"I think I need some extra tutoring."

John and Amy proceeded to fuck all over his apartment for the next 2 hours. By the end of it, they were both sweaty, tired, and absolutely reeked of sex. They took a shower together, which of course ended up taking an extra 15 minutes due to a "special lesson".

Once they were finally done and Amy was getting ready to leave she said, "Well I don't know how much more I can teach you, but call me if you ever want to...review what you learned today." She handed him a piece of paper with her number scribbled on it.

John almost couldn't believe what he had heard. A woman wanted to have sex with him outside of a bet? He almost thought he was dreaming. He managed to compose himself well enough to respond. "I'll consider it," he said with a smirk. Amy smiled back and proceeded to open the door to his apartment.

"Oh, and one more thing," Amy said. "Maybe come up with a better lie next time, okay? Bye!"

Damn, she saw right through me, John thought. Well, I was right on the slut thing.

John decided to take the rest of the day to relax and get some homework done before continuing his plans the next day.