The Bet

"I can't believe he would do something like that! I mean, you would think a guy like him would never cheat, but I guess I was wrong. He seemed so sweet and caring; he gave me all of his attention when we were together; and now I realize I was a fucking fool from the start." Deana said as she sat in the office chair crying her little eyes out.

"And you know what makes it worse is the fact that he told me that I might need to get tested for some STD he got from some other bitch he was sleeping around with! I should have never married him in the first place"

The crying girl was right; she should have never married that man - or any man for that matter - in the first place. Men are no fucking good, they are basically fucking sex machines on legs that will put their dick into anything with a cute face, tight top, and loose bottom. Now this poor crying girl is suffering the consequences, because her no good husband gave her some fucking nasty disease. Eugh! Men!. She should have really left that were he was at.

"I am so sorry to hear that Deana, look, here, take this invitation to The Mother Earth Spa, take this number and ask for Dr. Winkle and get tested out, and take the week off with pay."

"Oh thank you so much, it's really nice having a boss like you."

"Oh sweetie, you are so welcome. You take care now."

As soon as Deana left, Raelynn turned around towards Treasure with an all knowing look in her eye.

"Hmm I know what you are thinking Rae, and that's truly fucking sad, you know? She was such a sweet girl, it really sucks what happens to her." Treasure said

"Well despite her getting some disease from that asshole, I wouldn't expect anything less from him. Hell, I am not even surprised he did this to her. That's what men do; they fuck around behind our backs with some other bitch and come back smiling in our faces. And why is it that the sweet ones get cheated on and get the shit end of the stick?"

"You're so right about that - which brings to mind the subject of what the other woman looks like."

"I'm guessing she's hot."

"And Deana's not?" Treasure asked.

"No she isn't hot; she's beautiful inside and out but, let's be honest about it, men are visual creatures. They want anything that's young and hot, and if they can't have that they get some rebound chick and fucking use her for all she's worth. And that asshole that Deana is with doesn't see how beautiful she is"

"Mmm, miss boss lady, you sound like you have been cheated on before..." Treasure said.

"Oh, I have been, sweetie, and it fucking sucks, but you know what? I have come to live with it. I've come to understand that men - and sometimes women - cheat. Hell, I'm pretty sure my husband is fucking his young secretary over his desk right now: fine by me" Raelynn said with a huge smile on her face.

"Why are smiling about the fact he is cheating on you? Do you have a little toy boy on the side as well?" Treasure asked her boss.

"Mmm no! I don't cheat, I have never cheated on my husband, although I probably should, counting as he probably fucked most of his clients, fellow lawyers, and the many secretaries he has. But cheating never came to mind since you mention it. Actually, to be honest about it, I think I might be asexual."

"Hahahahha what!?" Treasure couldn't help but to laugh at the absurdity of what her boss and best friend had said.

"I am serious, Treasure, I don't think I like sex, or being bothered with somebody for too long."

"So you are seriously okay with your husband cheating on you?"

"Of course I am, how do think I got this job in the first place, hun?"

Treasure's mouth dropped open.

"Your husband got you this job so he can fuck anyone he wants?"

"Uh, no, you silly goose of a girl. What I am saying is that-"

Rae paused for a moment searching the next thing she was about to say.

"-You know that I am a good writer and editor, don't you?"

"Of course I do, how would you get this job?"

"Well for the first few years that I started working here at Fem Bitch Magazine I was just some young assistant working for some top notch bitch of an editor. I looked at her with admiration in my eyes, as she was young black woman was such success at running one of the most popular female magazines in all of Florida."

"She gave me hope that, one day, I can do the same, and not be stuck at home being a fucking housewife."

At the mention of "housewife" Raelynn became instantly uncomfortable.

"Oh God, just the thought of me being a housewife makes me sick to the stomach. You know the worse thing my mother ever said to me was for a man to cheat on his wife while she's stuck at home, with no job or any type of skill, and she's knocked up with his child. And that's what I was about to become, a fucking housewife to one of Florida's most successful lawyers."

"I mean from the moment I meet him he was a player and players like to play games. Oh, did you know, he is crowned the 'bad boy' of lawyers? That's another reason why I couldn't be with him"

"Well Rae, if you knew he was trouble from the first, why did you meet him and why did you marry him in the first place?"

"I was getting to that, my little sugar pie. Well, anyways, when I first meet Jacob Itou he had all the girls all over him. They were everything I wasn't. They were tall, blonde, young; models; beautiful women; and he, being the man that he is, could have any woman he wanted."

"Oh come on Rae, you are so fucking hot. Well, you are mostly cute in that black fairy little pixie way. I mean, you are 5'2 skinny, but got a little curves, the freckles on your cheeks goes so well with your caramel skin tone. And not to mention those big doe like eyes fanned with long thick eye lashes. And girl, don't get me started on you lips."

"Hey... are coming on to me Treasure? My God, after all these years I didn't any clue you were a lesbo until now" Rae said with a fake shocked expression

"Oh! Hush up girl, you know what I am trying to get at here."

