A favor

“Cindy of course!” Brett answered without batting an eye, “She’s promised to do something for whoever told her where you were. I plan on collecting.” You looked at him expectantly.

“The problem is Cindy is a tease.” Brett continued after a short pause. You let a small smirk appear on your face. “I suspect she will flash a bit of tit or ass and figure she’s made good on her promise. I slipped an aphrodisiac into her flask. However, I can’t help feeling that it will have only a limited effect on her. In which case, she may condescend to let me cop a feel as she rubs up against me but no more. Or that even if it works, she’ll have you satisfy her desires while I am stuck watching and jerking off.”

“I see,” you murmured, “And just what do you want of Cindy?” A smile came across Brett’s face.

“To fuck her brains out of course.” Brett answered.

“And exactly how do I fit into this?” you asked innocently.

“Simple,” Brett answered without missing a beat, “By the terms Cindy sent me, if no one finds you by the end of the time, Cindy has to do whatever you tell her for the rest of the evening.” You nodded, it was week, but you weren’t about to correct him about it. “If I were to help you win, you could make her let me fuck her brains out.”

You cocked your head. There was a certain appeal to what he was asking. You needed something to do to Cindy for losing. Brett was right. Cindy was a tease. Although the clothes she wore usually tight, they were no more revealing that a bikini. And despite her flirtatious nature, Cindy was rather straitlaced. If she were **** to have sex in public, especially if it were with someone she had rejected, she would be very embarrassed.

“I don’t know…” you murmured, “What’s in it for me? It’s not like I’m into porn or women.”

“Name it.” he offered, “I’ll do whatever you want.” A smile crept over your face.

“Take Cindy’s place.” you told him, “Since I will lose Cindy’s services, it is only fair that you offer your services instead.” Brett looked at you nervously. You could see he was debating whether or not access to Cindy’s pussy was worth whatever you might ask of him. After a moment he nodded. A smile appeared on his face in anticipation of what was to come.

“Not so fast big boy,” you interrupted, “As much as I want to see Cindy get her comeuppance, I don’t want to see her hurt. I want to see what you have planned for her.” You smiled as Brett’s eyes looked up and down your shapely figure. It wasn’t hard to figure out that as much as he wanted to fuck Cindy’s cunt, he wasn’t about to turn down another pussy that was offered to him. Considering the amount of liquid you had drunk from her flask, you were feeling quite horny. His eyes never left your well endowed chest as he closed in on you.