Indecent Wager
By A.J. Brown
Woman bets another woman she can have sex with her fiance


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Danielle sat in her window seat on the airplane, looking forward to getting
home to her fiancé, Dalton. She had been on a trip to see her cousins and
would have loved for Dalton to come with her but he would not fly. She was
glad it was just her cousins that she was going to see and not closer family
or she would not have been happy that he didn't join her on the trip.

Danielle did not like the girl that was sitting next to her. Sitting next to
her was a 23-year-old girl who had introduced herself as Brianna when she sat
down next to Danielle on the plane. Brianna was absolutely beautiful which
made Danielle jealous. Brianna had long blond hair that looked like she spent
a ton of time taking care of. She had an extremely pretty face and despite
being a very thin girl, she had large boobs, Danielle guessed a 36C which was
much bigger than Danielle's flat chest.

Danielle was an OK looking girl - 25-years-old and not overweight or anything.
But she had small boobs, just an average looking face, and although she was
thin she didn't have the kind of curves that girls like Brianna had. She
certainly wouldn't have the confidence to be wearing the kind of outfit that
Brianna was, showing off her cleavage and her firm little ass. Brianna wore
sandals showing off her pretty little feet while Danielle never wore footwear
that showed her feet as she was very self-conscious of them. She was very
jealous of girls like Brianna. That was one of the many reasons she was so
happy with her 27-year-old fiancé who she loved so much and made her confident
that she'd never have to worry about competing with girls like Brianna.

Brianna and Danielle had small-talked a bit when they first got on the plane
as they were in a 2-seat row so Brianna had the aisle seat. Since they had
been in the air, however, Brianna hadn't been paying any attention to Danielle
and she was spending all of her time talking to, and obviously flirting, with
the guy, Frank, who was sitting in the aisle seat across from her, a guy that
looked to be in his early thirties. Frank was married so Danielle definitely
didn't like watching Brianna flirt with him, especially at the level that she
was. Frank wasn't totally playing along with it or anything but he was being a
bit flirty back which Danielle definitely didn't like to see from a married
man. Danielle definitely would not have been happy if she had seen Dalton
acting like that around another girl but she was happy to know she was engaged
to someone that would never do that.

"I'm going to go to the restroom," Frank said to Brianna politely. "We'll be
going down soon so I should probably do that before we all have to fasten our
seatbelts. If you'll excuse me."

"Yeah, of course," Brianna said. Frank got up and walked out of sight. Brianna
turned to Danielle and said ... "What a loser that guy is. I'm definitely not
going to try and have sex with him."

"Probably would have been a tough thing for you to do," Danielle said with a
laugh and Brianna did not laugh. "He's married."

"Yeah, that doesn't matter," Brianna said. "I can have any man that I want."
Danielle took offense to the comment especially since she was engaged and
Brianna knew it.

"You could not sleep with him," Danielle said confidently. "I'll bet you fifty
bucks you can't."

"Why would I make that bet? I told you I don't want to sleep with him."

"See, I knew you couldn't," Danielle said. Brianna now looked very annoyed.

"I don't want him," Brianna said. "And I'm not going to waste a night for
fifty bucks. "I'll tell you what. I'll bet you a thousand dollars that I could
sleep with your fiancé." Danielle couldn't believe she said that. She wanted
to smack the girl right across her beautiful face.

"How dare you??"

"See, you know I can," Brianna said proudly, turning Danielle's words right
against her.

"You," Danielle said and she was having trouble thinking of what she wanted to
say because she was now getting called out for chickening out on a bet the
same way she had done to Brianna. "I would never make a bet like that."

"Because you know I can," Brianna said. "Just like I supposedly know I can't
sleep with this loser in the bathroom because I won't make the bet. I'll tell
you what, I'll make the bet even more enticing for you. If I win you pay me a
thousand dollars and if you win I'll pay you two thousand. Two to one odds. An
easy two thousand dollars in your pocket for you and your fiancé that loves
you so much to start your new life with. You trust him so what are you afraid
of? An easy two thousand dollars for you."

Danielle knew that she shouldn't be involved in this type of conversation, but
she was, and she also knew that if she didn't accept this bet, that would give
the impression that she didn't trust Dalton. She didn't want this bitch
thinking that - and she didn't want to think that herself.

"How would this even work?" Danielle asked.

