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The Bet
By
Lazlo Zalezac
Copyright (C) Lazlo Zalezak, 2003
Cathy stepped into the smoking area and threw herself into a chair.
Her eyes were red and puffy; it was clear that she had been crying.
The other women in the room noticed her condition. They looked
at each other as though wondering who was going to ask the
logical question. Finally, Kim asked, "What's the matter?"
"That bastard left me for a younger woman!" Cathy's anger was
clear to see.
Susan, another regular in the smoking area, consoled, "I'm so
sorry!"
Cathy, wrapped up in her misery, started to rant. "I came home last
night and all of his stuff was gone. I didn't even know that
anything was wrong."
Kim supported her. "That bastard!"
Cathy went on, "I gave him the best years of my life. I was a good
wife. I took care of the kids, I cleaned the house, I cooked his
meals, and did the laundry."
As one of two men in the room, I listened, but said nothing. This
was followed by a half-hour of general men bashing by the women
in the room. Finally, I could take it no more. "Everything you've
said is bullshit."
Almost as a single body, every woman in the room turned to look
at me. Cathy stated, "You're just a man! Of course you'll take his
side!"
I calmly replied, "He didn't leave you for a younger woman. He
left you for a lover."
Susan looked at me as if I was dirt. She stated, "You don't know
what you are talking about!"
I looked at Susan and smiled. I stated, "You are saying that he left
Cathy for a younger woman. I say that he left for a completely
different reason."
Kim asked, "Why did he leave, Mr. Know-it-all?"
I mustered the most sarcastic voice I could. "When I asked my
wife to marry me, I told her that I was looking for a nanny for my
kids, a maid, a cook, and a laundress. I stated that she looked like
she would be good at all of those things. That's when I asked her if
she would marry me."
Kim laughed, "Yeah, right. And she took you up on that."
I shook my head. "Exactly, I didn't say that. I wasn't looking for
that. I was looking for a lover and a friend. Someone with whom I
could share my life. I didn't get what I was looking for. My wife
turned into a nanny, a maid, a cook and a laundress. She stopped
being a lover and a friend."
Cathy looked stunned. I turned to her and asked, "When was the
last time you woke him in the morning with a blowjob or asked
him to give it to you in the ass?"
Cathy became indignant, "I don't do those kinds of things."
I shrugged, "I bet the woman he left you for does all of those
things and more. I bet she dresses nicely when he's around and
even wears makeup. I've noticed that you wear baggy clothes at
work. Let's face it, you don't exactly dress sexy. I would hate to see
what you wear at home."
Cathy's retort was exactly what I expected, "So he's left me for a
slut."
"No. He left you for someone that promised to be a lover and a
friend. He left you for someone that takes care of herself, dresses
nicely, and wears makeup. He left you for a woman that was
everything that you were when he asked you to marry him. The
fact that she is younger than you is purely accidental."
Cathy replied with a snarl. I stood up and headed to the door. At
the door I turned to her and stated, "I'll make a bet with you. I bet
that when you start dating, you will find that you have to do
exactly the same things to keep the man interested in you. I'm
betting that by the third serious relationship, you'll start giving
blowjobs. If I'm right, you'll owe me a blowjob. If I'm wrong, I'll
give you a thousand dollars."
Cathy retorted, "It's a bet!"
I could tell she was angry with me as I left the room. All of the
other women in the room looked at me with more than a little
disgust. I couldn't tell how many of them believed I would win the
bet, but I'm sure that Susan believed I would win.
As time went by, visits to the smoking room confirmed what I had
said. Suddenly her clothes had become a lot more form fitting. She
lost about twenty pounds and looked much sexier. She started
wearing makeup to work. I wasn't worried about my thousand
dollars.
One day, Cathy breezed into the smoking room. She announced, "I
have a date tonight with a very nice man."
The women in the room reacted with lots of support. They
interrogated her about him. Cathy stated, "I met him at church.
He's a good moral Christian man."
I listened and smiled to myself. I knew that even good moral
Christian men enjoyed blowjobs. I gave the relationship about a
month and knew that he would be putting pressures on her. I left
the room while they were still talking about the upcoming date.
It was about a month later that I was sitting in the smoking room
when a depressed Cathy entered the room. Susan noticed and
asked, "What's the matter, Cathy?"
Cathy frowned, "He wants me to do things. He's going to break up
with me. I just know it."
I smiled and asked, "What kinds of things?"
Cathy shot a hateful look in my direction. She spat out, "He wants
me to act like a whore."
I looked surprised. That was not the answer I expected. With
honest concern in my voice, I asked, "He wants you to have sex for
money with strangers?"
"No, he wants to have oral sex."
