raise the stakes....

"What if we raise the stakes," you say. Your heart is pounding so badly you feel it might burst out of your chest.

She snorts. "Boy, you're naked, and in about ten minutes you're in for a spanking. About half an hour later I plan to send you home in a taxi and spend some time sharing photos on-line with my friends. What else could you bet?"

"I have something. But let me tell you what I want, first."

She nods - go on.

"Simple. I win, you strip, we go to bed, and you give me whatever I want. All night. No matter how dirty. I want the real deal - I want you to show me what a little slut you really are. I want you to put real effort in. I don't want photos. I don't need them. But you and I will know what a slut you are."

She laughs. "You dirty bastard! Nothing - nothing - you can offer will make me take that bet!"

Here we go.

Oh god, don't say it.

"You know Claire?"

"Welsh Claire, your ex? Yeah, of course I know her. She told me you are lousy in bed."

That's a lie, but it still stings.

"Well, if I lose, you can call her and invite her around."

Jennifer arches an eyebrow. "You two parted on particularly bad terms, didn't you? Well, it would be fun to have her watch. I'm sure she'd enjoy it. Watching you being humiliated. But it doesn't come close to me being your slut as a wager."

"I'm not done." You lick your lips. "She used to have particular fantasy. She talked about it quite a lot. She really wanted to hump a guy with a strapon dildo. She thought the role-reversal would be sexy. She even bought one, a ribbed purple thing, all plastic and transparent. She surprised me with it one night in bed. I wouldn't let her bring it any where near me, of course."

Jennifer is listening with an increasingly excited expression. "You're offering me your ass?"

Oh god. You can't believe you're saying this.

"She still has the strapon. She could be here in under half an hour. If you win, you can use it on me. I'm sure she'd lend it to you, if you let her watch."

"So, I get to fuck you with a strapon, in front of your ex-girlfriend?" Jennifer laughs. "Oh man, you must be soooo confident in those cards. You're really willing to risk that, for a night with me in the sack?"

She ponders briefly, with a wicked little smile.

"You're on."

"Two cards, please."