Fine, but not in front of a crowd

"A bet's a bet, but I'm not putting a show on for everyone else here," Julia said.

"Fair, follow me," Don said, taking Julia's hand and leading her upstairs. He made his way to one of the bedrooms and pulled her inside, locking the door behind them.

"I can't believe I lost," Julia said, sitting on the bed.

"You were good, but I'm not champ for nothing," Don said. He sat next to Julia, looking at her. "Now, shall we?"

Julia swallowed the lump in her throat, then nodded. Don grinned, leaning in, and planted his lips on hers. She could feel the scratchiness of his stubble, the smell of his aftershave and cologne. For some reason, it all felt good. She moaned, parting her lips, and Don took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth.

Julia, to her surprise, responded in kind. It felt so good, so... hot. She lost herself in the act, in the feelings, and the smells, and the tastes, and... all of it. She barely noticed as the shifted positions, Don pulling her onto his lap. One of his hands moved to her ass while she wrapped both of her arms around his neck. He groped her ass, and even that felt amazing. His other hand moved to her chest, touching breast directly and through the fabric of her dress where it actually covered her. He kneaded, and she moaned again. She could feel herself getting wet, feel him getting hard. He tugged down, pulling dress and bra, and her tit popped free. Don's fingers found her nipple and tweaked it, sending jolts of pleasure through her.

Don pulled away, and Julia whimpered a bit, not wanting the good feelings to end. Don kept playing with her tit and ass, breathing a bit hard. "Wanna go a bit further, babe?"

Julia knew what he was asking. Did she want it? Hell yeah, at least in the moment. But would she regret it?