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 The Bet (C) d edwards 2004

   Walking towards her he took her chin in his hand, warm fingers firm
against soft jaw as he tipped her head up to face him.  His smile made her
loins flush, unnerving her to see so gentle a look.  Leaning forward he
gently brushed his lips against the small fur of her earlobe and whispered
softly,

   ''I'll make you a bet.'' Trembling, she nodded, unable to move,
paralyzed by fingers now caressing her neck.  He continued, his breath now
tickling her ear, sending a slow wave of goose bumps down her spine to fold
and swell against the heat in her loins.  She felt the first warm swell of
moisture trickle between her lips as she tried to keep her composure.  ''
I'll bet I can make you soak through your panties without touching you
once'', he said, feeling her twitch in response, ''You have to do exactly
what I say though, no hesitation or I'll have won.'' She paused,
considering, and flushed again with the understanding that there was no
choice in the matter; she was as clearly his at this moment as she was the
first time his words tore into her heart and loins, recognizing a kindred
soul with an awful intensity that moved her so completely.  Fear rose to
choke her next words as she struggled to take a breath.  Forcing the words
past a too dry tongue, she gasped a soft 'OK.......but....'

   ''Hmmm?', he said.

   Another deep breath, ''For how long?''

   ''Let's try five minutes,'' he smiled, seeing the slight panic in her
eyes.

   ''....Two'', she countered, knowing his answer even as she spoke.

   ''Five'', he agreed, ending the barter.

   ''But...' she started, silenced by his fingers on her lips.

   ''You want to know the terms, hmm?'' She nodded against his fingers,
obedient to the slightest touch.

   ''Whoever loses has to be the complete slave to the other, heart and
soul, for the rest of the evening.  It's a simple bet, isn't it?'', he
asked.  She nodded a small no, unable to look away from his face.  'His
eyes are green', she thought, surprised at how the odd thought calmed her
for a moment.  He waited quietly, watching her teeter on the edge as her
breath grew ragged again.  He whispered to her fear softly, ''I know, I
know....'' caressing her neck to soother her.  ''I have a small gift to
help you.'' She whimpered, leaning against him to stop the room from
spinning.  ''Seven'', he said, feeling her pause, ''Seven is your safe
word. Say it once and you'll be able to take control of what's happening,
OK?'' She nodded, as small sudden tears of relief stained his shirt.  He
held her closer and continued, kissing her brow, ''Say it twice and I'll
leave the room, the evening will end.'' Her hand reached up to touch his
arm softly, not trusting herself to speak of that new fear.  ''Say it three
times and I'll leave your life completely; no phones, no email, no
chatting. It will be over and you can go on with your life as you please.''
Her grip tightened.  They sat there for several minutes, letting the crest
of their emotions peak and recede as the long shadows of the afternoon sun
crept along the floor next to them.  Slowly the urge that brought them
together that afternoon began to fill their senses.  She felt him stir
against her hip, shifting the hard heat of his cock which burned through to
the tight nerves between her legs

   ''Shall we begin?''

   Ch 2.

   They looked at each other for a long moment, savoring the sexual
tension, the small smile on her face thrilling him with her acceptance of
the wager.

   ''OK...'', he began, straightening up to stand behind her, his hands
briefly massaging the knots in her shoulders, ''No touching you from this
point on.'' Taking a small timer from his pocket he set it for five minutes
and pressed the start button, placing it on the bed in front of her.  They
both watched the seconds tick by as his hands slid from her shoulders.
4:55
She jumped as his breath tickled her ear.  ''Unbutton your blouse'', he
murmured, watching as her hands paused, ''Remember, no hesitating; I'll

ignore that first one, try again.  Unbutton your blouse.'' Time seemed to
stretch into long seconds as she reached up to the top button, sliding it
past the eyelet as the collars dropped to either side of her chest.  Cold
fingers pushed the second and third buttons through as his hands slid the
sheer silk off her shoulders revealing the fine lace of her bra and the
deeper shadow of her cleavage.  Trembling a bit she pulled the blouse
apart, dropping her arms back and letting him slide it the remaining
distance off her arms.  Her skin tingled at the coolness of the room and
her nipples, already taut, stiffened to almost painful hardness.
4:40
''Lovely'', he whispered, again tickling her ear, ''you're beautiful
when you're aroused.  And you are aroused, aren't you?'' She took a ragged
breath, her breasts shaking slightly.  ''No need to say anything,'' he
teased, ''all the evidence is before my eyes, and soon my tongue, hmmm?''
Looking down she saw that only twenty seconds had elapsed.  A soft moan

escaped past her dry lips, pleasing him.

