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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."