Since the night of the "payoff", I can't even remember what the bet was about! It's all I've been thinking about since that night. Originally, the payoff was for Lisa Anne to dress up to my liking and go out to a local bar with me. As to be expected, I picked out the sexiest outfit for her to wear. Lisa Anne at first protested to my clothing selection, but conceded when I reminded her how she had lost and had to pay up or never live it down. She reluctantly agreed and went into the bedroom to get ready.
My cock sprang up when I saw my sweet wife wearing the shear tight form fitting sweater, black tapered skirt with a slit on the side that hugged her hips and ass, shiny black stiletto heels with ankle straps and a black velvet choker around her neck. The final touch that completed her slut look was the red lipstick on her pouty Liv Tyler lips. When she complained that she couldn't find the underclothes, I told her there were none. I wanted her "available" throughout the evening.
Lisa Anne's only request was that we not go to any place where she might be recognized. That prompted me to suggest that to further disguise her, she wear the black wig she had worn once as part of a Halloween costume to hide her blonde hair.
My hard cock raged as I looked at the woman in front of me! The fabric of the sweater showed the fullness and roundness of her tits. Her gum drop nipples deliciously protruded and the ample cleavage showed as well. The stiletto heels added 4 inches to her 5'4" frame and caused her ass to bubble out. I had to struggle not to cum in my pants as I surveyed her. The struggle only intensified my hunger and anticipation.
To relax Lisa Anne I poured her a double shot of Hennessy. Since I was the one who was going to drive, I refrained from drinking. Although, I was already drunk with lust as it was; to the point we almost didn't make it out. Unsure as to where to take her, we just drove. Glancing at Lisa Anne as I drove I could tell she was getting more and more into the "payoff".
As we drove, her short skirt had risen and showed her delicious thighs. I reached over and placed my right hand on the inside of her left thigh, inching my fingers towards her pussy as we talked. Lisa Anne enjoying what I was doing leaned back and spread her thighs slightly, her blonde pussy hair now visible. The Hennessy apparently had done its magic! Lisa Anne took my hand and pushed it against her pussy. I could feel her warm moisture; the musky scent of hot pussy filled the car.
With all that was going on, I hadn't realized that we had driven two towns over. Spotting a Holiday Inn, I pulled into the parking lot near the bar. I figured that with how things were heating up, we would probably be better off getting a room nearby. Plus, I intended to drink as well.
As we walked in the bar, several men (and women) looked at us. Actually it was more like they looked at Lisa Anne. The crowd looked like a good mix of people; young, old, different walks of life, shapes and sizes. It was easy to get into the beat of the music and the room. I ordered us around of double shots of Hennessy. To my surprise Lisa Anne downed hers quickly and ordered another! She leaned towards me and whispered how I was going to get what I wanted and then some. I asked he what she meant by that, but she just laughed out loud and said she wanted to dance. Knowing that I don't dance she asked if it was ok if she mingled on to the dance floor by herself. I told her that was fine and enjoy.
My cock hardened again, as I saw her walk away into the crowded dance floor. She looked fantastic. That ass! Oh, man! Shit! The whole package! I was one lucky guy! Lisa Anne danced by herself for awhile. I could see I wasn't the only one enjoying the view. There was a group of guys who had spotted her as well and were pointing to her.