My wife and I have always had a healthy sexual relationship. We never felt the need to stray, though we were open-minded about sex. We also like to discuss the subject of sex with each other and sometimes get into arguments about it. We each thought the other sex had it easier when it came to seducing a partner. This was the source of our disagreement that led to our little bet.
"Men definitely have it easier. You walk into a bar, pick up a slutty girl, go to a motel, fuck her brains out, and leave," she said to me. I replied, "Most men will have sex with just about anything female. You flash a little thigh and you will have ten guys drooling over you."
"That would never happen and you know it. I never had boyfriends until you came around," she retorted. I hugged her and squeezed her ass. "Wanna bet?"
She smiled and said, "Sure, but how are we going to prove it? I don't exactly have a bunch of test women to do a scientific test." I replied," I did not mean bet that women have it easier, but we can make it so. I meant YOU would have guys drooling over you."
First, we decided what each of us wanted from the bet. She said that if she won, we would have a baby. I had been trying to delay the inevitable, but I decided to let her have that as her prize. I told her she would have to be my sex slave for an entire week and do whatever I asked. Then we had to set the rules. This proved more difficult.
We decided that it would be her and I performing the test. We both agreed that we both had to genuinely try to succeed. Since we did not want to feel uncomfortable, neither of us would be required to actually have sexual intercourse with the targets, but only perform a sexual act. Giving a hand job or oral sex both counted. Getting felt up did not count. We would keep track of our own score and be honest about it. Since this required us to perform sexual acts with other people, we decided that for this set time period, we would pretend we were not married. That way we would not feel like we were cheating on each other. We also agreed that condoms should be used for obvious reasons. After settling on the rules, we had to work out the details.
We picked a Saturday evening. The goal was to commit a sexual act with the most members of the opposite sex as possible from 10pm to 4am. We rented two side-by-side motel rooms next to the club where the bet was going to take place. We also both kept our cell phones on in case of emergency. When we were getting settled in, I noticed that the walls were paper thin. I would be able to hear anything going on in her room.
On the chosen night, we had dinner and a few drinks together. At about 9pm, we went into our respective rooms and got dressed. We both dressed to kill. My wife came out wearing a sensuous black dress that came down to mid-thigh. I could tell she was not wearing a bra or any panties. I thought I might take a peek in her room part way through the evening to see if she actually was going through with the bet. We made sure we each had some condoms and then went to the club separately.
I entered to see my wife already dancing with a guy. I sat down and ordered a drink. I looked for a girl to try to talk with. A young woman passed my table and tripped. I got up swiftly and caught her. She thanked me and I asked her for a dance. She said she was waiting for a couple of friends, so she would dance with me later. I looked at the dance floor just in time to see my wife leading her guy to the back bathroom. I walk back there about 5 minutes later to see the guy walking out of the men's zipping his fly. My wife soon followed. She commented that she had just sucked her way to one point. She went back to the dance floor and was immediately approached by a pair of guys. She danced with them both. I started to panic that she was going to think I did not even try. I started hitting on different girls. I finally got a bite and after dancing, I asked if she wanted to go to my room next door.
We got our stamps at the door and went to the motel. I let her in the room and we began to kiss as we sat on the bed. I noticed I heard noises coming from my wife's room. The bed was squeaking and a woman was moaning. I heard a male voice loudly say, "Damn, Kaylie, you are a slut. Brian, we should switch in a few. Her ass is so tight!"
I figured Kaylie was the name my wife was giving out as her own. My girl was becoming nervous, so I turned on some music to somewhat drone out the noises. We kissed and I helped her out of her clothes. I kissed down to her wet pussy and began licking. I had her cumming in a few minutes, but I could only help think that I just had number one when my wife was already fucking numbers two and three. After I helped my girl cum she got up, got dressed, and walked out saying she just couldn't handle the noises coming from next door. I went back to the club and found the girl who I had caught earlier. She agreed to a dance and we talked for a while on the dance floor. We necked a little during a slow song. I noticed my wife was at a table talking to three guys. She looked over and me and held up three fingers. I looked at my watch and it was already 1 am. I had picked this club because it was open until 4am.
I asked the girl I was dancing with if she wanted to go over to my room and she said she did not even know my name. I gave her my real name and she told me her name was Natalie, but all her friends called her Nat. We left and went back to the room. We kissed for a while and gradually took off each our clothes. She took the initiative, even though she started out shy. She started sucking my dick. I was thinking that if I could finish this, I would win in two ways. I would get to have sex with this sexy woman and win the bet, while keeping my dignity not being kept to a score of 1.
I brought Natalie up to a standing position and I kissed her. I played with her pussy with my fingers and kissed down to her breasts. I laid her down on the bed and got on top of her. We kissed and she pushed me over into my back. She took a condom off the nightstand and put it on my dick. She then lowered her wet pussy onto my cock and moaned. I then heard voices and the door in the next room opened. We were slowing having sex when I heard the bed start squeaking again. I figured my wife had bagged one of the men at the table.