussy rest for a little while," Joan said as she shifted around. "It hasn't seen this much action in years, and I don't thing I'll be able to walk, if we do it again." We jumped into the shower, and then headed out to get something to eat. "What do you want to eat?" I asked her. "Mexican is my favorite, and I know a little place about three blacks away if your game." It was a little hole in the wall but the food was good. "All right, now that you've balled my brains out, I think you owe me your full story," Joan said sitting in a comfortable chair. With that I gave her the short version. How I had a great life with Mary, and about Larry, and the stupid bet. How I caught the two of them, walking out of the motel room, and how that all brought me to her. "I can't believe she was so stupid. You always end up making a mistake, and get caught; and for what, a roll in the sack. I hope Larry was worth it, because it looks like she just blew a great marriage. Any chance, you can forgive her?" Joan asked. "I could forgive her, but I would never be able to forget. She screwed one of my friends, an asshole, but someone I knew. It would have been a lot easier, if she'd met someone in a bar, and had taken him to bed; at least I wouldn't have known him," I told her. "You know, you kind of set her up by making that bet," Joan replied. "I thought about that, but never in my wildest dreams did I ever think she'd cheat on me. I know it was a stupid bet, but at least I know now, she can't be trusted when it really counts. Hell, I would have given Larry back the $500, after I'd let him stew for a few days, now I never want to see the bastard again," I shouted getting angry all over again. "So now you're having sex with a stripper, you just met, while your wife wonders where you are tonight; does that about sum it up?" Joan asked. With dinner done I asked if she had plans for the night. "I'd love to spend the night with you again, but I've got a test to study for and I work tomorrow night," so reluctantly I drove her home. "Am I going to see you again?" Joan asked. "I'll see you later tomorrow at the club, so we can go out afterwards." With that she gave me a wet kiss and walked to her apartment. "What the hell was I doing anyway?" I thought as I drove away. Your starting something with a girl you just met, and you haven't even talked to Mary yet. I've got to get a handle on my emotions, before anything goes too far. As I pulled in the driveway, Mary was waiting for me; this was not going to be the high point of my day. "My key won't work in the lock, and you cleaned out our bank accounts," she started in on me. "I wasn't sure, if you and your lover Larry, weren't going to cleanout everything and head out for greener pastures," I replied opening up the door. "We need to talk, can I come in?" Mary asked. "You want a glass of wine, I'm going to have one," I replied. "Sure why not," Mary replied taking off her jacket. I was starting to get angry again. It was much easier dealing with Mary, when I didn't actually have to look at her, but with her in the kitchen I found myself both wanting and despising her all at the same time. Handing her the wine I asked why she was here. "I live here," she replied. "Not anymore, I use to have a wife who lived with me here, but not anymore," I said fully intending to hurt her. With that she started to cry. "I'm so sorry, I never meant for it to happen and it was only one time," she told Jim. "Bull shit I yelled," which took her by surprise. Not knowing any of the details, I played my bluff. "You've been cheating with Larry for a while, I know everything and how long; did you think it would go unnoticed?" Mary looked shocked, "Alright it was more than once, but Larry said that he would tell you if I didn't go along with it after the first time," Mary said between her sobs. Getting angrier by the minute, I said, "there shouldn't have even been a first time, I trusted you, and you betrayed my trust in you. I thought I knew you, I thought we had a pretty good life together, but you threw it all away for a roll in the hay with Larry; I hope you two will be happy together because you deserve each other," I spat at her. I know you're mad, and have every right to throw me out, but I'm asking for another chance; no one knows about it but us," Mary said trying to reason with me. "Sorry to bust your bubble sweet heart, but my sales manager saw you and Larry. And after what I did to his car, the story's probably all around town by now. I just really want to know why, because I can't for the life of me understand it Mary," I told her." "Because of that stupid bet, Larry was all over me. He would call me at work, take me to lunch and when you weren't around, he'd brush up against me, by accident of course," she started to explain. "I told you the night I made the bet, so it shouldn't have been too much of a shock," I shouted back at her. "Well, the week before the bet was to end, the night you and your boss took that guy out, Luke called to tell me that since the bet was over, he'd take me to dinner so there wouldn't be any hard feelings," Mary said downing her drink. "We were just having dinner and a lot of wine. When I told him, I'd had enough, the server came over and said management was giving us a bottle of red wine to try; something about testing it out before he purchased a case of it. By that time, I was hammered and had, more than enough. Larry asked if I wanted to dance, and I don't even remember answering him. The next thing I knew, we were stumbling around on the dance floor. His hands were all over me, by this time and I was so damn drunk, I couldn't stop him. After we sat down, I told Larry I was starting to feel sick and needed to go home. We left and drove somewhere. I don't have a clue