A BF's Bet Goes Wrong

Martin enjoyed the company in the front seat and found viable excuses to go into the glovebox not once but three times on the short drive to the pitch the game would be played on. When he would go into the glovebox, he was sure to get as close to her as he could and accidentally make contact with her knees and thighs. Each time Ellen tried to move away but there wasn't anywhere in the SUV for her to go.

They made it to the pitch, and They all opened their doors at the same time. Alte quickly got out and surveyed the area. Ellen also got out, but she looked over her shoulder at Alte. She was wondering if he saw what Martin was doing in the car. She hoped he didn't because she kinda liked the attention. Martin sat in his car for a moment longer than everyone else. He watched as Ellen slid out of her seat and the way her ass bounced as she dropped to the ground. He then noticed that there was some fuzz or lint attached to the slick material of her pants. He would enjoy taking it off for her.

After he got out and opened the back of the car for Alte and himself to get their game gear out, he closed it and they walked in quietly. Alte putting his game face on and Ellen staying quiet while he did so. Martin had no reason to worry about the game. He knew that he was throwing practice yesterday and that Alte was throwing everything he had into it. So, while he saw Alte psyching himself up, he reached behind Ellen and put his hand on her ass. Then leaned over and whispered in her ear quiet enough for her to hear but not for Alte to hear. "Just as perfect as I remember it. You have a piece of fuzz. Let me get it." She jumped in surprise and as Alte looked over, she told him to focus on the game. Martin enjoyed his time roaming her cheeks looking for that fuzz until she put her hand on his and removed it from her ass.

"Hands off. You don't get privileges; you didn't win anything." She told him in a quiet tone as well, then looking over at Alte as they stopped on the edge of the field. "Good Luck honey. You'll do great." She told him and leaned over to give him a kiss. As she leaned into him Martin stood behind her and finally found the fuzz and reached out to pinch it off but *accidentally* also happened to pinch her ass as well. Ellen felt him but tried her best to ignore him.

She then stood on the edge and watched the two men run onto the field and join their teams. After that she climbed into the stands with the growing crowd and was quite surprised to see that the crowd was rather large. After a bit longer the crowd grew and eventually the game started. She cheered as loudly as she could, but the game wasn't going well from the start.

On the pitch Alte and Martin faced off. "Hope you don't mind a little trash talk." Martin said to Alte.

"You can say whatever you like. I'm still going to destroy you." He said back.

"Oh yeah? You thought I was trying yesterday? Well that's a stupid thought. I guess that means you were trying." He responded then laughed.

Alte's worst fears were being realized. If what Martin was saying was true, then he was about to get schooled out here. When he was having this realization, the ball was put into play and he was passed easily as the opposing team headed toward his goal. They kicked the ball and though the goalkeeper made a great initial save it was kicked again and rolled easily into the net. As Martin ran past him, he stopped long enough to gloat. "One to nothing. I wonder if Ellen still screams like a banshee when she cums on a cock. I guess I'll find out tonight huh?" After he said this, he smiled then ran off to celebrate with his team.

Alte sat stunned and a bit angry. He was sure to get in the game now. When the ball was put in play again, he tried to stay with Martin as best as he could, but it seemed that he kept running away from him. In frustration Alte kicked Martins legs out from under him and received a Yellow Card and Martin got a penalty shot which he missed. Alte was ashamed of his outburst and action and tried to help Martin up. Martin on the other hand used the opportunity to laugh at Alte more. "Your girlfriend is going to be my whore tonight and you are going to watch it all." He said to him.

This was more than Alte could take and he lost his temper and punched Martin in the face and getting him tossed from the game. Martin waved at the back of Alte's jersey as he walked off the pitch and became a spectator. Martins team played a great game and won easily with a score of 4-1. The one point that the team from Bergen scored was at the end of the game when the Oslo team eased up and let them have it.

