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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."


