She agrees

Despite Shereen's very obvious disapproval about the arrangement, Carol seemed quite happy to play along with the terms of the bet. Or perhaps my good-boy expression was just too cute to refuse, because only a moment later, she began to peel down those tight shorts she was wearing. I not only stared, I turned my body fully to savor the sight of her figure as one inch of that smooth dark skin of her legs was exposed after another. Her thighs were practically calling to me, and once those shorts slid down farther, I could see all the way down her legs. My eyes were following their path downward openly. Only when she stepped out of them did I let my gaze trail back up her legs to fixate on her undergarment. I'd been expecting a pair of panties. Nothing flashy. Instead I was greeted to the sight of a lacy black g-string. It wasn't quite opaque, so when I looked hard enough, I could just see the hints of pink.

I'd been excited previously, yet with such an enticing view in front of me, the bulge at the front of my pants only grew more blatant. I was stiff as steel for Shereen's mom. The fact that she was a married woman who had willingly stripped her shorts off for me was a real thrill. I idly wondered if she might be frustrated, especially given that her husband was would be gone for work a while. The moment the thought crossed my mind, the entire day became focused on trying to get into Carol's pants. And Shereen knew it.

"Mom!"

Shereen was quite vocal in objecting to this, yet she also respected the outcome of a bet. Which was why I wasn't surprised when, instead of any more objections, she offered a new wager, grinding her teeth as she did.

"Let's play again. If I win, you let my mom go."

I'd already won, so naturally I didn't need to play again. But I played along anyway. We'd already proven that I was at least better than Shereen at chess, but she was stubborn.

"Then if I win, you have to become my **** for the day too and join in on the fun."

I gave her a beaming smile as I stated my terms. It wouldn't be fair if I couldn't win something as well. I could tell that despite her determination, there was a moment's hesitation, but she nodded anyway. Just like I'd hoped. With the deal set, I let Shereen start setting up the board again for us to continue, looking back up toward Carol. I beckoned her with a hand from my seat on the sofa.

"It must not be comfortable to stand there watching. Why don't you come sit with me, Carol?"

She seemed all too happy to join in the fun we were having and took her seat on beside me. She was quite close. A fact that I noticed right away. I could feel her thigh brushing against my leg as she sat down, and smell the floral scent of whatever she'd used to wash. It was real hard not to enjoy the spoils of my previous victory right then. I merely laid a hand down against her thigh and smiled at her to welcome her, then turned my attention to the set up chess board.