   4:30

   ''Close your eyes'', he ordered quietly, words now her command.  As she
did so he draped the arms of her blouse around her head, tying the sleeves
loosely, just enough to hold it in place over her eyes.  She could now see
the red pulse of her heart against her eyelids and her skin became more
alive as she heard his next words, this time in front of her.  ''Stand up,
hands by your side.'' he requested.  She rose unsteadily, her legs shaking
as she took a deep breath.  Bracing the back of her knees against the chair
she felt the sudden heat of his body as he stepped up to her, almost, but
not quite touching.  A small tug at her waist told of the next garment to
go as his fingers expertly slid the zipper down the back of her skirt.  The
fabric slid over her silk bikini panties and she giggled suddenly at the
thought of how much more interesting the bet would have been if she'd worn
pantyhose that day.  Her laughter stopped when she felt the sudden heat of
his breath between her thighs and heard his deep inhale as he took in her
scent, running a stream of warm air up and down her legs that began to make
her knees buckle.  ''Not so quick to laugh now, are we?'' he asked as,
almost against her will his breath pushed her knees apart.
3:50
His next order surprised her, still coming from below, but this time

behind her.  ''Pull the front of your panties away from your skin'', he
said, now caressing the backs of her quivering thighs with his hot breath.
She hooked her thumbs under the lace and felt the tug of his hands as they
slowly pulled the taut panty in a tight roll over her round cheeks, sawing
the fabric against her swollen vulva and then rocking them slowly down her
thighs to pool against her feet.  She picked up each foot as he pulled the
small tangle of silk from under her.  Looking down at her panty he turned
over the fabric to reveal the slick shine of her juices nestled there in
the cotton panel.  Looking up between her trembling legs he could also see
a small pearl of moisture clinging from the soft fur covering her swollen
lips.  Again, she trembled as he blew warm air up between her cheeks,
sending small waves of heat to brush the moist hairs nestled there.  She
heard the small rustling of tissue.....
3:20
''Pick up your left foot please,'' he said, careful not to let the new
panty touch her until the last moment as he slid them up her calves.  She
gasped as she felt the smooth material of the thong slide up past her inner
thighs and snuggle into the hot furrow between her legs to tightly cup her
moist vulva.  He pulled up the thin material firmly and she began to shake
as a thin strip of beads began to slide up between her damp cheeks and
slowly work their way between them to nestle against the tender rosebud of

her anus.  'I thought it was only fair to start with something completely
dry'', he chuckled, watching her skin flush as she shifted around, trying
to adjust to the intense sensation of the beads pressing against her so
intimately.
3:00
''Sit please,'' he said, his soft voice commanding her from in front
again, ''and keep your legs spread.'' She began to sit down, easing herself
unsteadily back into the seat only to begin to rise again when she felt

something hard press between her legs.  ''I don't think you want to lose so
quickly,'' he warned her, ''Sit down, I won't ask again.'' With a small
moan she settled her soft bottom back into the chair, this time a hard
cylinder of plastic now lay snug and warm between her thighs, pushing
insistently into her swollen lips and clitoris and pressing the beads even
further into her backside.  She was panting lightly now, not imagining this
unexpected turn of events, even in her wildest dreams.  Her belly surged
with pleasure as she tried to keep from rocking against the thick rod
pressed into her.  The thong slid smoothly over the cock (what else could
it be?  she wondered), frustrating her with the lack of friction, but
giving her a glimmer of hope to win the bet.
2:40
''Interesting thing about that rod between your legs,''he said this
time, as his breath brushed against her left nipple (how did he know?). 
''It's wrapped in a piece of silk that will darken with the lest amount of
moisture.'' He paused, amused at her struggle to try to stop her hips
moving and avoid the beads at the same time.  ''I thought it only fair to
start with a completely dry pair of panties.  You seem to be enjoying

