Not even close

"Hold on, let me admire your wife's rack some more," I reply with a grin. I quickly send the five new pictures, as well as the one from earlier, to my phone. Bill is basically bouncing from foot to foot, scowling at your comment. "Alright, alright," I tell Bill, holding his phone back out to him. He lunges forward to grab it, but I pull it back just before he can get his hands on it. "Wait, one last thing. Mark," I say, addressing Bill's friend who keeps checking his phone, waiting for a reply from his wife, "do you want to see Linda's tits?"

"What the fuck! That was never part of the bet!" Bill says angrily, even as a smile cracks Mark's face.

"The photos are for me. That means I can do whatever I want with them. That includes showing your best friend. That is, if he wants to see them, of course," I add.

Mark's face breaks out in a full smile as he says, "Well, I mean, if you're offering..."

Bill looks pissed and mutters something to himself. Then an idea comes to him and he asks, "Does that mean I get to see Paulina's fat ass too?" Apparently you're not the only one holding onto a high school crush.

"Of course," I answer, wiping the smile off of Mark's face. His joy returns quickly once I show him the pictures of his best friend's topless wife.

"Damn, her tits are amazing! They look just like I imagined!" he says while staring at the phone.

"Yeah, I know she does, why do you think I married her," Bill says, a hint of pride creeping into his voice. I can tell that a small part of him is enjoying the praise and attention his wife is getting. After a few minutes, Bill's phone is returned to him and he gestures at Mark's phone. "Well? Paulina done yet?"

Looking down, I can see by the look in his eyes that his wife has indeed sent the naughty pictures over, but he is clearly **** to hand his phone over. Just as I am beginning to wonder wether or not he is going to go through with the bet, he hands his phone over and I eagerly look. Paulina is wearing a thin shirt, panties, and nothing else, and her large rear end eats up much of her panties to the point you can't even see them in some pictures. Her ass is everything I have dreamed about for the last fifteen years and more. After drinking in the sight of her pale, round cheeks, I finally glance at her face. Unlike Linda, Paulina is clearly not pleased about this situation, her expression either neutral or annoyed in each picture.

"Not so happy about your bet, eh?" I joke with Mark.

He groans, "Not so much. I think I am in for it when I get home."

"Yeah, yeah, let me see," Bill says, eager to level the playing field with Mark. I quickly send the pictures to my phone and hand it over. Bill stares at her pictures with clear lust in his eyes. "Fuuuuck. I am more of a tit man than an ass man, but damn she always made me question that," he says, making Mark roll his eyes. As Bill stares at Mark's phone, you see a text pop up on Bill's. Linda is begging Bill to come home so he can fuck her brains out. Looks like you were dead on about her horniness.

"Sheesh Bill, your wife is ****! If you don't make it home soon, she might start looking for another cock!" I tell him.

"Nah, she would never. She is too loyal. Plus she loves mine too much," Bill says confidently.

"I bet if you told her she could go get railed by the next guy she sees, she would take it," I tell him.

"I'll take that bet!" Bill says, sure that this is one bet he would win for sure. "And if I win, I get all my money back. And Mark's." He pauses. "And Paulina's pictures, too," he adds, making Mark roll his eyes.

"And if I win?"

He shrugs. "You won't, so it won't matter. Go ahead and pick whatever you want."