"Well, we live about 15 minutes away from each other," Brianna said. "We
established that when we first met. We'll exchange phone numbers. We'll
exchange addresses too, that way if anyone decides they don't want to pay up
if they lose, the other one knows where to find them and make their life a
living hell. I know that if you fuck me over I'll make you regret it. Sometime
over the next week when you know that your fiancé'll be out somewhere without
you, give me a call and let me know where he is. It can be at work, at the
grocery store, or out at the bar with his buddies. Make sure you call and
don't text because you're not gonna want to have any kind of text trail of
this. I'll take it from there. From that point, give me two weeks and I'll
fuck him. I'll need a picture so I know what he looks like. If I don't fuck
him within 2 weeks of talking to him, you win. If I do, I win. Simple enough.
What do you say?"

Brianna held out her hand to shake and now the look on her face actually
looked like she was being cool instead of argumentative, although Danielle
still hated everything about this. She felt like not going forward with the
handshake would show that she didn't trust her own fiancé. She went ahead and
shook. Brianna's grip was stronger than Danielle expected as the deal was
sealed.

"Witness!" Frank said from across the aisle as he had come back.

"Great," Brianna said to him. "I'll get your phone number too. Might need your
witnessing later." Danielle couldn't believe what she had agreed to. There was
no turning back now.

Danielle was so happy to see Dalton when she got back that she had initially
forgotten about the bet. But then she'd think about it and wonder what to do
about it. The bet technically started once Danielle called Brianna and told
her where Dalton was. But what if Danielle just never made that call? Then the
bet would technically never start and then Brianna would just go away.

But then the next day, Dalton told Danielle that he was going to a nearby bar
to meet a friend. He'd only be gone for a few hours. This was Danielle's
chance. If she didn't do this she'd be worried about it and Brianna always
could start calling her, perhaps when she was with Dalton, so she figured she
should just get it out of the way. Being out with a friend meant he was less
likely - well he wouldn't do it anyway so it didn't make a difference. But she
figured she may as well just go ahead and move forward. She'd feel better
knowing that Brianna was gone, feel better with the two thousand dollars, and
feel better reminding herself how her fiancé would never cross her. She called
and just hoped that Brianna wouldn't answer. A lot of her friends didn't
answer their phones these days. But Brianna answered promptly.

"OK," Danielle said and she told her the bar that he was going to. "He's with
just one friend. And Dalton's wearing a grey, long-sleeved t-shirt."

"On my way," Brianna said and she sounded like she was enjoying this way more
than Danielle liked. "I'll send you a quick text saying 'now' sometime over
the next two weeks right before I'm about to fuck him."

Danielle wanted to say something mean to her but Brianna hung up immediately
after she said that. Danielle now was anxiously wanting Dalton to shut Brianna
down the second that she tried to hit on her and show the bitch that she
wasn't all she thought she was. She so wished that she could be at the bar to
see it happen. She smiled as she imagined in her head all of the different
ways he might shut her down. She was sure not to think at all about the
possibility of him actually going along with her.

Dalton sat at the bar with his buddy Jeff watching some football. Jeff was
28-years-old and single and Dalton knew that the last thing on his mind was
football. Dalton had been there too and he knew that the only thing on Jeff's
mind any time he was at a bar was trying to get laid.

There didn't seem to be many opportunities around. There were too extremely
overweight women talking to each other and two other women there with a guy.
Until a hot one walked in by herself. She walked confidently to the bar, had a
seat down at the other end of the bar, and she ordered a drink.

The girl was hot as anything. She had great blond hair, a nice thin body, but
she had great boobs and a great ass. She wore open-toed shoes and even her
feet looked soft and well taken care of with shiny pink toenail polish on
them. Dalton thought there was no way she could be there by herself. He waited
thinking a guy would follow her in but he saw no sign of one.

"There you go," Dalton said as he nudged Jeff and motioned with his head in
the direction of the hot girl. "Go get that one."

Dalton said that to Jeff although he knew that if he was single he wouldn't
have had the courage to go talk to her - not to a girl like that. If girls
like that had ever shown any kind of interest in him, he wouldn't be engaged
to Danielle. He loved Danielle and all but she was average looking at best. He
was too, so it was fine. His kind just couldn't get girls that looked like the
one down the bar. Jeff probably couldn't either but it would be fun to watch
him try.

