Now that school is out and all of the college kids are back home for vacation, my thoughts often return to my own time in school and the memories always make me crack a smile. Anyone who has ever been in a fraternity or a sorority usually has at least ONE crazy story to tell and being at a bar after work the other night, and hearing my work friends "one up" themselves with tales of their antics, I began to reminisce about all the crazy things me and my fraternity brothers did during college.
One of the craziest, and also most embarrassing, things I have ever done is when two of my roommates and myself foolishly made, and then spectacularly lost, a humiliating bet with with our "sister" sorority Phi Omega Delta.
That house was famous on campus as being the sorority with perhaps the hottest looking coeds of any of the other sororities and many a frat boy spent many an hour trying to woo the sisters, usually without much success. To this day my crotch gets tingly remembering back on those gorgeous young women and many of them have "starred" in quite a few erotic dreams of mine over the many years that have passed since.
The bet in question began when Steve, my roommate, our friend and other roommate Bill and myself were put in charge of the annual charity fundraiser for our frat. Being natural bullshit artists, we eagerly volunteered and all of the brothers knew we would make them proud and out raise the total from the year before. While we were at a local watering hole going over plans for the fundraiser, Sherry, one of the girls from Phi Omega Delta, recognized us and joined us for drinks. When she sat down at our table we were of course thrilled.
She was one extremely hot woman and every male eye in the bar was burning into us with envy as they watched to see if we got lucky, or shot down, all wanting to take a swing at bat. Always wearing T-shirts that were a bit too tight so as to perfectly present her firm 38DD's for all to admire, she was a walking wet dream. Her little sister was friend's with Bill's younger sister so she was somewhat acquainted with us, and being a sister sorority, their house was on good terms with ours.
Needless to say, all three of us were quite attentive to her and when her two equally delicious roommates, Sheila and Debbie, joined us we were in heaven.
Over the course of far too many beers, and many cheesy seduction attempts on our part, we finally started to talk like normal guys and to our surprise the girls were far more receptive to our charms. As we chatted, it turned out that these three, like us, were in charge of their house's charity fundraiser and suddenly the conversation turned to this mutual common interest.
Consuming even MORE beer, we all got rowdier and rowdier as we laughed and joked about which house would raise more money. The girl's were surprisingly expert in the fine art of "shit talking" and eventually their taunts about the superiority of women over men started to wear thin, regardless of how hot they were.
Finally after much cajoling back and forth, Bill pounded on the table and smiled.
"Ok girls, you have been going ON and ON all night about how you are going to skunk us in fundraising, so, just how confident ARE you? Are you all WOMAN enough to make a friendly wager on the outcome?"
Sensing where this was headed, I kicked Steve under the table and tried to get him to shut Bill up. We were finally breaking the ice with these hotties, and if we played our cards right there was no reason not to think we might ALL get lucky. Some cheesy BET by Bill was sure to blow a sure thing. Curiously though, the girls looked intrigued as Bill talked and since he had NOT consulted with us before he made his announcement we were just as to what he was going to propose.
With a smirk on his face he suggested that whichever team lost would have to streak by the winner's house to show their humility at being out raised. Steve and I laughed and did not think this was serious but when the girls seemed not only amused by this, but willing to take the bet, we BOTH grew very interested. The erotic images playing in our minds of these three beauties naked and running before our hungry eyes had us all instantly tenting our jeans. I was cautious though, as I was sure the girl's would back out but all of our hopes soared when they surprisingly accepted the bet.
Now that the image of them naked had been put into our minds, we no longer were thinking straight. If we had, we would have balked when they suggested that since they had more to lose our stakes should be higher. I guess we were so drunk and horny the fallacy of this reasoning was not apparent but we were so arrogant and convinced of our assured victory we nodded yes to every demand they made.
The modifications to the bet were they still agreed that if we won they would streak BUT if they won, we would have to accompany them to a very private and secluded nude beach and be their servants for the entire day. They would keep their bikinis on but we would be naked, and at their entire beck and call for one entire day.
Retrospect always being 20/20 this bet seems very lopsided now, but being horny frat boys we were positive that we would easily win and get to see their lovely tits jiggling and bouncing as they ran for our erotic amusement. With all parties now shaking hands, the girls left and we three went back to drinking, the prospects of stripping the three hotties now dominating the conversation. The Fundraiser was scheduled for the next weekend, and we all were very confident and completely horny at the erotic possibilities to come.
On the Monday after the dueling fundraisers we all met back at the same bar to compare totals agreeing that the receipt totals would determine the winner. Bill was beaming as the leaf raking raffle we had organized had raised well over $500 dollars and we had beat the amount we had raised the year before. Grinning widely we all were laughing and joking about how much we were going to enjoy our delightful show from the girls when they showed up.
