The Bet - Sex Stories

The Bet

"If you can guess what colour panties I'm wearing, I'll give you the best blow job you have ever had. I'll give you three guesses. If you can't get it right, you have to buy a bottle of their best champagne." I thought to myself, how did I get here? Just 15 minutes ago, I sat down in this hotel bar to have a quiet drink before going to back up to my room. When the beautiful blonde in the tight red dress walked in, I did check out her amazing curves as did all the other guys sitting around the room. She looked around the room and then surprisingly came over to my table. I don’t know why but I was the only one sitting alone. "Is this seat taken?" she said to me, her beautiful brown eyes looking deep into mine. "No," was all I managed to get out, almost choking on the drink I just swallowed. "Good," was her reply as she sat down. She signaled the waitress who was moving around the tables, "Champagne please." The waitress nodded and went to the bar to get the order. "So what brings you to Sydney?" she asked, turning to look me directly. "Work," was all I could manage to nervously say in the presence of this beautiful woman. I know she could tell that she was having an effect on me as she smiled and flicked her shoulder length blonde hair behind her ear. "And what sort of work do you do, Mister …?" "It's Johnson, but please call me Stephen. Stephen Johnson," I said holding out my hand. She grabbed it firmly as I continued to answer her question. "I'm in construction and down ...

... here consulting on a project at the airport." "I'm Julie. Nice to meet you, Stephen," she replied as she let go of my hand. Her champagne arrived, and she lifted her glass to me. "Cheers!" "Cheers! So what brings you to Sydney, Julie?" “Just a work conference.” “So are you a gambler, Stephen?” “I’ve been known to have a flutter every now and then. Why?” "If you can guess what colour panties I'm wearing, I'll give you the best blow job you have ever had. I'll give you three guesses. If you can't get it right, you have to buy a bottle of their best champagne." I looked at the beautiful woman seated here in front of me and I could not believe what she had just so calmly said. Was she serious? I looked directly at her and could instantly tell she was. I looked at her dress and found no hints there. I picked up the wine list that sat on the table. A 2004 Dom Perignon at $450 was at the top of the list. I looked at her again. This woman was a dead set knockout! Could I do this? Even if I lost, maybe I could still get lucky by getting her drunk. “Alright, you’re on!” I said after quickly finishing my drink. “Ok, I like a man who can take a risk. First guess.” I looked at her closely and I knew this would not be easy. She was too far to sexy to be wearing just plain underwear. She would be wearing something exotic. I noticed her bra strap was showing and it was red, matching her dress. Could she be wearing a matching set? I looked her square in the eye. “Red,” I said confidently. “No,” ...