"Yeah right," Jeff said trying to glance and her discreetly although she was
just playing on her phone and obviously not paying any attention to the two
pathetic, average looking guys sitting there almost whispering about her.
"That obviously won't happen."

"Oh come on," Dalton said, egging him on, knowing that Jeff would be doing the
same thing to him if roles were reversed. "That's why you're out. Don't let
that opportunity slip away."

"The opportunity to make a fool of myself?" Jeff said.

"Which one of you two wants to come hit on me?"

Dalton had been paying attention to Jeff and had stopped paying attention to
the hot girl so he could feel the embarrassment starting to shoot throughout
his body as he heard the girl speak. He looked over at her hot-self looking
over at him and it just got that much worse. She was looking right at them
with her sexy eyes. He didn't know how long she had been but obviously long
enough to know what they were talking about. While Dalton felt embarrassed, at
least he wasn't single so he knew he didn't need to be.

"Him," Dalton said with a smile as he pointed to Jeff. "He wants to go talk to
you."

"Well that's too bad," she said to Dalton. "Because I was hoping it would be
you."

The tide quickly turned. Dalton who thought he had been acting pretty smoothly
suddenly found himself not knowing what he was going to say. He looked again
at how hot she was. Why couldn't he have ever gotten an opportunity like this
when he was single? It fell right into his lap. And there was nothing he could
do about it.

"Why don't you come down here?" she said to him. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"I mean, I'm engaged," he said and he felt himself starting to blush, thinking
how stupid he sounded saying that.

"So?" she said. "I'm not asking you out. No one else can buy you a drink if
you're engaged?"

"There you go," Jeff said to him with a smile. "Go get that one."

"Just come keep me company for a bit," she said. "I think your friend will be
OK watching football for a bit. One drink."

"Go for it," Jeff said to Dalton. "I won't say a word to anyone - bros before
hos."

Dalton went down to talk to her while Jeff stayed where he was. The two
quickly got to know each other. Her name was Brianna. She seemed like she had
a good job. She was hot as anything and even her voice was super sexy. She had
what sounded kind of like a southern twang but then Dalton would hear her
again and realize it wasn't anything southern, just a sexy sounding voice.

Her body looked great and she smelled great. Even her feet turned him on. He
couldn't stand looking at Danielle's feet. He peeked at Brianna's feet when he
got the chance. Her boobs looked great too but he figured that looking down at
her feet was a lot less obvious.

She was super easy to talk to. She was actually knowledgeable about football
and she laughed at his jokes, showing a great sense of humor that most girls
he knew didn't have. She sounded like she had a good job. When they finished
their first drink, she offered to buy him another one. He looked over at Jeff
who was playing around on his phone looking like he was going OK. Dalton
couldn't refuse the next drink.

"Your friend doing OK over there?" Brianna said to Dalton.

"Yeah, he's fine. Between the football and his phone he can keep himself
busy."

"It was funny, when I saw the both of you I just had a feeling that you were
going to be the one that was taken. The good looking ones always are." He felt
himself blush.

"Well you're not," he said. He realized it was a little risky for him to say
that when she knew he was engaged. If he didn't have a couple of beers in him
he may not have.

"Oh, well thank you very much," she said. "It's not often I get compliments
from good looking guys that are in relationships." She touched his arm. It
felt so right.

"I'm sure you get hit on all of the time," he said. "You are extremely
attractive." Now he felt like he just sounded stupid. What was he saying? Her
reaction made him feel comfortable, though. Talking to her felt so natural -
so right.

"Not as much as you'd think," she said. "And certainly not from the right
guys, that is for sure. Listen, I can't stay much longer. I would like to see
you again. Would you have lunch with me on Monday? My treat."

"I ... " he started and now he knew that he looked awkward but there was
nothing that he could do about it. "I mean ... " he had no idea what to say
and was glad when she started to speak so he didn't have to do any more
bumbling.

"All I want to do is have lunch. I like you a lot. We seem to click. You
noticing? I know that you're taken and I don't intend to do anything to mess
that up for you. But I still don't see any harm in having a good looking
friend. Would that be a problem for you?"

