The Bet - Sex Stories

The Bet

... Amy just giggled knowing that for them this party had already begun hours ago. “Oh, it’s already going quite nicely.” Tiffany flirtingly added as she began dancing away through the crowd and into the heart of a group of people who were already dancing together in the living room. “I’m going to go find Todd and get my money.” Angie told Susan and Amy as she turned and disappeared into the party crowd. “I’ll catch up with you in a little bit.” The other two turned and soon also disappeared into the sea of party goers. Each going their separate ways into their own little party groups. Angie found Todd, beer in hand, bragging to several other guys about the plays that he had made and how the Jays should have won the game. Angie, coming up on him from behind, tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. “Ok big guy. Let’s have my money. You lost the bet.” "I, uh, well, umm, I’ll have to go get it from my car. I left my billfold in the glove box. I can hardly hear myself think with all this noise and music. Tell you what. I’ll meet you in 10 minutes in, uh, in Bill’s room. That way no one will see me give you money and start asking questions. And it will be quiet. That OK with you?” Todd replied sheepishly. “Oh by the way, I really thought we could win tonight.” “Yeah, but you didn’t. You lost and you lost your bet. You had better show up with my money mother fucker, or else. A bet is a bet and you had better not try to weasel your way out of paying me my money.” She warned. ...

... Angie moved through the crowded house making her way to Bill’s room so she could collect her bet from Todd. Stopping only as she paused to say hi to people and groups that she knew. Moving up the stairs she finally found Bill’s room. She entered the room quietly and turned on the light. As she looked around the room she noticed a guy’s room. The room was filled with vast treasures of guy stuff placed neatly upon book shelves around the room. Artifacts from the movie Star Wars and Star Trek were everywhere. Penates from various professional sports teams lined the walls next to posters of fast cars and scantily clad women. She stood in Bill’s room for what seemed like an eternity thinking that Todd was going to stiff her and not give her the money. The door opened slowly. “Angie? Are you in here? Todd asked. “You got the money you owe me, Todd?” “Sure do.” He replied showing her the crisp fifty dollar bill in his hand. Holding it above his head just out of her reach. She tried to grab it but he kept pulling it back from her. “Well, let’s have it then. I won it! A bet’s a bet and you lost. Now pay up mother fucker. You owe me that fifty dollars!” “Not so fast young lady! I’ll give you your money in good time. But first there is something that you need to take care of before you can get it.” Todd fired back. “What? What are you talking about? The Jay’s lost. I win the bet. You owe me that money!” “Oh I’m going to give you this money. But first you have to take care of your end of ...