where we ended up, but the next thing I remember, we'd stopped, and he was all over me." "Honey, I was so damn drunk, I couldn't stop him. I know I asked him to stop, but he didn't. He was in me, pumping away, before I even knew it. The last thing I remember was him shooting inside of me. After that, I got sick and threw up in his car. I guess that made him stop." As he pulled up his pants, all he said is that "I guess I won the bet." I felt, and looked like shit, so I just begged him to take me home; I didn't care about the stupid bet. I took threw up again, and finally took a shower and went to bed. When you got home, I felt you slide into bed beside me, and prayed you'd let me sleep. The next day I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid. I just didn't know how you'd react. Jim, he got me drunk and basically raped me," she said starting to cry again. I said nothing for a moment. "After lying to me all this time, how can I believe you now? You slept with him after that night, and when he approached you again, why didn't you come to me and tell me everything?" I asked her. Mary was crying again, "Larry said if I didn't do it again, he'd tell you, so I did; but he wouldn't stop with one time and kept blackmailing me. You know about the last time when you saw us. Larry's scared shitless that you're going to kill him. I stayed away, because I didn't know what your reaction to me was going to be." I didn't know if I believed her or not. "It's a good story Mary, but I don't know if I believe you. You should have come to me the first night, and it would have been over and done with, but now you tacked on lie after lie. I don't know what to believe anymore. How long were you going to let this go on?" I asked her point blank. Mary, still crying said, "I don't know, at this point, I didn't know how to get out of it. This was eating me up inside, and I just wanted it to end. Jim, I just wanted for us to go back to where we were before," she said moving towards me. Mary reached for me. "I don't want you touching me," I screamed backing away from her. "I can still picture Larry climbing all over you, and it makes me sick. I don't know if we'll ever be able to put this behind us," I told her as she was crying now almost hysterically. "Please, you have to give me another chance, I love you," Mary now begged. I threw her a house key. I said she could come back, but only to the guest room. "I need time to think this over, I'm not saying I don't believe you, but I need to hear it with my own ears some how. Oh by the way, your closet is a little light of clothing, I gave a few items to a new friend of mine," I told her expecting some type of reaction, but there was none. With that, Mary went back to Carol's house to get the rest of her things, and I went out to dinner by myself. After dinner I stopped at an electronics store. "I need something I don't see on the shelf," I told one of the floor salesmen. "I want to eavesdrop on a conversation from about 25 feet away, what do you have that's not going to break the bank?" I asked. "Do you want to record it also?" he asked. "I never thought about it, but that would be a good idea also." He set me up with a remote microphone the size of a dime and a listening/recording devise all for under $300.00. "I'll find out who's telling the truth once in for all," I said to myself. Stopping at a local bar, I started to put a plan together. I'd use Mary as bait and see if Larry's ego would get the better of him, as always. Looking at my watch it was almost 11:00 so I headed home, luckily I didn't have to go to work on Thursday. As I came in the house it was all quiet. Going up stairs from the light I could see Mary was already in the guest room. Going into my room I changed and went to sleep. Mary had already left for work by the time I got up. About 2:00 I called her, and told her to call Larry and set up a meeting for Friday night. "Just say you need to talk to him, and you'll meet him anywhere; except a motel." She agreed and asked what I was doing tonight. "I've made plans and I won't be home until about 11:00", with that I hung up. No use telling her that I was meeting Joan again tonight. About 9:30 I walked into the club. Took about three minutes for my eye's to get adjusted. I didn't see Joan on stage, or working the floor so I took a table and waited for her. After I'd been approached by at least three girls, looking to buy them drinks, I saw Joan hit the stage. Her pole work sucked as much as last time, but the drunken guys in the front row could care less. It was a big crowd tonight, and she was making a killing on tips. Her set lasted a total of ten minutes, and as she stepped off the stage a guy grabbed her g-string and ripped it off. I jumped to my feet but by then, a bouncer had grabbed the guy and was dragging him out. "Cool you jets Jim," I said to myself. "You can't be her lord and protector here." Joan saw me, and came over to my table. Giving me a big kiss she sat down. "Wasn't sure if you would really show up tonight." "Girl I'm a man of my word you know that," I said giving her a full mouth kiss. "Did you get your other problem resolved?" she asked. "Ran into a few complications, but by tomorrow, it'll be done one way or another. You want a drink?" I asked. "Jim, if I drink another glass of tea, I'll pee for a week straight," she said with a laugh. "How many more sets do you have tonight?" I asked. Joan looked up at her watch and said two more. "You want to go back to my place tonight?" I asked her. "Thought you'd never ask, of course I do," she replied. After her last set, Joan and I headed back to my place. It was dark and quiet as we came in, Mary must have gone out. "Care to join me in the shower?" She asked. It was a non-stop kiss and grab