He thought about it. To him it didn't seem like a problem at all. She wanted
to be friends. There was nothing wrong with being friends. Danielle had
friends that were guys. If he wanted to make a friend with a girl that should
be fine. They could hang out from time to time. If it did end up going further
than that - well, no, it wouldn't do that. He loved Danielle and was going to
marry her. He couldn't get too far ahead of himself. He didn't spend any time
thinking if Danielle would approve of this or not.

"Why don't we just plan on meeting here at noon for lunch on Monday?" she
said. "We won't exchange phone numbers or anything. I don't want to risk
getting you in trouble if you are on the same plan with your fiancé or if she
checks your phone or anything. I'll wait here for you and if you don't show
up, I'll assume that you just decided you don't want to be my friend. That
sound good?"

Danielle could feel her anxiety level rising the longer that Dalton was out.
It all just seemed like a reasonable bet at first that she planned on winning
but now that she knew her fiancé was out at a bar where there was a girl
trying to have sex with him, she did not like that one bit.

The fact that she didn't hear from him didn't make things any better. Why
wasn't he texting her? 'Hey, you wouldn't believe this, some bitch that was
all dressed up was actually coming on to me really strong.' The two could have
a laugh about how he shut her down. But nothing. They'd normally text a few
times when he was out just to check in. Granted, Danielle was normally the
ones that initiated those texts. She didn't want to do that this time and have
Brianna try to not pay, saying that Danielle interfered. So she just had to
wait.

"Hey!" Dalton said when after being out for a few hours he walked in the door.
"How's it going, sweetie?"

He seemed like he was in a really good mood. He walked right up to Danielle
and gave her a big kiss. She could smell girl's perfume on her and she tried
to hide her rage. Was he going to say anything to her? So far he was just
acting like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

"Have a fun time?" she asked.

"Yeah, it was great to get out with Jeff. Nothing crazy, though. Just watched
some football and got a little bit of a buzz. Pretty uneventful, but fun
time."

Uneventful? Did Brianna not show up? No, she must have. She wouldn't have
picked up the phone so quickly. Why didn't Dalton bring it up? And he normally
had more to say - normally he'd make some sort of comment about how Jeff
needed a woman or something. She found it very interesting that the one time
he didn't mention that was a time he got hit on. He was acting different and
she didn't like it.

Or maybe he was just embarrassed about it or didn't want to upset Danielle.
She couldn't get all suspicious about him already - especially since she was
the one who set the whole thing up to begin with. Why did she even bother with
the whole thing? She had let that bitch get into her head but as much as she
tried not to think about it, she couldn't help it. Both of them continued to
act like nothing had happened. Danielle was going to have no choice but to
just wait this out. It was going to be a long two weeks.

When Dalton went to meet Brianna at lunch on Monday he wondered if she would
even show up. There were plenty of times in the past when he met with girls
when he was drinking that he never heard from again even though they acted
like they wanted to hang out more. And Brianna was hotter than any of them so
there was a good chance she had just been playing him. He figured that was
probably all the better. He wasn't sure what exactly he was trying to get out
of going to meet her anyway.

But she was there waiting for him and she looked as hot as ever. She had that
great hair, a beautiful face that he couldn't look away from, a shirt that was
so tight to her boobs that it was really showing them off, and shoes that
showed off her sexy feet. She got a big smile on her face when she saw him.

She seemed just so perfect. She was prompt and reliable which he couldn't say
about most girls. She was so good looking. And she was so easy to talk to. She
had such a good sense of humor and had interesting things to say, too. She
talked about things like the universe, the afterlife, the future - all things
that interested him but he always felt weird talking about with other girls,
including his fiancé.

"You like my feet, don't you?" she then said to him out of nowhere, which
surprised him since they had been talking about US history just right before
that.

"Um, what?" he said, feeling himself start to blush. There always had to be
something that got in the way when things seemed perfect. He was horrible at
reacting to these situations.

"I've seen you look down at them like ten times," she said with a friendly
laugh. He didn't think he had done it that many times and he definitely didn't
think she noticed. He had no idea what to say. He was so angry with himself.
"Do you like them?"

"You take good care of them," he said. It seemed like the safest answer.

"I do," she said and she batted her eyebrows at him confidently. "Look."

He looked down at her feet and she kicked her right sandal off. There was
something about looking at her beautiful bare foot right there that she had
bared just for him that was turning him on beyond belief. He knew he looked
pathetic just staring at it but he also knew that he was under the control of
her foot right then. She also knew as she giggled. She wiggled her toes for
him.