"Well, anyways, like I was saying, there's a few reasons why I married him. One was that my parents wanted to see their only daughter get married to a seemingly nice man: they pressured me into getting married. Reason two; my father gives fifty thousand dollars to each of his kids when they get married. And last, but not least, Susan placed a bet that if I get married to somebody like Jacob Itou, and he cheats on me, then I will get the job as head [lead writer?] writer and editor." Rae said with a big smile on her face as she swirled around in her big office.

"So that's how you got this job in the first place, by your husband cheating on you?"

"Yep sirrie-bob, well, not only that, but I got him to marry me within four months, that's an accomplishment all on it's on."

"So what happened to Susan?" Treasure asked.

"Oh she's in London working for Vogue. I still remember the day she received the news. She had this beautiful look upon her face as if she had just climbed Mt. Everest. She was so beautiful that day."

Rae could remember it like it was yesterday. Her mentor, friend, her boss and lover had made the biggest step in her life.

Raelynn had felt sad and happy for Susan all at the same time. Happy she has finally accomplished one of her career goals, and sad that she was leaving her. Rae had just stood there with tears rolling down her face and a sad smile as Susan was jumping up and down with joy.

"Ooh, Rae, why are shedding tears?" Susan had said, "I thought you would be happy for me? Hell! For us, Rae. I've just landed a job working for Vogue in London no less, and you are going to be running one of the top magazines in Florida! Why are you crying?"

"Um, it's nothing Susan, it's only... tears of joy" Rae had said with a sob "I'm going to miss you, and I love you so much Susan, and I'm scared to let you go, but I understand. But please, will you always remember me? At least call me sometimes?"

"Mmm, poor baby, of course" Susan had said kissing and licking the tears off Rae's face.

"Oh God I know this is sick, but you are so fucking beautiful when you cry, my little black pixie."

Rae had let out a moan as Susan trailed little kisses down her neck. She had slipped her hand into Rae's staring [what's staring?] rubbing her clit with soft sensual strokes. Rae had screamed out a painful scream as Susan bit into her shoulder, but it soon had become pleasurable moans when Susan replaced the bite mark with a feather-like kiss.

With the sensations that Susan was causing, Raelynn couldn't help but to get wet all over. Cream had come seeping out of her like juice squeezed from a citrus fruit. She had felt her orgasm building when Susan put two slim fingers inside her pussy and started fucking her with nice even strokes.

Raelynn had eventually climaxed when she felt bite into her neck. It wasn't hard or soft; just enough for her to get off.

"Mmm wow! I am going to miss that sweet little pussy of yours." Susan had said, taking some of Rae's cream into her mouth.

They had sat for a long moment staring into each others while Susan continued to lick her fingers.

A blaring horn had caused them to break eye contact. Susan went to the window to see the cab driver blowing his horn. "

Ah, hell honey, that's my ride to the airport. I gotta go."

Susan had grabbed her purse and roller-suitcase.

"Wait, where's the rest of your luggage?"

"It's already in London. I got an apartment and everything else I need when I get there."

Susan had already been on her way to living up her dreams before she turned back to Rae and said,

"You know, your mother is right, ya'know?"

"How is she right?"

"One of the dumbest choices a woman could make is being a housewife. And not only that, being a housewife to a cheating man while she's stuck at home with the kids. You take real good care of yourself kiddo. See you later. Kisses"

With that Susan had walked out of Raelynn's life. That had only been three years ago, but she still remembered it like was yesterday. Rae let out another sad happy sigh. Trying to get off Susan she turned towards Treasure and asked her about Samson, her husband of four months.

"So, what about Samson?"

"What about him?" Treasure retorted.

"Ah, come on girl, I know you didn't marry him just for because he's a wonderful person"

"Well I had my reasons. I mean, he's an alright guy, I guess" Treasure said, unsure

"When I first met him he seemed... egotistical"

"I mean, of course he is, sweetie, he is one of the top CEO'S of his marketing firm and, was he not, formerly a model?"

"Well, yeah, you know every time I get around I feel so self-conscious. As in, does he really wants to be with someone like me? I can't really put my finger on it. Have I always never wanted to get married? I mean, the idea of marriage seems like a joke, or a curse. And now that I think about it, the only good thing about a marriage is the ceremony"

"I can honestly say that marriage doesn't appeal to me at all, and men, well, God they're awful"

And to be honest about it, the only thing I ever really wanted was the wedding, oh my god my wedding was beautiful, and I had such a wonderful time."

"I know I was there, I remember distinctly that you got completely shit face with the open bar, and kept a flirty eye on that cute leggy bartender."

"Well what can I say the chick was cute as hell. But the point is that you and I both have similar situations. Both our parents pressured us into getting married to people that isn't right for us. Samson came from a good background, and a family that had money, they wanted him to marry because, despite me being black thought I was a good girl for him to be with, well at least that's what he told me, I have heard different reasons on why he wanted to marry me."