After the game the teams came together, and everyone seemed to be in a great mood. Everyone except Alte. His teammates felt like he was being a bad sport with the violence on the pitch as well as the attitude he now had as he glared at Martin the entire time. The teams bonded together over a lunch and the free flowing of beer. Nearing five o'clock at night the celebration began to wind down and Alte, Ellen and Martin met up at his car for the ride home. Again, Ellen absent-mindedly sat in the front and Alte climbed in the back where he closed his eyes and laid across the bench seat.

The ride home was quiet and uncomfortable for everyone but Martin. He was internally gloating and smiling at his good fortune. As they arrived at his home, everyone could feel the tension rising and someone had to say something. That someone ended up being Alte, "I'm calling the bet off. You cheated and that voids the bet. I mean, I didn't even play in the game." He said.

"I bet that if your team won you would have gladly taken this Porsche home as well as the paid honeymoon if you guys ever get married. Wouldn't you?" He asked both of them. Ellen shook her head yes in a weak and meek manner. Alte sat quietly as the Porsche came to a stop. Martin knew he won that battle of the minds and so he continued his conquest. "I had my housekeeper lay some clothes out for you on your bed. Only wear what's on the bed and nothing else. Is that understood?" He asked her directly and ignoring Alte in the back. Ellen looked back at Alte then nodded slowly as she turned back towards Martin.

She was dejected and then suddenly Martin saw a flicker of fire in her eyes and exploded with her voice. "That counts as one of your three orders." She said in triumph.

"Of course, it does my dear. What else would you expect?" He replied in response as he turned off the car and climbed out. He walked away from them in the car and walked into his home to get ready for the night.

"Are you actually going through with this?" Alte asked.

"Don't you see? I don't have a choice. If he goes to our bosses and tells them how rude I was or that I'm not a team player, then I will never see a promotion and I may as well quit because they would find a reason to fire me." She told him. She knew the dangers but the risks of not going through were far greater than Martins wandering hands. She climbed out of the car and Alte followed her like a dog, into the house.

Ellen walked in first and saw the dress lying on the bed. In contrast to the bright white linen and comforter on the bed the dress stood out like a strobe light in the dark. Ellen felt flattered that she would be given such an amazingly beautiful dress. The dress had only one sleeve and it was made so her entire left arm shoulder and neckline would be exposed as the neckline dropped from directly next to her neck on her right side to under her arm then back up to her neck. The length didn't seem any shorter than she would normally wear. The material was one she wasn't familiar with and it was smooth and soft and shimmered as she moved around it. The dress seemed to change colors as she picked it up and it had a buttery texture that she just wanted to keep touching.

Once she was done ogling the dress like Martin seemed to keep ogling her, she found the shoes on the floor under it. The shoes had a four-inch heel and open toed design. It had a single strap over the toes then an X cross that would run over the main part of her foot and tied together in a three-inch band that would wrap around her ankle. They were black and when she picked them up, she could tell that they were expensive and amazingly, they were the correct size. She wasn't sure how he had done this or what his goals were for the night, but she had to wear this dress and she couldn't wait any longer.

She quickly stripped out of her clothes and jumped in the shower. She knew that she wasn't dirty but still wanted to look as good as possible because the dress deserved it and not Martin. That was the lie that she told herself. Honestly though she was excited about going out in Oslo to a nice restaurant. Alte took her out, but Bergen is nowhere near as big as Oslo and she was going to have fun, with or without Alte.

After the shower she looked on the bed for the strapless bra and couldn't find one. After not seeing the bra she thought to look for the panties. She failed to see any sign of either one and asked Alte if he had seen them. His eyes got big and he said, "There wasn't any underwear."

"Does he expect me to go without panties or bra? There's no way!" She said loudly.

"That's why he was okay with that being the first of the three orders. He knew what he was doing." Alte said.

Now completely flustered, Ellen picked up the dress and slid it over her head and slowly slide it down her body. Watching his girlfriend getting ready to go out with another man was driving Alte crazy with jealousy. Although he loved seeing her naked body dressing, he hated the idea that she would be out with *HIM*. He tried to busy himself in the room as she continued getting dressed.