"Would you like to kiss it?" she asked.

Kissing her foot. Would that be cheating? It was just a foot. They were in
public, though. He had to be careful. What was he thinking?

"Nah," he said feeling like he was passing up a great opportunity. "I ... "

"Maybe another time," she said as she put her foot back into her sandal. "I
understand."

They got back to talking normally after that and having good conversation
although Dalton definitely noticed that she was being pretty flirty with him.
She touched his arm a few times and playfully kicked his leg with her foot a
couple of times. He figured the kicks were intentional since she didn't
apologize for them.

"I really gotta get back to work," he said although he would have preferred to
stay there with her longer.

"I do too," she said. "I lost track of time. Thanks for reminding me. Normally
on my lunchbreak I just eat by myself. Gets kind of lonely. Interested in
making this a daily thing?" He loved the idea. Just lunch. That was it. Just
the chance to hang out and have a friendship with this beautiful woman without
any risks to his engagement. Danielle would never know.

"That sounds great," he said. "Tomorrow you gotta let me buy though."

"How about we just pack our lunches tomorrow and eat at the park?" she said.
"Eating out everyday gets expensive."

So the week progressed. Dalton hung out with Danielle that night and didn't
act out of the ordinary at all, just feeling happy about life that he had his
new good-looking friend. Danielle's suspicions quickly started to go away as
well. She saw him pretty much the moment he got out of work so he wouldn't
have had time to see her. Two days of the two week time limit already passed
by. Danielle just had to get through 12 more days and she'd be two thousand
dollars richer and she'd be able to go into this marriage feeling better than
ever about the man that she picked. She was starting to feel really good about
making that bet.

Dalton really enjoyed the second day's lunch with Brianna as they just sat at
the park, casually, talking some more. Brianna was able to eat her lunch
barefoot since they weren't at a restaurant and he enjoyed looking at her feet
often as they ate. Brianna knew what he was doing and she would wiggle her
toes and wave her feet back and forth to show them off to him. This led to
them getting a bit flirtier. When they finished their lunches the two actually
had their arms around each other as they just looked ahead. Dalton didn't see
a problem with that. Friends could show affection towards each other, couldn't
they? He had seen Danielle hug other guys before that were her friends. It
wasn't like they were kissing or anything.

When Dalton would see Danielle at night he was still always in a good mood, as
was Danielle as she felt better and better that nothing out of the ordinary
seemed to be going on. She hadn't even heard from Brianna. Maybe she was going
to hide and just hope the whole thing would go away in which case Danielle
definitely planned on tracking the bitch down and getting her money. Brianna
and Dalton's next two lunches got a bit flirtier. They ended Thursday's lunch
giving each other a kiss on the cheek.

"Do you want to have sex with me?" Brianna came right out and said to Dalton
on their Friday lunch date before either of them even took a bite.

Dalton could feel the nerves shooting throughout his entire body. He had been
pushing the limits all week, justifying things as being OK, thinking that
everything was going to be good. Now she had proposed things go to the point
where he'd be a cheater. There was no more justifying anything.

He knew the answer to this should have been easy. If he had been told that it
would get to this point the first time she bought him a drink at the bar he
would have definitely said he would have put a stop to it right then. Now he
found himself wanting her to convince him otherwise - she was fairly
persuasive.

"I wish I could," he said, wondering if those were the right words. "I can't
do that, though. As much as I really wish I could."

"If you wish you could, then why can't you? You have to be loyal to your
fiancé - but you have to be loyal to yourself too. And give yourself what you
want. Don't you want one last taste of what it's like to sleep with another
woman? I just got tested and I'll show you I'm clean. I'm on the pill. And you
can use a condom. After this we can go our separate ways and we don't have to
see each other anymore. Let me send you off to marriage with one last
wonderful memory of your single life. It will be our little secret. And I
promise you that you won't regret it."

She grabbed both of his wrists and she had a stronger grip than he had
expected her to. She was looking him right in the eyes with her beautiful eyes
with an intense look like she meant everything she was saying an she wanted
him so badly. He knew he wanted to do this. This was going to be it, though.
After this there had to be no more lunch dates - no more contact.

