When I met my wife we had a lot in common. Same interest in movies, we both liked to compete in athletics, same music, etc. What we didn't have in common was the college football team we cheered for. While we both grew up in the same city, she was a Michigan fan and I always loved Ohio State. Since we both are pretty intense fans, we generally stay away from each other when the game is on.
The first year we dated was the first year Jim Tressle was the head coach. He had announced earlier in the year how important it was to beat Michigan, and despite a sub-par year I pushed the issue (even though Michigan was ranked at the time). All week long I bothered her about the game and it got a little irritating to her. At one point I said, "If Ohio State beats Michigan, you should have to give me a blow job."
"Fine!" was her answer, as she was tired of dealing with it.
The big game came and I, of course, sent her a text after the game reminding her of her obligation. She never responded and I just pretty much assumed she was pissed off and was never going to follow through. I was pleasantly surprised that night when she proceeded to initiate sex with me and finished me off with a pretty great blow job. Nothing was ever said about the bet as I was too high from the victory and didn't want to rub it in.
The following season the Buckeyes were undefeated going into the game and I was pretty excited during the season. They won in overtime the week before and she was very good not to egg me on that week. She knew from dating me that I had suffered through a lot of disappointing seasons where the Buckeyes fell short. The Buckeyes won 14 -- 9 that night and I was shocked to find myself getting a great blowjob again that night. "So, is this going to be a regular thing? If so, you had better invest in some OSU kneepads," I said rather cockily.
In 2003 we were newlyweds and both teams were ranked. As the BIG GAME approached I mentioned something about my blow job. She responded with "That is fine, but if Michigan wins, I get what I want."
When I inquired what that was, I kept getting a response of "You'll see."
This had me a tad concerned and unfortunately the Buckeyes lost. Her request was for me to take her to a fancy hotel with a hot-tub, nice robes, etc. and that I would have to "return the favor" when she was relaxed and feeling good. After taking care of her needs, I was unfortunately in the situation of having blue balls and having to take care of myself that evening. I think she got just as much pleasure in that.
Over the next several years we basically had this same running bet and I was on the winning end of it 7 straight years. Neither of us escalated the bet with the exception of 2006 when they were ranked 1 and 2 in the country. At that point, feeling rather confident, I brought up the fact that if I was going to spend money on a great hotel room, the least she could do is buy something nice for my blowjob. When she asked what I wanted, I naturally responded with "An OSU Cheerleader outfit." I will give her credit, that weekend she got an outfit on line and she did it up right. The day the package arrived I came home to her dressed in the outfit with her hair done up right, makeup and everything. She looked like a college cheerleader. To top it off, for the first time in our relationship, she actually did a role play. She pretended to be the cheerleader assigned to take care of the star player after winning the big game. Without a doubt it was the best blowjob of my life, which was something to say considering we had been married for a couple of years and had a kid by then.
In 2011 she got a little daring and raised the stakes. It started with her saying that I had to wear a Michigan tie to work, but then progressed with me having to be a Michigan player who got to score with the OSU Quarterback's girlfriend. Once again it was role play with her acting like the total slut and badmouthing her "boyfriend." She had never acted like a total slut in bed, until then, so while I didn't get a blowjob for winning, I had a great time.
So, 2014 came around and with the game being on after Thanksgiving, we went out the night before for drinks. We met a friend of hers and her boyfriend. Over the course of the evening the football game came up and eventually, the running bet.
Probably because they were newly dating and attractive, they got involved in the play and goaded us on to escalate the bet. As drinks were consumed and inhibitions dropped, the topic became a 3-some to the winner. If OSU won, my wife would have to arrange a threesome with another lady, and if UM won, I would have to find another guy for a 3-some. I have to admit, the talks of fooling around while dealing with this other couple turned me on a bit. At some point I must have flirted with her lady friend because she mentioned it when I we were home alone that night. In all honesty, I was attracted to her friend. While my wife has kept in shape, her friend has been single all of these years and would be an honest to god MILF if she ever had any kids. Instead she is one of those single women who enjoy getting guys to buy her free drinks all the time. A sexy strawberry blonde/ almost redhead, she dressed like a sexy business woman with silk blouses and lingerie underneath. As hot as she was, I think her boyfriend was hoping that he would be chosen if Michigan happened to win. He certainly seemed to be cheering for Michigan.
With the game having so much meaning I headed to the local sports bar for the game. Because the Buckeyes had national title hopes on the line I never gave the bet much thought that day -- I was more interested in having a few beers and winning the game. Somehow the Buckeyes squeaked it out and were in position for the Big 10 Championship game. My wife texted me shortly after the game and said, "Congrats" and asked when I would be home.
When I got home that night I could tell she was upstairs in our bedroom so I headed up. As I was walking in I could see she was in the OSU cheerleader outfit -- she still looked GREAT in that -- and I said, "I am glad you didn't take what we were talking about last night seriously. As horny as the conversation got me, I doubt I could ever do a 3-some with you and another guy and I don't think -- "
At this point she cut me off by putting her finger to my lips and shocking the hell out of me. She says, "I'm Buffy, the head cheerleader and we have a running agreement with the Michigan cheerleaders over the football game. In the spirt of 'The Game,' the star player gets to have his way with the 'HEAD' cheerleader from each squad. It is something that has been passed down from year to year and you are this year's winner, or rather we are."