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The house felt empty the second she left at 6:00 p.m. The Christmas tree lights blinked slowly in the corner. Amelia had paused in the doorway, white cashmere sweater clinging to her breasts, nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric. Black leather pants hugged her hips and ass, zipper glinting low on her waist. She gave me that look, innocent and teasing at the same time.
“I’m only going because Michelle invited me,” she said softly. “Just a few friends at her place. Robbie will be there with Mia. He’ll ignore me like always. Nothing’s going to happen.” I kissed her forehead, breathed in her perfume, held her waist. “You look irresistible. Have fun.”
She smiled, shy and playful, cheeks pink. “Don’t wait up.” Then she was gone.
Before she left, we’d talked about the game again. She always got nervous about these parties, convinced no one would notice her. I told her the same thing I always do: if someone does, I’ll pay her for every step she lets them take. $100 for touching his bare cock. $300 for taking him in her mouth. $500 if he makes her come on his fingers or tongue. $1,000 if he fucks her raw and fills her. She laughed it off, said it would never happen, but her eyes lit up at the challenge. She’s competitive as hell. The money is just the excuse she needs to push past her fear.
I sat on the couch, phone in hand. The silence was heavy. My mind went straight to her in that outfit, the sweater pulling tight when she moved, the leather shining under the lights. Robbie. The guy who’d fucked her twice years ago. The bonus game we’d talked about earlier, her reluctant agreement, made my cock twitch.
6:30 p.m.Amelia: Here. Michelle’s house looks like a magazine. Everyone’s chatting. Robbie said hi. Mia was right next to him. Amy’s already on her second glass of wine.
7:10 p.m.Amelia: Michelle’s tree is ridiculous. Three different color schemes. Micah’s telling the same story about his boat trip. Robbie walked by, didn’t say a word.
8:00 p.m.Amelia: Talking to Amy about her trip to Aspen. Robbie came in for a drink. I bent to grab a napkin and my ass brushed right against his cock. He didn’t move. I could feel him, soft but plump and big. You owe me $100. My breath caught. She’d felt him through the jeans, pressed back enough to know exactly how thick he was. I stroked myself slowly through my pants. I texted: “Only counts if you touch skin. Bare cock for the $100.”
8:05 p.m.Amelia: Seriously? I pressed my ass right against his cock and felt him getting hard. That’s not enough? You’re being ridiculous. Fine, whatever.
Silence for forty minutes.
8:45 p.m.Amelia: Michelle, Amy, and I were talking about the guys. Amy said Tim hasn’t touched her in weeks, that he just falls asleep after work. Michelle said she’s been using a new vibrator and it makes her come so hard she has to bite the pillow. I just listened. Robbie was nearby and smiling so Big.
9:30 p.m.Amelia: I’m in the hallway now. Quiet here. Robbie just walked by again.
10:00 p.m.Amelia: I asked him to get me a glass of wine. When he handed it to me, I squeezed his bicep and looked up at him with doe eyes. He stared back. Then Mia called him from the other room. He had to go.
10:45 p.m.Amelia: Back with the girls. Amy was whispering about how Tim took her from behind last night. Said she came twice before he even finished. Michelle laughed and said she’s been letting a guy tie her up lately, blindfold her. Then she asked Mia if she and Robbie have ever had a threesome. Mia turned bright red and changed the subject. I’m blushing just listening.
11:30 p.m.Amelia: Robbie came back. We were alone again. You owe me $100.
$100. She’d touched him bare. I stroked faster.
11:45 p.m.Amelia: I’m still shaking. I sucked him. Got him so hard he was dripping. I didn’t let him finish in my mouth. He had to stop. Mia was calling again. He’s gone now. Said he had to get back to her. You owe me $300.
$300. She’d sucked him, worked him until he leaked, then pulled off.
12:15 a.m.Amelia: He came back again. We were alone in the hallway. He was so hard still. You owe me $500.
$500. He’d made her come.
12:25 a.m.Amelia: I’m still shaking. He fingered me. Two fingers inside me, curling. I came so hard I had to cover my mouth. He’s gone again. Said he had to get back to Mia.
Silence for forty minutes.
1:05 a.m.Amelia: Mia just said she was out of wine and needed to run to the Indian store across town that stays open late. Robbie handed her some cash and said he’d stay here with the rest of us. Michelle said she’d go with Mia to keep her company. They left together. Robbie slipped back inside and said “come upstairs.” You owe me $1k. I’ll tell you when I get home.
1:20 a.m.Amelia: You owe me $1k.
1:25 a.m.Amelia: Mia texted Robbie during to ask if he needed anything. He was still fucking me. He froze for a second. I was biting my lip. He said no and started moving again. Slow. Deep. I’m getting dressed now.
1:30 a.m.Amelia: He came inside me. So much. I’m shaking. Mia texted again. He said he’s fine. They’re on their way back. I’m coming downstairs now.
1:45 a.m.The door opened quietly. Amelia slipped inside, coat over one arm, hair mussed. Her cheeks were flushed, lips swollen. Leather pants zipped but creased at the crotch, sweater clinging damply. She leaned against the door, eyes glassy, breath shallow. She walked to me. I took her hand, led her to the couch. She lay back. I peeled the sweater up, kissed her stomach, tugged the leather pants down. Her folds were swollen, glistening, leaking his thick cum. I spread her and licked, slow strokes, tasting him mixed with her. She trembled.
“He came inside me,” she whispered, voice soft and prissy, reluctant, but hips lifting toward my mouth. “Deep. So much I can still feel it leaking out. I didn’t think he’d want me again. But he did. He took me upstairs while they were gone. Bent me over the bed, pushed in raw. I was so wet. He told me he’s never stopped thinking about me. Then he asked if you fuck me this good. It made me so hot, but I felt so embarrassed. I couldn’t answer. He’s much bigger than you. I forgot how good he makes me come. Mia texted him while he was still inside me. He froze for a second. I was terrified. Then he kept going. He finished inside me. Filled me a lot, it was hard to get dressed and keep it in.”
I groaned against her, tongue delving deeper.
I rose, freed my cock, slid into her. Slow, deep, feeling how loose and slick she was from him. She gasped, nails raking my back as I thrust, the wet sound of us filling the room. “I cucked you with him again,” she murmured, voice shaky, hips grinding up. “No one knows you know. Robbie doesn’t suspect a thing. Mia has no idea how close she came.”
She came apart beneath me. Soft moans turning to cries. Her walls clenching as I filled her, mixing with his.
She stayed wrapped around me, breathing hard.
“Good girl,” I said against her skin. She smiled, small and shy. “Worth every penny?”