By Friday, Brianna was pretty much all of the in the back of Danielle's mind.
Everything seemed normal with Dalton and without hearing from Brianna at all,
she was almost sure that she had given up. She had met Dalton over a week ago
and Danielle had been good about tracking just about every move of Dalton's
when he wasn't at work. With no opportunity that it seemed like Brianna could
have seen him, she didn't see how she'd have sex with him in the next eight
days.

Danielle normally took an early lunch at work and she had just gotten back
from lunch when she got a text message. It was from Brianna. And it said -
Now. Danielle felt pain in her stomach, felt her heart starting to race, and
felt like she was having trouble breathing.

She could see the dots on her phone screen moving, indicating that Brianna was
typing some more. She felt her heart starting to pound. The message came
through. It read: In my bedroom with him right now. I'll be fucking him for
the next half hour so you have plenty of time to get over here. My front door
is unlocked. Just walk in and you'll be able to find us in my bedroom - just
follow the noise. If you don't show up, you're paying up.

Danielle was short of breath. This was not what she expected when she went to
work that morning. She looked all around at all of her coworkers who thought
that she'd be getting married in a few months. Some of them were going to be
invited to the wedding. Danielle had to get over to that house immediately and
find out if this was true or not. She jumped out of her chair and ran over
towards her supervisor.

"I gotta go," Danielle said to her supervisor, Kelly. "I have an emergency."

"Everything alright?" Kelly asked but Danielle was already walking away from
her towards the exit with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry," Brianna said to Dalton as she lay naked on her bed sending a text
message and she put her phone down. "Just had to text work and tell them I'm
going to be late coming back from lunch. Now - you want to suck my toes?"

Dalton stood at the foot of her bed, naked as well, as he looked at her sexy,
naked body that he was about to have sex with and her beautiful bare feet that
he was about to suck on. He had never been this horny and he was so pleased
that he had gotten this opportunity.

But it also was a reminder to him of how much he loved Danielle. Brianna was
the sexiest woman he had ever seen but if it weren't for her body he wouldn't
have spent any time with her, regardless of how well they got along. Danielle
was the one he was going to marry, she was the one he was going to spend the
rest of his life with. He was so excited about that. Once he had his last
hurrah here with Brianna he was going to forget about her and then focus all
of his attention on moving forward with Danielle.

He grabbed a hold of Brianna's bare foot. It just felt so soft and sexy in his
hand. He started to rub it and then he pulled it towards his face. Danielle's
feet had never been anywhere near his face but he did not hesitate for a
second putting Brianna's foot right in his mouth.

It tasted so amazing - he couldn't believe her bare foot could taste so fresh.
He sucked in the taste of it on his tongue and the roof of his mouth, also
loving the way the texture of it felt in his mouth, so soft, smooth, and
wonderful. He liked the way it felt having her toes push on the top of his
mouth. It turned him on a great deal but there was just something wonderful
about it, not even related to being horny, that made him want to never let her
foot out of his mouth.

She took her other foot and began rubbing the side of his face with it as he
still sucked on the other one. It sent chills through his face and then the
rest of his body feeling the texture of that soft, sexy foot doing that to
him. Brianna started moaning loudly with satisfaction sounding like she was
loving it as much as he was. Knowing this was going to be his last opportunity
to suck on her foot like that, he didn't want to stop.

"Fuck me!" she then said to him and she let out another moan. "I want to feel
you fuck me."

He didn't want to stop sucking on her foot but he certainly wasn't going to
risk missing out on the chance to have sex with her when she was asking for it
either. He took his mouth off of her foot and noticed his cock was harder than
it had ever been. He didn't think he had ever been that hard without it being
touched, looking at the way it was sticking straight out. Brianna smiled as
she rubbed her foot against it. Now he really wanted to have sex with her.

He put on a condom like they had agreed on and she had showed him her test
results that she was clean when they first arrived so he had no hesitation
whatsoever. Her pussy was well-shaven and it looked a lot better than
Danielle's did. He felt so great as he stuck his cock right in her.

He started to fuck her and right away he knew it felt so much better than
having sex with Danielle. She rubbed her feet against his sides as they fucked
which just helped even more. Now they were both moaning. He briefly thought he
heard someone walking inside the apartment. That couldn't be, though. She
lived alone, she had told him that. She did live in an apartment building so
it must have just been from another apartment. If it was anything to worry
about Brianna would have said something. He kept fucking her harder when he
heard ...