I laughed, "Oh, is that all. Of course he does. Well, I'll be seeing
you later."
I left the room to let the women decide how she should respond to
the pressure. I had a feeling this relationship was doomed. So was
the next one. It wouldn't be until the third boyfriend that she would
decide that maybe a blowjob was a small price to have a man in
her life. I wondered if she remembered the bet.
The next week, I heard the news from Susan that Cathy had broken
up with her boyfriend. I also heard that several of the women had
been describing how they would perform oral sex on occasion, just
to keep their boyfriends or husbands satisfied. These conversations
went on when there weren't any men in the smoking area.
I kept up with the news about Cathy's love life over then next few
months. She had found another boyfriend, but it ended when he
wanted her to do certain things in bed. Of course, the one that hurt
the most was that he wanted a blowjob.
I was in the smoking room one day when one of the older women,
Mildred, was there with Cathy. Mildred was smiling, "You won't
believe what my husband did for our anniversary."
Cathy asked, "Which anniversary?"
Mildred smiled, "It was our forty-fifth!"
I asked, "So what did he do?"
Mildred stated, "He took me to Paris for a week! We saw
everything while we were there. It was great. He told me that it
was just a taste of what was to come. When I retire, he promised to
take me to Europe for three months."
Cathy, having been divorced after twenty years of marriage, asked,
"So how did you keep him for forty-five years?"
Mildred, glanced quickly in my direction, and then whispered
something in Cathy's ear. I could tell by Cathy's reaction, that
Mildred had totally shocked her. Cathy asked in a loud voice, "You
do that every morning?"
Mildred laughed, "Of course. I even stop by the house and give
him one for lunch when I can. I can't wait to be retired and we can
do stuff like that all of the time. I've only got three more months
before retirement."
I knew exactly what she was talking about. Mildred might be sixty-
four, but she still dressed nice, wore makeup, and kept herself fit.
She smiled and teased the men around her. She understood men.
She knew what made them tick in bed and out of bed. I had no
doubt that she woke her husband with a blowjob every morning.
I decided that this was a good time to leave. As I stood up, I stated,
"Remember our bet. If you keep your next boyfriend by giving in
and giving him a blowjob, you owe me one. If you don't give him
one, then I'll owe you a thousand dollars."
I left the smoking area. I glanced back at Mildred as I left and
could see the smile on her face. She didn't look shocked by my bet
at all. Later, I had a chance to talk to Mildred in the smoking area
when no one else was around. Smiling, she told me that I had a
very good chance of winning my bet.
Things were quiet in the smoking area for several months. Cathy
was wearing even nicer clothes than before. I was shocked the first
time she wore a dress that showed her legs. She had taken to
getting manicures with regular visits to the hairstylist. At the time
when her husband left, she looked like a frumpy housewife. Now
she looked like a sexy woman.
One day, Cathy came into the smoking area smiling. She had
another boyfriend and this one was a very good catch. He owned
his own business and it had grown to a size where he didn't need to
work fulltime to keep it going. He was handsome and treated her
very nicely. She even stated that he was already talking about
marriage. I listened and smiled to myself. If she didn't go down on
him, she would never go down on any guy. I congratulated her and
returned to my office.
A half an hour later, there was a knock on my office door. I called
out, "Come in."
Cathy entered my office and closed the door. I very seldom allow
women in my office with the door fully closed. In this case, I
decided to make an exception. She sat down in the visitors chair
and looked at me. She cleared her throat, "I guess I owe you a
blowjob."
I smiled and stated, "So I guess you gave into the inevitable."
She tilted her head, "Yes, I did. I didn't really know how to do it,
but I discovered it wasn't bad. In fact, I enjoyed it a lot. I was quite
surprised to discover just how much power I had over him when I
did it."
I nodded, "I'm glad to hear that. I wish you well in your
relationship with him."
"Thanks. So when and where do you want your blowjob?"
I was surprised that she was going to go through with the bet. I
asked her, "Are you sorry that you didn't do this stuff when you
were married?"
Cathy was quiet for a long time before she answered. Her eyes
were moist and her voice uneven. "Yeah, I guess I am. My life
would have been a lot easier it I had done it then."
I smiled and wrote my address on a piece of paper. I then answered
her question, "This is my address. Here's what I want you to do. I
want you to go there tonight and talk to my wife. I want you to
explain in detail what you have learned. I will tell you in a few
days if you have successfully delivered my blowjob."
Cathy looked at me in shock. She stated, "You mean you don't
want me to do it personally?"
I laughed, "There are three good reasons against that and only one
for me to want it. First, I am married and I want to remain faithful
to my wife. Second, I want my wife to learn from your lessons
rather than have to experience it herself. Third, I would hate this to
ruin your relationship with your wonderful guy. Offsetting that,
you've become a very sexy woman and I would love to see you
sucking my cock."