"And I did have my reason's also. Like I said before both our parents pressured us into getting married, but for me it was mainly my mother who did the pressuring. Did you know there sometimes can be a competition amongst women to get married?"

"Well yeah I guess so but I have thought that was so stupid, and silly."

"Yeah well it's true."

"Wait you got married because of some stupid competition amongst the females you know?"

"Well kind of." Treasure paused for a moment before continuing on. "My mother and sister have a very strange relationship, my mother told me ever since she could remember her and sister were very competitive with everything they did. In fact they were so competitive that they butted heads. I think the reason why they were so competitive was because they had different fathers with different backgrounds, but that's another story for another day."

"Well anyways their competition went down to their children which was me and my cousin Viola. When the day she got married I have a feeling that when the competition between them to rear it's ugly head again. My mother pressured me into getting married. When I first started dating Samson she thought he was a good catch. He was a former model, and was just landing his position as co-CEO of his marketing firm."

"I on the other hand thought he was an ok guy, and he can be nice, but he was just fucking egoistical that it made my head hurt, and way to overbearing at times he was at least more dissent than the other losers I have been with. But anyways my mother finally realize that pressuring me into doing something wasn't going to work, so she bribe me."

"HUH with what exactly." Rae asked

"With a house in North Carolina."

"A house?" Rae asked why a house

"But this house that I am talking about is absolutely fucking beautiful. The house itself sets on a beautiful landscape. The land itself is about 8 acres, with a lake surrounded by Spanish moss trees. And on the west side of the house there's a field red and yellow tulips scattered across the land. The house has been in my mother's family for generations. It was given to them from a great ancestor who was related to someone during the slave years."

"So when my mother finally got control of the situation with the house she bribe into marrying Samson with it. She said that marrying a man like Samson would be good for me, and that I needed him in my life, she also mentioned this with along all the things he could do for us and how we can benefit from him, how I have no idea."

"And now that I really think about it, Samson is not the type of guy that I go for. I mean let's get real; all of my previous boyfriends have been geeks and nerds. And when I first met Samson I have no interest in him none what so ever, but with the house my mother was offering me I took his hand in marriage."

All Raelynn could do was stand there and give Treasure a sympathetic look, then he expression change into amusement. "Hey, I have an idea. Why don't we make a bet on how soon your husband will cheat on you?"

"What?"

"I am dead fucking serious, I mean come on a mean like Samson has got to be fucking around, let's think about it here for a minute: he was a former model, he making shit loads of money, and there's women around him 24/7, and on top of that he's a fucking man whose wife is neglecting his needs."

"How did you know I wad neglecting his needs?" Treasure said.

"By the way you talk about him, you act like he some nasty thing, that you have to be around all the time. And plus you told me the only intercourse you had with was giving him a bj without touching you."

"How did you remember that? Plus maybe the reason why I only give him bj's is because I really don't want to have full blown sex with him. And plus he never complains or say anything for that matter."

"Oh come on Treasure you guys have been married for four months, and the only sexual intercourse you have is oral sex, does he make you cum when he goes down on you?"

"I...umm...I ..umm never let him do that to me." Treasure said

"What? Why not?"

"Because I don't want him touching me, I told you he is not my type. Nerd, geeks, artist's, and musician's are the ones that capture my heart, and not somebody like Samson, so I don't want him do anything I don't want him to. So in order for me to please him for time being, I give him blow jobs. Plus like I said he never complains"

"So I am guessing your orals skills are pretty fucking great huh?"

"Yep." Treasure said.

"Alright listen lets make a bet on how soon your husband will cheat you, and who he will do it with. Before you what's your husband type physically."Raelynn said.

"Well he likes tall women either blondes or redheads. With him being a former model he use to date lots of his co-workers, and I guess women with fashion sense, I mean that's all I could think of at the moment."

"Tell you what if your man cheats on you with either a blonde or redhead I will make it worth your while, and if he divorces you then .....um... lets see what happens until then. Think about it Treasure you are with a man you don't even like, why don't you just let another woman have him."

Treasure thought this over for a few minutes: they have only known each other for six total before they got married. Even with that she really didn't know him, all she knew about him was that he was a model, and he was working for a marketing firm. And just by judging him she figured her marriage wasn't going to last long anyways. So why not speed up towards the ending, and who knows with Raelynn being the type of person she is the perks might be worth it.

Treasure look up at Rae smiling before saying: "alrighty then you're on, I'll take the bet."

"Good girl."

"So I am guessing you will not tell what I will get when my husband cheats and divorces me."

"Not a chance sweet thing." Rae said with a wink

Later that night Treasure was sitting at the kitchen counter writing out her list of ways to make her husband cheat and get out this marriage once and for all.

Eliminate all sexual contact.

Start being bitchy.

Accuse him of cheating non-stop.

Be absent when he's around.

Hire a cute young maid or gardener.

And lastly but not least change everything about myself, which he won't like.

If she could she would him herself but her mother won't let that happen. Marriage is so fucking hard, and especially with someone you are not compatible with. Hopefully his potentional other woman will take him off her hands.