"You asshole!!"

Totally shocked, Dalton pulled right out of Brianna and turned his head to see
a furious looking Danielle standing in the doorway with tears pouring down her
face. He wanted to die as he saw her looking at him on his knees, naked except
for the condom that was on his dick, with Brianna lying there. So completely
shocked all he could think to say to Danielle was ...

"How did you find me here?" He knew that was the wrong thing to say before she
even reacted.

"Don't you worry about that," she said and now she looked and sounded more
like someone who was a bit calmer and just wanted to destroy him, rather than
someone that was upset and ready to lose it bursting in tears. "That doesn't
matter. How could you - HOW FUCKING COULD YOU??? Our entire marriage - all the
money my parents have already invested in that wedding. All our family and
friends that were going to be there. And our future. All nothing now, all
because of you!"

He then watched as she pulled off her rather large engagement and threw it
right at his head. The diamond was rather big and could have done some damage,
especially if it hit him in the eye, so he was quick to duck. He heard it hit
the wall hard and it sounded like it may have broken, though he couldn't tell.
That was an eight thousand dollar ring she just threw across the room like it
was a piece of trash. That didn't seem to matter, though. Everything she was
saying was sinking in. Everything he had thrown away just to have sex with a
hot girl once and suck on her feet. He felt like the biggest fool in the
world. He couldn't believe he got sucked into that. And as he looked down at
his pathetic looking naked body, still with the condom on it, he knew there
was nothing he was going to be able to do to take it back.

At that point, all he wanted was to be out of there as both girls were silent
and it was by far the most uncomfortable he had ever been in his life. He
grabbed his underwear then tried to get dressed as fast as he could. No matter
how fast he did it, it didn't seem fast enough and every clumsy move he made
that slowed him down, pissed him off.

At one point he looked down at Brianna who was still lying down on the bed
putting her panties back on. She had looked so confident and sure of herself
before that point but now she looked upset and humiliated as well. Even though
she was the one that egged him on, he couldn't help but feel bad for her.
Either way, there was no way he could see her again either. He just wanted to
forget about the whole thing and have over with it. Move far away and start
over again, never ever making a mistake this stupid again.

Finally, he was dressed again except for his shoes. He hadn't even bothered to
take the condom off. He wasn't even sure where he'd dispose of it and he
didn't want that to slow down his getting out of there. That could be dealt
with later. He just grabbed his shoes without putting them on and would wait
until he got out of there to do that as well. He walked towards the doorway
and Danielle was still standing in it. The upset look in her eyes made him
want to cry.

"I'm so ... " he started to stay.

"Don't!" she interrupted. "Just get out. Get out and I never want to see you
again, asshole."

He figured that would be all for the better. She stepped out of his way and he
walked through the doorway to leave. His initial thought was just to leave, go
move somewhere else and start over, but the more it was sinking in what he had
done, the more he felt like he could off himself. She was right that the whole
wonderful future the two of them had together was gone just like that. And
what were all of his friends and family going to think about him that he threw
that all away just so he could have sex with some hot chick he met at a bar.
He couldn't believe his stupidity and he didn't know if he could ever move
forward after this. He moved faster to try and get out of there when he heard
Brianna say ...

"So did you bring the money or are you going to come back with it?"

He stopped in his tracks. She was definitely talking to Danielle, not him.
What was she talking about? Why was she talking to Danielle like the two of
them had spoken before? When he first saw Danielle in the apartment he figured
she had just been following him or a friend of hers had spotted them having
lunch or something but now that he thought more about how she had just walked
in like that to the apartment it seemed a little fishy. He turned around to
look at Danielle and now she actually looked like she felt a little guilty.

"What is she talking about?" he said to Danielle as he walked back into the
bedroom. "Bring the money? What ... "

"Don't worry about it!" Danielle snapped back at him, talking the way she did
when she got defensive about something. "Just get out of here." Now he was
quickly getting angry.

"No, I'm not getting out of here until you tell me why she's asking you about
money. Do you know her? What's going on?"

"I said LEAVE!" Danielle said like she was about to crack.

"Tell me!" he demanded.

"If you don't tell him, I will," Brianna said calmly and Danielle gave her a
look of hatred.