fest. She felt so good in my arms I could hardly wait to get her in my bed. Still dripping wet, I chased her into bed, laughing as I grabbed her by the waist and rolled on top of her. She was warm and moist and tasted wonderful. Joan had her legs wrapped around me, and was grinding her pussy into my dick. "Easy girl, I'm not going anywhere." With that said, I rolled her on top of me. I slid down lower until her pussy was just above my face. "Ever ridden a tongue I asked?" With that, I licked her slit from asshole to clit, and pulled her pussy down on my tongue. Joan was getting a pussy sucking like she'd never experienced. Her cunt was flowing juice and it was dripping down the sides of my mouth. She was moaning and taking short gasping breaths, enjoying every minute of her tongue-lashing. Reaching up and massaging her clit was enough to drive her over the edge. The one thing she didn't expect next, was when I drove my tongue up her ass. "Oh God I'm cumming, don't stop now," she cried out. With a tongue in her ass, two fingers up her snatch, and my thumb working her clit, I had all bases covered. As she climaxed, she ground her pussy into my face. Picking her up, I laid her face down on the bed, and put a pillow under her stomach. I'd been hard as a rock, for the last 20 minutes, and as wet as she was it was no effort to show my member home in one stroke. As my first stoke bottomed out as she lifted up off the pillow. She pushed back, on every stroke, and kept screaming, "harder, oh God, harder." I reached forward and was grabbing her small tits with one hand, while the other was tweaking her clit. She was my wild child now. She was now moaning, screaming, and gyrating below me. I don't know how many times she climaxed, but it was at least two. I was getting real close when I decided to tap that ass of hers. Wetting a finger I shoved it in her ass to the second knuckle. That did nothing but excite her more. Pulling out my dick, I put it against her brown hole and pushed. "Oh shit," was the only words she said as her head flopped down on the pillow in front of her. I waited a moment for her to get use to me inside, and slowly started stroking in and out. She just laid there for the first few strokes and then I noticed her starting to push back against me. With a final push, I droved it in all the way to my balls, as Joan let out a loud gasp. Stoking a couple inches at a time, and working her pussy with my other hand, we were almost at full steam again. I lasted only a couple of minutes before dumping my load in her ass. Exhausted I pulled out and lay down beside her. Climbing on my chest, she kissed me. "That was one wild session, I've never had anyone in my ass before tonight." "I thought you might enjoy that," I said with a smile. I'd no more gotten the words out of my mouth when I glanced up and saw Mary in the doorway. She was silently crying, and as our eyes met she raced down the hall and slammed the door. "Who the hell was that?" Joan asked. "My wife Mary," I replied. "Excuse me, what's she doing here? "This is one of the complications I mentioned earlier tonight," I told her. "I need to leave before this gets ugly," Joan said trying to get out of my bed. "It's not going to get ugly and your going nowhere," I said grabbing her and not letting go. With that said, we started kissing again. "Just a minute," Joan said as she leaped from the bed and locked the bedroom door. "I'm just not taking any chances, now where were we." I was making coffee and breakfast as Joan came down stairs, followed closely by Mary. Looking up, I said "Joan this is Mary, Mary this is Joan; lets eat." You could cut the tension with a knife. Mary fired the first shot. "Where did you pickup this slut?" Joan countered with, "Jim, I thought you threw the whore out, did you check her room to see if she's fucking anyone else?" This was not going well. "Both of you put your claws away and let me tell you how this is going to play out. Mary, what time are you supposed to meet Larry?" "About 4:00 today," she replied. "Good, you'll be wearing a wire, so I can hear exactly what is said. Joan and I will be in the back of the club, and after that we'll all go out to dinner and talk. Anyone want anymore coffee?" We got there early and picked a booth in the back. We could see Mary but she couldn't see us. I told her what to say, hoping Larry would take it from there. I had finished testing the unit as Larry walked in. "I can only stay for a few minutes, I want to keep as far away as possible from you and that crazy husband of yours," Larry said as he sat down and ordered a beer. A Bet That Went Bad Ch. 02 "We wouldn't be having this conversation if you hadn't screwed me over, now would me," Mary replied. "Ok, I'm sorry about that night, I guess I shouldn't have forced myself on you, but Jim and that damn bet were making me crazy. After that I just wanted a taste of you when you weren't so drunk. I was never going to tell Jim, you know that, it's just you have such a fine body Mary,' Larry said digging himself into a bigger hole. "With you blackmailing me, and Jim catching us, we're both in a pickle now," Mary told him. "Well I'm done with you now anyway, and it's not like Jim and I were the best of friends. He'll probably never talk to me again, so I have nothing to hold over you anymore," Larry said with a snicker. The next thing Larry experienced was a sharp blow that broke his nose. A second one followed right behind that, and someone took his head and tried to drive it through the table. Bleeding like a stuck pig Larry heard me whispering in his ear, "You fucking asshole, I've got every word you said on tape. If I ever see you in this town again, I'm going to turn it over to the police; I think they'd be very interested, don't