Cathy was actually very relieved. Not only had I saved her from
doing something that she didn't really want to do for me, but I had
complemented her at the same time. She smiled, "Thanks. I'll stop
by your house tonight."
I nodded, "I'll be home around nine. That should be plenty of time
for you to have your talk."
That evening I went to a restaurant for dinner and took my time
eating. I came home that night to a very quiet house. My wife had
finished putting the youngest kid to bed and was watching the
television. The oldest kid was still working on his homework in the
kitchen. I sat down and watched the television with her. I didn't say
anything or mention Cathy in any way. I was relieved that she
wasn't angry with me. The evening finished as most evenings with
us going to bed and falling asleep.
I woke the next morning to the alarm going off. I noticed that my
wife wasn't in bed. I had hoped to be woken this morning with a
blowjob, but that didn't happen. I was a little disappointed. I
dressed and went downstairs. I ate breakfast with the wife and
kids. It was my turn to take the youngest to school. The older boy
walked the couple of blocks to school. We all headed our separate
ways with me taking the youngest to school.
When I came home that night, the house was much quieter than
usual. My wife was in the living room drinking a glass of wine.
The television was off and the radio was playing relaxing music
for a change. I entered the living room, "Hello."
My wife replied, "Hi. I have a glass of wine here for you. Why
don't you sit down and unwind a bit?"
"I don't mind if I do," I replied. I sat in my favorite chair and took
the glass of wine. I looked at my wife. To my surprise, she was
dressed in a nice skirt and blouse combination. She had gotten her
hair styled and was wearing makeup. I smiled, "You look nice
tonight."
She smiled and replied, "Thanks."
I asked, "Where are the kids?"
She shrugged, "New rule in the house. They have to work on their
homework in their rooms for an hour after we come home."
I looked at her for a minute. She really did look nice tonight. It had
been a long time since I had seen her wear something nice. Well,
there were special occasions but they were so rare that I had no
idea what nice clothes she had. "Is that a new outfit? It looks very
nice."
She smiled, "Yes. I took today off from work and went shopping. I
had a few things to think about."
I knew what it was that she had been thinking about. The bet with
Cathy was already paying benefits. This was the first time in ages
that I was able to relax after coming home. My usual evening
started with a half-hour tirade about the kids, work, and other
things. Then I would hide in the bathroom for twenty minutes,
getting my relaxation in there. I'm sure the rest of the family
thought I suffered from constipation. I answered her, "It sounds
like you had a nice day."
She laughed, "Well, I wouldn't say that. I spent half the day
crying."
I nodded, "I guess that Cathy upset you a bit."
"A bit?" she retorted. "I was furious at first, especially when I
heard that she owed you a blowjob. Then the more that she talked,
the more I understood what you had done."
I did my best to look contrite, but truth to tell I was happy that I
had done it. I had delivered a threat without it being a direct
confrontation between us. I answered, "She told you that I bet a
blowjob?"
"Yes, she told me that. She then told me that you expected to
collect that blowjob from me."
I suggested, "Well, I did figure that it would be more acceptable to
you than having her give me one."
My wife laughed, "I told her fat chance. I told her she was going to
be on her knees sucking you off before I would ever give you one."
For the first time this evening, I wondered what the outcome of
their discussion was. Was this her way of telling me to get lost? I
took a sip of my wine as I wondered what to say next. I decided a
neutral response was necessary. "Okay."
"Then she told me the story of her divorce and her experiences
dating. She explained that because of your bet, she realized that
she had done everything her first husband had wanted. The only
problem was that it was too late to save her marriage." My wife
stopped and looked thoughtful for several minutes. I watched her
mind at work and wondered what she was thinking. She continued,
"I realized that she was right. If she had done everything she was
doing now before her husband left, she wouldn't have had a
divorce."
I agreed with her by stating, "I see a lot of women like her at the
office. The divorced ones end up doing the things their husbands
had begged them to do. I felt pretty safe making the bet with her."
My wife shook her head, "Sometimes I forget how observant you
are about the people around you."
I shrugged off the compliment. I asked, "So what did you decide?"
My wife looked sad for a moment and then stated, "I decided that I
was going to have to change a little bit. The choice for me was if I
did it now or after you left. I realized I should change now."
I smiled, "I'm so glad to hear you say that. I love you very much."
My wife got misty eyed for a moment, "I realized that too. You
were making a real attempt to keep our marriage going."
By this time, we had finished our glasses of wine. The kids ran
down the stairs, their imposed hour of study finished. The oldest
one asked, "What's for dinner?"
My wife started to get up while saying, "I have to make it yet."
