Chris pulls up to Jeremy's villa, it's Sunday afternoon, Jeremy has invited him over to watch his old baseball team play. He notices Paul's car already parked, next to it is Vivienne's bike. A couple more cars are parked on the grounds, although Chris figures most of them are Jeremy's own cars. Jeremy has a pretty nice villa with plenty of parking spots on the grounds, although it is still significantly smaller than Chris's own home. Chris parks his car and grabs the bottle of Glen Garioch whiskey, it was around a thousand dollars, a great drink for a special occasion.
Chris gets out of his car and rings the doorbell. Jeremy opens the door, he's wearing his old baseball jersey.
"Chris! Welcome, the other's are already inside." Jeremy cheerfully greets him.
"Hey Jeremy, thanks for the invite. I brought you a bottle of Whiskey." Chris cordially greets him.
Jeremy whistles through his teeth. "That is not a cheap bottle!" He remarks. "However, don't be so formal, this isn't one of your business meetings."
Chris laughs "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Meeting you in a suit just feels a bit different than butt naked."
"Then let's get you into something other than that suit, I'll get you a baseball jersey! We should get you into the baseball mood."
"Oh I'm getting to wear a jersey of the great Jeremy Lankton. I feel honored." Chris jokes at him as they walk inside.
Jeremy Laughs "Yeah, yeah, cut the jokes. Although, just for the record, there are a lot of fans who would kill to wear one of my game jersey's"
Chris laughs as Jeremy walks upstairs to get him a Jersey. He walks into the living room. As he enters, he notices everyone present. On a gray couch Paul and Dwayne are having a conversation, to the side Vivienne is silently laying on a brown leather massage chair enjoying its perks. Finally the twins, Dahlia and Olivia are running up to him. To his surprise, the twins are both just wearing a white apron, their petite frames clearly visible underneath it, their hard nipples visibly contoured in the thin fabric.
"Good afternoon Master Chris." The twins greet him like they are servants.
"It's not the club girls, just Chris will do." Chris chuckles.
The girls giggle, "We enjoy being in our roles, since everyone here is from the club, we thought it's fun to assume our roles as servants." Dahlia explains.
"So if you have any requests, just ask us, Master Chris." Olivia adds in a submissive voice.
"Master Jeremy even permitted us to suck some cock if you would like us too." Dahlia adds in a naughty tone.
"No, that won't be necessary. Outside the club I can only play with permission. However, can you bring this whiskey to the kitchen, I brought it so we can all enjoy it together." Chris answers with a smile.
"Of course sir, we will take care of it." Olivia politely answers him.
As the 2 girls dart towards the kitchen Chris takes a quick glance at their firm bare butts. He smiles as he walks towards the rest of the group.
"Good afternoon everyone." Chris greets them.
"Hey Chris, we only met once before but happy you could join us." Dwayne greets him while reaching out his hand.
Chris cordially shakes his hand "Yeah I remember, we talked at the club. Pleasure to be here." He politely answers.
"So, are you ready for the game?" Paul now chimes in.
Before Chris could answer Paul, Jeremy walks into the room holding a baseball jersey. "No, he's not ready yet." Jeremy says with a smile as he throws a baseball jersey towards Chris. "Put this on, it fits the occasion better than that suit you are wearing." He laughs.
Chris laughs as he puts on the jersey. "So Vivienne, aren't you going to say anything for the rest of the evening." He addresses the final person in the room.
"Oh shut up, let me enjoy this. I never want to get out of this chair." She answers in a blissful voice.
"Well, at least now I know what to get you for your birthday." Chris smiles.
Vivienne laughs, "Like a chair like this would even fit in my apartment, life isn't fair sometimes." She answers a bit disgruntled.
At that moment the twins get back from the kitchen, carrying a glass of whiskey for everyone, addressing everyone politely.
"This is for you, Mistress Vivienne." Dahlia politely addresses Vivienne as she hands her a glass of whiskey.
"Mistress? Oh I like the sound of that. Now I get why you guys all like the club so much." Vivienne laughs.
"So? What do you think of the game today? Faith your team will pull through?" Paul asks Jeremy.
"Of course!" Jeremy responds passionately. "I know the team isn't doing great but they will get it together. They are going to pull through, I just know it!" Jeremy's love for his old club is clearly shining through.
Chris laughs "I'm sorry Jeremy, but let's be realistic. Your team is having a terrible season and they are up against the leaders of the table. There is just no way they are going to win today." Chris says nearly apologetic.
"You just need to have faith Chris! This is the match they turn it around." Jeremy yells.
"I'm sorry, Jeremy, but I'm with Chris on this one. There is just no way." Pauls backs up Chris.
"Hahaha, well I agree with Jeremy. Sports is about believing in your team!" Dwayne sides with Jeremy.
"Oh come on guys. This isn't a fairy tale where the underdogs pull out miracles." Chris tries to reason with Jeremy and Dwayne. "Be realistic."
Jeremy grins. "Well if you are so sure, then let's bet on it, Chris!"
"You're on! What are we betting for? I mean a bet for money wouldn't mean that much to either of us." Chris responds.
"Oh come on!" Vivienne suddenly yells. "Can you rub your money in my face even more? Some people still have to work hard to afford a small apartment, you know."
"Oh, you're right, I'm sorry Vivienne. That was a bit of an arrogant thing to say. I apologize." Chris quickly apologizes to Vivienne.
Vivienne sighs, "It's alright, kind off what I get for surrounding myself with you rich assholes." She insults them playfully. "However, how about this for your bet? Whoever loses the bet, has to take my barshift at the club next Tuesday from 6 PM till 1 AM. And the winner gets to play with me during that period."
Jeremy and Chris look surprised at Vivienne and then at each other. Both grin "It's a bet!" they yell out as they shake hands on it.
Vivienne grins, "Great, someone to take my barshift and I will get a good fucking. I win either way."
Dwayne and Paul laugh as Jeremy and Chris realize Vivienne played them. With a grin Vivienne lowers herself back into the massage chair and closes her eyes enjoying the luxury chair.
The group laughs and jokes. During the match there's a lot of screaming involved, mostly from Jeremy. As his team tanks the game his mood grows a bit sour and he drinks a tad bit too much, the rest of the group keeps to 1 or 2 glasses as they still have to drive home. Of course Chris wins the bet they have made. The twins dart around in their aprons occasionally flashing their tits and pussy at the group.
At the end of the evening a drunk and horny Jeremy is directed towards his bed by the twins as the others are leaving, still quite sober since they all have to drive. It was a fun night nonetheless. Chris chuckles as he gets in his car thinking about Tuesday already. Having won the bet means he gets an entire evening to play with Vivienne, he is wondering if he should bring Silvia and/or Jennifer along with him that day. With a big smile he drives home.