"You little bitch," Brianna said to Danielle and then she looked back at
Dalton. "I met her on the airplane. We made a bet if you'd cheat on me or not.
I never thought you would - and I'm so glad I made that bet otherwise I never
would have realized what a cheater you are. I'd never marry a cheater like
you!"

"So this whole thing was a setup," he said. "By you."

"Yes, and I'm glad I did it."

"You set this whole thing up, risking our whole marriage over it. Just going
placing wagers on our marriage. That's how little you valued it."

"I'M NOT THE ONE WHO CHEATED! Stop blaming me!"

"What if I set you up like this?" he said. "If I sent some guy to a bar to try
and have sex with you to see if you'd do it. How would you feel about that?"

She opened her mouth like she was going to shout back again but when it sunk
in what he was saying, she froze. And he knew that she knew that if he had
ever done what she had done that she never would have forgiven him for that
either. Her silence and the fact that she couldn't defend what she had done
made him look a lot more peaceful all of the sudden.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," he said as he was quickly feeling less guilty
about what he had done and more resentful towards her. "Fuck you." He looked
over at Brianna on the bed who was just quietly, curiously watching. "Fuck the
both of you," he said.

And with that, he walked out of the apartment. As he walked through the
parking lot towards his car he no longer felt like he wanted to leave town or
do anything worse. But he did have a sense of hopelessness. He thought he
loved Danielle. He thought he was going to be with her forever. He never would
have thought she would do anything bad to him and then she went ahead and did
this.

And he felt just as much hopelessness towards Brianna. The one time he really
got pursued by a good looking woman and the whole thing turned out to be fake.
She never had interest in him and the whole thing was just over some bet she
made. She completely played him like a fool. How would he ever find another
woman when the woman that were out there acted the way those too did? He
couldn't trust women at all. There was no way he could after what they had
both done to him. He was getting closer to his car when he heard ...

"You left the ring here," called to him from Brianna.

"Keep it," he called back to her, without even turning around to look at her.

"It's still legally yours," she said to him. "It legally belongs to whoever
bought it until the marriage happens. It looks pretty expensive. I doubt you
want me to be able to pawn it and profit off of it. Not after what I did to
you. I'm not sure if you can return it but even if you can't, I bet you can
sell it and get most of your money back."

He stopped in his tracks. He didn't want to give her that satisfaction but the
$8000 he paid for that ring was plenty of money to give up just to try and
prove some point that she probably wouldn't care about anyway. He turned
around to go get it. She was looking right at him and he had never seen anyone
look like they felt so genuinely guilty before. He knew better now and not to
fall for it. It was really tough as he got closer and he started to feel sad
as opposed to angry. He couldn't fall for it. He was going to take that ring
back, walk away, and never think of her again. When she handed him the ring
she grabbed a hold of his wrist. The beautiful girl had a strong grip.

"I am so sorry," she said.

"Don't even," he said and he tried to pull away from her but she would not let
go.

"I'm serious," she said. "I didn't know you when I made that bet. I thought I
was just making some bet with a girl on an airplane. But as I got to know you
I got to like you for real. And now I'm really sorry about what I did.
Please."

"Fine, you're sorry. What do you want from me?"

"Let me take you out to dinner."

"Oh please," he said and this time he was able to pull his hands from her
grip. But he didn't walk away. "For what? A pity dinner? No thank you."

"No. I want to go out with you for real. Take you out on a real date. See what
happens."

"What happens?? Like what, us actually dating or something??"

"Maybe."

"You think I have no self-respect that I'd actually go out with you after what
you did? So you can just do something like that to me again? And why should I
think you're not going to start playing more mind games and screw me over in
another way?"

"I don't know," she said, and that was an answer that he wasn't expecting. "I
guess the same reason I'm willing to give you a chance and not just assume
you'll go off and have sex with the first good looking girl at a bar that hits
on you. None of us are perfect. But there's someone out there for everyone.
Only way to find that someone is to try."

And despite the fact that he had just minutes ago ended his engagement, he
suddenly felt very good about things. It was even less time since he swore he
wouldn't get fooled again and here he was considering walking into a situation
that had bad news written all over it. But the girl made a compelling case and
had him feeling like the only way he'd be a fool would be if he just walked
away.

"OK, but I'm buying," he said and he couldn't help but smile. He held up the
ring. "I'm about to come into some money."

"I knew you were a gentlemen," she said as she smiled back.

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