He watched as she applied makeup and jewelry that was brought to the room by someone they hadn't seen yet. Once she was all done, she pulled her hair into a high ponytail and after she stepped into the heels and secured them to her feet she stood in front of Alte for his opinion. "You look amazing honey. I don't want to let you go." He told her.

She made him take a picture of her as she posed for the camera and told him not to be silly. "It's only a single date on a single night. Every other day is yours." She told him. Ellen then leaned in and pecked him on the lips before leaving him in the room alone. "I don't want to ruin my make-up." She said as she left. They both knew that he wasn't going to walk her out. To do that, he would have to watch as Martin walked out the door alone with his wife.

When she made it out to the main hall of the house, she saw Martin walk from his side of the house and she was surprised at how handsome he was. When his mouth wasn't moving, she thought he was very hot. She crossed her legs and did a small pose for her date as he approached. "You look fucking beautiful babe!" He told her before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in tightly to him where he kissed her on the lips, and she returned the kiss with more than a peck. He then broke the kiss and wrapped his arm around her waist and led her out of the house.

He didn't walk her to the Porsche that she'd already been in and instead he led her to an Audi R8. It was blue in color mixed in with black accents throughout the trim and the rims and tires were also both black as well. "What a fantastic car!" She enthused. She had decided as she was walking out of the room that she would be a good sport for this date. She reasoned that it wasn't her idea and that maybe Alte would be more responsible next time if she made him a little jealous here.

Martin walked her to her door and opened it and stood there while she squatted down to get in the car.

"I'm very glad that you followed my directions so well. I was afraid that you would try and wear panties tonight and I see that you didn't." He said to her as she looked up and saw that his eyes were looking between her legs that she needed to open slightly in order to get in the car.

"Hey mister. I thought you said you were going to be a gentleman tonight?" She asked as a reminder to him.

"Oh, I will be. But later I will be something else." He said while he closed the door and walked around the back of the car and climbed into the driver's seat. He started the car and the hum of the engine had an immediate effect on her. She was never a car girl but this one purred like a cat and there was also a low rumble that she felt in her seat and it seemed to vibrate in the perfect spot to make her excited. She felt her nipples harden as he pulled out of the driveway quickly then settled into a fast yet comfortable speed on the road.

As he drove, he moved his hand over until it rested on her exposed thigh. He made no motion to move it higher and instead it just seemed like it was a comfortable place for him to have his hand. Ellen was ready to reject his hand but didn't when she saw he wasn't moving it. As they drove into Oslo, they exchanged small talk and she was surprised to find that he had grown a lot since she knew him in high school. She found herself beginning to relax and when she did, she felt his finger move on her leg. To her it seemed innocuous and she enjoyed how it felt so she left him alone.

Soon they pulled to the front of an exclusive restaurant that she had read about in a magazine and never thought that she would be able to go. It seemed that going on a date with Martin was going to have its benefits. The valet stood at her door and Martin quickly waved him away. Ellen seemed unsure why he would do that until she saw him come around the front of the car and open her door. She was aware of his game and swung her legs out at the same time. "Looks like someone's learning to hide her modesty. Hopefully we can get you to forget that as the night goes on." He said to her as he held his hand out for her to take. She reached her hand up and placed it in his strong hand and he gently closed it around her hand. He then lightly lifted up as she pulled herself out of the small car. He then placed his hand around her waist and let it rest low on her hip as they walked toward the restaurant together.

Martin took his arm from around her as they reached the door so that he could hold the door for her to walk through ahead of him and once through he resumed his place next to her with his arm around her. It was easy to forget that she despised this man and found herself starting to be attracted to him. The Maître d' located their reservation and had an attendant nearby walk them to their table. It was a table in the center of the restaurant with four seats around it. He held Ellen's chair for her then sat directly next to her.

