Want to Bet? - Sex Stories

Want to Bet?

... table and looked down the barrel of the stick. Kate slammed the cue forward to maximize her power and her chest almost touched green felt. The white ball raced down the table and cracked into the triangle of colorful balls sending them bouncing off the rails.

"Yessss!" She hissed as a striped ball fell into a pocket. She sank three more striped balls in short order before missing. I sank a couple balls. It went back and forth like this a few times until she made the black eight ball for the win.

"Woot! Woot! Rack em up, bitch!" Kate pumped both arms into the air 'raising the roof'.

I snorted. "Overreact much?" I did as ordered and racked the balls for a new break.

Kate took a long gulp of her drink, finishing it. "Ne-verrr." She was having a good time at my expense, but I didn't care. I had married her because she was loud and fun and aggressive. It brought out some of the same in me, It was fun and there was nothing riding on the outcome.

Kate broke the balls again, but didn't sink any. I made three then missed. She sank one but her second shot was off by a millimeter and it bounced away.

"Nice shot, Rat." The loud female voice dripped sarcasm and both our heads whiplashed towards the door.

Kate glared at her, "What did you want me to do? Leave him out there?"

"No, Rat, you should have come got me. I bet you never even considered actually trying to help me."

Kate shook her head and spoke in a preschool teacher's voice,"So I could leave my kids ...

... alone to get you? Then you could leave your kids alone to get him? How do you think Maddie would like that?" Her voice dripped with condescension. "You really are stupid, Jennifer."

"Whatever, Rat." Stupid Jennifer strolled to the other table and stuck enough coins in to release the balls.

I moved behind my wife so I could speak low enough for only her to hear. "Katie, let's finish this game and go."

She turned on me, eyes blazing,"No fuckin' way is she chasing us out of here, Dave," she hissed back in a low voice. The mood in the room had shifted to very tense.

"OK, OK." I held up my hands in surrender. Kate stalked off and went to the bathroom.

A guy came in carrying a couple drinks and a couple shots. They drank the shots, then Jennifer and her man started playing. Not wanting to be too obvious, I pretended to be lining up my next shot and assessed Kate's enemy.

She couldn't have been more opposite of Katie. She was almost as tall as me and thin, with no boobs to speak of. Where Kate had curly auburn hair, Jen had stringy dishwater blonde hair. Kate has full lips with a constant smile, Jennifer has thin lips and a resting bitch face. Jen dressed like a slob in a tee shirt and cut offs. Her man was a little taller than me, but outweighed me by 50 pounds, most of it in his gut. He dressed similar to Jennifer in jeans and a flannel with the sleeves cut off.

Kate returned and we muddled through the rest of the game, not speaking. I ended up winning when Kate ...