Everyone Has A Price

She turns back to Arthur. "Well big man, let's do this thing. Bet you never thought you'd be losing your virginity tonight."

Like me he still sits in his chair with his dick hanging out, needless to say the comparison was not flattering for me.

He shakes his head. "Nuh uh. I can't wait to feel what it's like. I'm lucky...it's with someone...so pretty."

She smiles, obviously flattered. "Stop that. Come on, let's get some privacy from these perverts. Show me your room." She holds out her hand for him to take it and lead her to his room.

The six sitting in a semi-circle all groan in one voice of disappointment.

"What?"

"No."

"Wait, you said in front of everyone."

She shakes her finger. "I said a bj right here and now in front of everyone. V card wasn't included in that. We do that in private."

"Aw, come on!"

The six of them go off again, griping and complaining as if they'd bought a ticket.

"Come on hun. You've come this far." Jasmine says. "This has been a roller coaster, don't leave us hanging."

"You sick fucks." Briana laughs. "I am NOT having sex right here in the kitchen with all of you watching. Jesus! What's gotten into you guys?"

"Come on." "Please." "Do it." Comes the replies.

Ethan suggests. "It should be Arthur's choice. He won you after all."

"He didn't...win me."

"Won your mouth and your pussy, won your body." Ethan shoots back, Bri blushes at that. The respect we used to command from our friends was nowhere to be heard in their prodding voices, the combination of **** and Briana and I's current status as live adult entertainment giving them a brashness we'd not experienced before. "Come on Arthur. We want to watch."

The others all begin to plead with him and urge him to take her right there. Perhaps it was the novelty of his sudden popularity or perhaps he was simply caught up in the spirit of this strange night but as he looked from face to face I could see he was being swayed by their encouragement. It wasn't until he looked my way however that he truly embraced the idea. His grey magnified eyes are ice cold as he looks at me, surely the years of bullying through our school days flashing through his mind. I beg him to stop this through facial expression and broken body language...but it only acts to make his mind up. I see a look of pure evil flash over him for just a second before he blinks, smiles, and looks back toward the others.

"Okay!" He says cheerfully. "I'll do it!"

"YEAH!" The audience cheers the hero of this erotic live action drama playing out before them.

"Woah! Woah! Woah!" Briana motions them to quiet down. "I never agreed to this."

"Come on." Arthur says. "I won."

"No fucking way!" Briana states emphatically. "I am not going to..."

"You can have the money." He says. This stops her dead mid-sentence. He points over to the pile of cash still sitting on the kitchen table which had been moved into the attached living room. "It's yours if I can f-f-fuck you...right here."

One thousand dollars cold hard cash. Each of the guys had brought 200 bucks for the poker game and it was all there in one big pile, Arthur and I's two straight flushes still laying face up to either side of the pot.

"No...I...uh..." Briana's conviction falters as her sky blue eyes stare at the mountain of green. She tries to bluff disinterest but Bri was no gambler, you could practically see the little dollar signs in her wide eyes.

"Bri." I whisper.

"Shut up Mr. 57 seconds." Ethan says without even looking my way. "Come on Bri, a thousand bucks. Easy money. You're gonna fuck him anyway. Just let us watch."

The others back him up. "Come on Bri." "A thousand dollars." "We won't tell a soul." and such things come from the chattering group.

"I...uh...I..." Briana's pride was holding her back...and yet the temptation of a fast grand for something she was going to do anyway was starting to win out.

It is then I realize that her backing my play wasn't just about supporting her man, it was also about the money. Perhaps it had only been about the money. Her work as a novice hairdresser and my football scholarship paid the bills but did not afford many luxuries. There were things a beautiful woman like Briana wanted and expected. I relied on this poker game each month for a chance to provide her with such things, but this time she was being given an opportunity to earn it herself. It hurt me now more than ever that I hadn't been able to win that pot for her, and this was clearly humiliating for her that she was being tempted by something as shallow as cash. She wanted to say no yet she had in front of her a thousand reasons to say yes.

"I'll chip in a hundred more." Ethan says. "Eleven hundred bucks." Alexis gives him an angry look, then smiles and rolls her eyes. They were all too far invested to let this go.

"Twelve hundred." Trevon says. "I'll chip in another hundo."

"Guys." Briana pleads meekly. It sounded like they were bidding on a **** girl, each dehumanizing bid both a stinging lash for her pride while simultaneously sweetening the deal. They were chipping at the haughty popular girl ego she had built up all her life. She wanted to maintain her superiority, her dignity, her vanity, her "better than you" identity, yet she had been cut down a few notches by what had happened already and the siren's call of greed was ringing loud in her ears.

"Thirteen!" Mikey joins in. "This I GOTTA see."

"Fourteen." Jasmine smiles wickedly as she swirls her chardonnay. "Let's see that pussy that drove all the boys wild back in high school. What's your price Briana?"

"Jasmine..." Briana gasps.

"Two thousand!" Arthur's voice rises above the din. All eyes turn back to him. "I'll add another six hundred. Two thousand dollars and I have you here in front of everyone."

The room goes quiet. The air is tense with anticipation as attention returns to Briana who stood in the middle of all of us, breasts still on full display. I stare at her bare back, silently pleading with her not to debase herself like this. Don't do this baby, don't do this. We don't need the money that bad.

"Ha!" She at last laughs, pretending like none of this bothered her. "God, if you guys are THAT ****." She laughs again, tense and nervous though trying desperately to downplay the situation. "I'll take your stupid money. I mean I'm fucking him anyway. God you guys are so pathetic."

"Yeah!" The crowd cheers and hoots. "Wooo! Take it off baby!"

She lets out an exasperated huff. "Freaks, all of you. Take Travis away before we start, he doesn't need to see..."

"No." Arthur asserts. "He stays."

She looks at him and the pair share a long steady stare. Back in high school a lowly nerd like Arthur could never have stared down a popular girl like Briana but this wasn't high school anymore and the nerd now held all the power. I knew she was going to lose this contest of wills.

Bri's shoulders tense then slowly relax, her eyes lower. She cannot bear to even look back my direction. "Ha ha ha! God you guys are so silly. Fine, whatever, no big deal."

She could try to save face all she wants but every last one of us knew it was the money that made her do it. A sexual act for straight cash. My girlfriend had just become a whore before my eyes.