He found that sitting across from a woman on a date is a position of conflict and not a romantic gesture as it forces you to only look at that person and he wanted her to be in as good a mood as he could manage. As they talked, it seemed that the conversation came easier and easier and the laughter and smile came more readily that before. They ordered food and as it came, they shared what they each had on their plates. Ellen allowed Martin to feed her and as he did, he would move his chair closer to hers and their knees would touch as his fork would slide into her mouth.

Martin felt his cock grow under the table as he intently watched her lips close around the edges of his fork sensually then pull the food off. More than once that night she saw him reach down and adjust himself. 'I wonder if it still looks the same.' She found herself thinking at dinner as she glanced down at the table wishing for X-ray vision.

After dinner they left the restaurant and strolled leisurely along the bank of a small stream and held hands gently as they walked. Ellen had left Alte and any thoughts of him at the house and was only present in the moment right then. "Martin, what are the other two orders you are going to give me? You already know what they are don't you?" She asked as they walked.

"I'd really rather it be a surprise for when we get back to the house." He told her. Martin stopped at the edge of the stream and pulled her close to him and kissed her passionately. He found that as he kissed her, she began pressing herself against him more. She returned his kiss and opened her mouth to accept his tongue. Ellen then ran her hand down his stomach and over the front of his pants and felt his cock twitch under her touch.

She pulled away quickly and held her hand up in front of her. She had a look of surprise and looked at her hand like she couldn't believe what her hand had done. "You said you wouldn't try anything!" She tried to be mad as she spoke to him, but he could tell she wasn't.

"Isn't a kiss natural for a date?" He asked innocently. "Plus, it was you that went and groped me Ellen." He said as he approached her. She didn't shy away as he neared her, and he pulled her close to him again and kissed her lightly and allowed their mouths to become familiar with each other as he held onto the small of her back. He then told her that it was time to head home.

Martin noticed that Ellen had a dreamy look in her eyes as they waited for the car and suddenly hoped that she was in the right mood and when he opened her door he would find out.

The valet arrived with his car and Martin opened her door. As she lowered down to sit down, she opened her legs to step into the car and smiled up at him before he closed the door. He then walked around the back of the car again and climbed in easily before driving away. "Did you enjoy the show?" She asked.

"I wasn't expecting dinner and a show at that restaurant, but I will have to give them five stars on our review." He teased her playfully as he again reached over and placed his hand on her thigh. He made the conscious effort to let it land higher on her leg this time and she thought it felt nice and left it there.

Eventually they found themselves at the house and Ellen felt like the night was almost over. "Our date is over when I say it is, correct?" He asked with authority.

She was surprised about her reaction, but she liked the idea of continuing the date. "I guess it does yes." She told him. He then held her hand as they walked into the house. They saw Alte watching television in one of the living rooms. He stood up expecting to get his girlfriend back.

"Where are you going?" Alte asked her.

"I don't know. Martin said our dates not over yet." She said truthfully.

"What do you mean the dates not over, you're at home? Of course, the dates over." He asked as his voice was raising.

"Alte, I am going to take my date to my hot-tub outside my room to enjoy a nightcap and when we are done there, then I will send her back to you. She'll be no worse for the wear. I promise." Martin said as he continued to pull her through the house and out to the patio.

She hadn't been in the backyard, but she thought that the space fit the house very well. It was setup in a U-shape where the wing they were walking toward was Martins and the other wing was theirs and in the middle of the home was all of the living space. As they neared the in ground hot tub, she saw him begin to shed his clothes and soon was in his white boxer briefs then released her hand and walked into the water. He then sat opposite her and said, "The second order is that you will give me a lap dance here and now."

She looked surprised but not disgusted. She had given them before, but she wasn't sure about this. "A bet's a bet." He reminded her.

She then looked down at her dress and heels and bent down to take off the heels until he stopped her. "Climb in here and start dancing." He told her. She then stood up and walked to the edge of the spa. Gently she stepped down into the water and felt like she was ruining these shoes as she did so. As she stepped further into the spa the hem of her skirt was running along the edge of the water as well.