them.......you DO like them, don't you?'' ''You................bastard,''
she gasped, squirming vainly in her chair.  He laughed, walking around the
chair, admiring her beautiful curves, her figure made all the more
desireable by the sensual tug-of-war going on inside her.
2:10
A rustle of clothing, and the quiet buzz of a zipper; she knew that
sound and what was to follow.  Somehow knowing helped her back from the

edge she was so close to plunging over.  ''Lean forward,'' he said, again
from in front and above her.  She did so, bending at the waist, somewhat
startled to find her nose nestled against the tight nylon of his underwear,
his hard cock hot and pulsing beneath the fabric.  Her head filled with the
scent of his arousal and at the same time her hips pitched forward to press
the rod more firmly against her clitoris, sending a jolt of pleasure that
put her even closer to the edge.  She held as still as possible, his scent
making her dizzy as she felt him rub his length against her lips and nose.
1:10
She was whimpering now, almost in tears, trying to hold on as he spoke
once more, pulling away from her slightly.  There was the small sound of

fabric......

   ''Open your mouth....'' No please, just silence and those two words
between them.  Gasping, she offered her mouth to him as he ordered,
passive, now a willing subject to his commands.  She waited long desperate
moments, waited for the first soft touch of his cock against her tongue,
for the salt of him to fill her mouth.  Her breathing grew ragged as the
tension built in the silence that dragged over the seconds....
:50
She heard him draw a deep breath and felt the heat of his skin once more
next to her face.  She jerked in surprise as she then felt the smooth touch
of satin on her tongue, followed by the sharp sweet taste of her own juices
slowly filling her mouth.  An involuntary cry of pleasure was torn from her
as wave after wave of pleasure burst from her loins, making her almost weep
at the intensity of it.  She shook with each thick pulse of her vagina,
hips rocking as her juices flooded the panties and flowed over the rod
trapped beneath her, the smell and slick sound of her filling the room
along with her cries of pleasure.  She lost herself in the long pulsing

moments, swept away by force of her orgasm.
:10
He watched her sitting there, hips slowing their primitive thrusting as
she slowly came back to her senses, head slumping forward as the panties
dropped from her slack mouth to land, freshly dampened, on her moist
thighs. Taking a deep shuddering breath she shifted against the rod between
her legs, blushing at the moist sound as she tried to roll off of it.  A
hand slid it gently from between her legs, letting her relax more

comfortably back into the chair.  The beep-beep-beep of the timer cut into
her reverie, and she felt the blouse being removed from her eyes, a gentle
hand brushing the damp hair from her brow, returning her to the room and to
this quiet smiling man standing in front of her.  Looking up she could see
his concern, his gentle look welcoming her back.  She looked down at the
rod in his hand, smiling wanly at the dark stained fabric covering it.
:00
'' I guess I lost,'' she said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. 
Looking down, the sight of the moist fabric sent small pulses into her

vagina.  He cocked an eyebrow in question.  ''Really, do you think so?''he
asked.  ''Stand up.'' She rose unsteadily to her feet as his hands held her
shoulders to support her, and he ran his hands down her arms, smoothing the
goose-bumps there with his warmth.  She shuddered as his gaze held hers and
his hands slid further down, across her belly and down between her legs. 
''Open your thighs to me'', he said, pushing aside the damp panty, feeling
her mound, moist and supple, open beneath his fingers.  Her juices flowed
into his hands, coating them and he rolled her clitoris in it's thick
folds, her swollen lips spreading themselves against his hand.  She gasped
at his touch, the slow coiling inside starting once more.  ''No coming,
until I say so,'' he said, stopping his hand and locking her eyes to him,
''or there will be a punishment, is that clear?'' She nodded, unwilling to
break this contact, needing to let the evening unfold.

   ''Then let's begin''......