I interrupted, "Why don't we go out for dinner tonight?"
Amid shouts of yes, we headed to a reasonably priced diner. I
could tell that my wife actually appreciated the gesture. At least,
she didn't have to cook tonight, wash dishes, and hear complaints
about her cooking. We came home that night a much happier
family.
That night, when we got into bed, my wife told me, "I don't know
how to give a blowjob."
I hugged her tightly, "Before you start doing that, I would like to
demonstrate something that might help you enjoy it more."
"What do you want to show me?"
I smiled and kissed my way down her body. When I reached her
pussy, I slowly started to kiss around it. My wife froze in shock.
She didn't think that this was something that a real man did with
his wife. The tension in her body was quickly replaced by a pre-
orgasmic tension as I licked her outer lips. Never having had the
chance of doing this before, I was just trying different things and
watching her reaction. When I finally found her clit, she started
making very loud animal-like noises. I kept it up, trying to keep
my touches light on that sensitive part of her body. She grabbed
my head and started directing my attention to the more pleasurable
spots. I followed her lead and it wasn't long before she had an
orgasm. I didn't know if it was mind shattering, but it was
definitely loud enough to shatter windows.
I moved from between her legs and held her in my arms. As she
came down from her orgasm, I told her, "That was the most
amazing experience of my life."
She looked at me as if I was crazy. She asked, "The most amazing
experience of your life? It was the most amazing experience of my
life! What could you have possibly gotten out of it?"
I laughed, "Oh, just looking up and seeing the bliss on your face
was amazing. Besides, I enjoyed every minute of it. To know that I
could give you such an intense orgasm is an indescribable feeling."
She frowned, "I still don't know how to give a blowjob."
I hugged her tightly, "Why don't you give me a handjob tonight?
If you get down there, it might give you an idea what to expect
when you do give me a blowjob. You can try to give me a blowjob
some other time."
My wife crawled down to my cock and put her hand around it. I
realized that it was the first time in our entire marriage that she had
ever looked at my cock close up. Her hand trembled and slowly
started stroking it. I watched her face as she saw the changes in my
cock. As the head of my cock turned purple and my balls started to
pull up, she looked up at my face. She could see the look of
pleasure there and feel the trembling in my entire body. I started
thrusting my hips setting a faster pace than her hand was taking. I
started warning her, "I'm going to come."
She continued stroking my cock at the faster pace with her hand. I
closed my eyes as I suddenly came. My come shot out landing on
my chest. The next spurt didn't go nearly that far. The last few
dribbled out. I opened my eyes, surprised to see her staring at me
in awe. I murmured, "That was outstanding."
With awe in her voice, she stated, "I had no idea what it was like
when you came. I didn't know that it would shoot out like that."
I shuddered, my cock too sensitive for her to touch. I stated, "Oh
my. That was outstanding. My cock is very sensitive right now."
She looked down at my wilting organ and released it. She moved
up and snuggled next to me. She stated, "You know. I'm glad you
suggested that I give you a handjob first. I think I wouldn't have
been able to handle the blowjob when you came. Now I know what
to expect and I'm sure that I can do it."
I smiled and held her close to me. Later, I grabbed a tissue from
the box by the bed and wiped up my spent come. Before she
dropped off to sleep, I whispered in her ear, "I love you, honey."
The next morning I woke to a strange sensation. I looked down and
saw my wife's head between my legs. She was giving me a
blowjob! I could hardly believe it. She looked up at me with my
cock in her mouth. I practically melted at the sight. I closed my
eyes and just enjoyed the sensations that ran through my body. I
warned her when I was ready to come, "I'm going to come."
To my surprise, she kept my cock in her mouth. I had expected her
to stop and finish me off with her hand. I came very strongly. After
the first two eruptions, she pulled her head off my cock and let my
come dribble back down on it. The last few spurts dribbled out the
end of my cock. I looked down at her to find that she was looking
up at me with a sparkle in her eyes.
I pulled her up to me and kissed her. I didn't care about the come
on her lips. It was a hard passionate kiss. She giggled. It was the
first time in years that I had heard her giggle. She stated, "I hope I
did it right. I had no idea what to do when you came. Was I
supposed to swallow?"
"You did it perfectly. You only swallow if you want to," I
answered. I then moved down between her legs and returned the
favor. Giving me a blowjob must have really excited her because
she came very quickly. Still, we were all late getting out of the
house that morning and had to write notes for the children
explaining their tardiness.
Later that day, I ran into Cathy in the smoking area. There were
other women in the room and they looked at me with funny
expressions on their face. I guessed they had heard about the
payment plan I had offered Cathy. I smiled at her as I sat in the
chair, "You can consider the bet paid in full."
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