you?" he said releasing Larry's now bleeding head. With that, the three of us walked out of the bar, through the crowd, that were just staring at us with their months open in shock at what had just transpired. Getting in the car we drove off. "That went well," I said. "I don't thing we will have to worry about Larry anymore." At the restaurant the mood was a little more reserved. Mary broke the ice by asking Joan what she did for a living. "I'm going to school during the day, and stripping three nights per week. That's where I met Jim, and what do you do when your not whoring around with Jim's friends," Joan replied. "Ladies, we need to play nice with each other," I said trying to take control of the situation. Thankfully the food came shortly there after, and everyone ate in silence but their eyes however, were doing a lot of talking. After dinner, I took Joan to the dance floor. I made sure I held her close and caressed every inch of her upper body as we swayed to the music. As the song ended, I took her back to our table and asked Mary if she would like to dance. "I'm not in the mood to dance right now," she shot back at me. "No problem, Joan would you like another dance?" "All right damn it I'll dance with you," Mary yelled back. As we danced, Mary kept pushing me to talk, but I just told her we'd talk when we got home, where it was more private. As we got back to the table I told them it was time to leave. The drive to the house was quiet but you could cut the tension with a knife. As we pulled in the driveway, Mary asked if I was driving "her" home. "Looking at Joan, I said, "She is home." As we moved into the living room I told them both to listen and not to say a word until I finished. Mary, you screwed around on me, and even though it wasn't intentional, you put yourself in a position that you never should have been in. I don't know if our life will never be what like it was before. I love you, but you've got a long way to go before I can ever trust you again. Joan, you the best thing that's come into my life in a long time. I enjoy being with you and your great in bed. I'm not all that crazy about you dancing at the club, but if that's what you want to do so be it. I want you to move in here with us. Mary started to say something but I cut her off. "If either of you don't like the arrangements, than you can leave." Neither one said a word; they just stared at each other and then me. I knew if this was going to work I'd have to make the first move. I move over to Joan, and kissed her deeply and started to undress her. I then motioned to Mary to come next to us. I kissed Mary, long and hard, and placed her hand on Joan's small breasts. Pulling Mary's dress down, both she and Joan were now in just their underwear. "I think it's time you two became acquainted." With that, I watched the two look at me and start kissing. It was small pecks at first, but after a few moments they were really getting into it as I removed the remainder of their clothes. Since I was the only one now clothed, I stripped down to my boxers and reached over and butt grabbed to the two of them. "I think we'd be more comfortable in a bed, don't you?" With that we retired to our bedroom. Lying on the bed, I grabbed Joan and pulled her pussy on top of my face as Mary went to town on my dick. This was a scene straight out of a good porn movie. Joan was being licked, sucked and tongue fucked by me, while Mary was devouring my dick, that was now hard as a rock. We continued on for about 10 minutes when Joan started quivering and grinding her pussy against my lips; I knew she was cumming. Pulling her off, and positioning Mary on her back, I stuck Joan's face into Mary's cunt as I pounded her from the backside. Joan was really getting into sucking Mary's pussy. Mary was breathing hard as she feverishly worked her clit. Joan was just starting to cum as I stuck my thumb up her brown hole. As she climaxed, I could hear Mary cry out, "don't stop, please I'm so close." Joan pussy was still dripping as I positioned it over Mary's mouth, as I climbed between Mary's legs. Shoving two fingers up her snatch and another up her ass brought nothing but screams of lusts from Mary; I'd never seen her this worked up. Draping her legs over my shoulders, I slipped into her wet pussy and started pounding away. Looking up I could see Joan riding Mary's face, holding onto the headboard for balance. Joan was raising and lowering her pussy onto Mary's darting tongue, and fringing herself into a state, which I've never seen. So lubing a finger with Joan's pussy juice, I shoved it up her ass as I pounded Mary's snatch. With so much moaning, screaming and wiggling around it was hard to tell who was cumming and who was fucking whom. All I knew was that I was close. I shot my first load into Mary's snatch, and then moved up to Joan's ass for the last two spurts. I rolled over onto the bed next to Mary and pulled Joan down next to me. Having two beautifully and sexually drained women next to me was a dream come true. Mary was the first to speak. "Next time I want to be on top and we're going to need some type of lubricant because I don't want my asshole rubbed raw again; I still have to be able to walk." Joan added that, "It looks like we're also going to need a bigger bed." As they started talking between themselves, I thought to myself, "this just may work out, at least I'll get all the sex I need from now on." It lasted for almost a year, but after Joan graduated from school she moved away. Joan still makes it a point to visit once a month, and bring along any friends she might have. Mary and I are still together, and doing better than ever. Every once in a while I go back to the club to see if there's any new dancers; Mary said we need another roommate.