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Chapter 7
Should I go for it? Or should I play it safe...?
Go for it! He's losing anyway!
$2000 was too good to pass up. Sure, the stakes hadn't been any higher the whole night, but although part of me was feeling that I was getting awfully greedy, that it was enough to justify the risk. I was confident, despite the fact that I lost last round, that I could win and make up for it (and then some). So, with a huff, I said "Okay, deal! You're sooo going to regret this" - soon realizing that I was the one with the most to lose in this situation. After all, my husband was the only man who had ever seen my upper half naked. If I were to lose, then that would all change. I would have to live with the fact that not only Nick would have my bra as his own personal trophy, but that he saw my breasts. This thought alone was enough to cause my grip on the dart to shake. Nick was never one to let an opportunity to go to waste, so seeing my anxiety he decided to use it to his advantage.
"Oh Heather, I can't wait to see those big tits of yours."
"Nick, please shut the hell up!"
I tossed my dart but my hesitation made it awful. I saw it hit triple 3, earning me just 9 points. Nick laughed, before he moved next to me, tossing his dart and easily hitting a triple 20 - which was my target.
"Your bra is going to be such a nice trophy. I'm going to have such a good time with it."
I tried my best to ignore him and aimed for the board. Still, ignoring him was easier said than done...
"I wonder what color your nipples are. Well, I guess I'll know soon enough..."
"Nick, shut up!"
I tossed my dart but to my horror, I watched it miss the triple 20 and instead hit a triple 1. I was freaking out, watching as Nick quickly took his dart and threw it right on another triple 20. He won effortlessly.
Just as I was screaming inside my mind, I watched as he walked over to the board and picked a dart off. He came over to me and handed it right in my hand and said "Get a bullseye and we'll call the whole bet off."
Did he have a change of heart? I wasn't one to complain so I thanked him incoherently "Thank you thank you thank you, I -"
"Woah, not so fast fat ass." he said with a cruel grin. "I'm giving you a chance here. I won't say anything and let you throw. If you make it, like I said, you're free from the wager. But if you don't make it....well, I want something good. What I want is..."
Oh lord, what does he want...
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How could I let him fuck me that way?
Help me shoot down my husband's sleazy friend, or help him have his way with me.
Slightly based on a true story. My name is Heather and I'm a woman in my late twenties. My friends and I, along with my husband, regularly hung out at a dive bar in our relatively small town. It was our way of catching up and making sure that despite our busy lives, that we had fun and stayed in touch. This wasn't always great though. My husband's friend - Nick - was a complete jerk. A total pervert and sleazebag that would always hit on me. Despite already knowing he was a perv, I didn't know the extent of it. On one particular night, he was actually aiming to have me go into his van and fuck me like a pornstar! Of course this didn't happen in real life...but it might happen here. Of course, it won't be easy! If you're too forward too soon, I will shoot you down. But play your cards right and maybe I'll end up like he wanted that night - totally submissive and with him balls deep inside of me, while his sleazy van rocks in the lonely parking lot.
Updated on Dec 10, 2023
by norker151
Created on May 6, 2018
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