The Bet - Sex Stories

The Bet

... she replied. “Second guess.” I looked at her shapely smooth legs, hoping to catch glimpse of those mystery panties but she kept her legs firmly closed. While the dress was not see though, I thought that she was too classy to wear something that might show through, so that eliminated blacks, blues and purples. “Pink,” I said but this time with less confidence. “No, last chance.” I was about to be $450 dollars out of pocket. The boss would kill me if he saw that on the hotel bill. I had only one more chance and this woman had the perfect poker face. It was giving nothing away. Not one thing. Hang on, that’s it! I look along her side looking for that tell-tale panty line and I couldn’t see anything. Had this all been a trick? It was all or nothing, I thought to myself. I leaned in close and looked her straight in the eye. “You’re not wearing any panties, are you?” “Well, why don’t you look for yourself?” I leaned back in my seat to improve my view as she slowly opened her legs to reveal her smooth womanhood to me. My eyes nearly popped out of my head with this beautiful sight. She closed her legs again and leaned forward to me. “A bet’s s bet. Do you want your reward?” “Yes!” I stammered. “Follow me,” she said standing up. I quickly jumped to my feet. I would have followed this goddess anywhere. She went down the corridor that led to the toilets and stopped in front of the disabled one. “In here?” “Yes,” and she pushed me inside while looking around for anyone who may have been ...

... watching. She locked the door behind her and then pushed me back against the basin. This was a women who took control. “Are you ready for this?” “Yes!” was all I managed to get out as she undid my belt and pants. She knelt down in front of me. “Let’s see what we’ve got under here,” she calmly remarked as she swiftly pulled my pants and underwear to the floor. She gently caressed my now exposed manhood and it began to rise to the occasion as it should. “Mmmm, very nice! I like a man who takes care of business down here and keeps it neat and tidy,” she remarked referring to my trimmed pubic region. “Let’s see how big it gets. Looks nice and thick.” She continued to work on my rapidly hardening cock, gently stroking it with her soft manicured hands. “Seven inches, I would guess? Very nice!” All I could manage was a couple of nods as a reply. This beautiful lady knew how to please a man! She leant forward and licked the end of my cock, gently poking her tongue in the eye of my trouser snake. She worked her tongue all around my knob before placing her into her mouth and moving her lips over it. I looked down to watch her work and notice she was only holding my cock in one hand while the other had disappeared under her dress. From this position, I noticed how the front of her dress was now revealing her ample breasts held firmly in the red brassier. It created an amazing cleavage that could grab a man’s attention from across the room. I just could not believe this was happening to ...