We had nothing better to do, so we pulled into the sports bar for a drink. I don't know why we picked this spot as we have never been here before. My wife and I were only twenty two years old, and hadn't been to many bars yet, so this was a new experience for us. We gawked at the people, and they gawked at us. It was a friendly place where everyone smiled and laughed, making us feel comfortable. They could see how gorgeous my wife was, even though we were not dressed to impress. It was a casual night for us, so we both wore jeans and sweaters, and she kept her long blond hair tied up on top of her head.
We were already getting tipsy after only two drinks, and started rooting for the teams on TV. The game we were watching was Chargers and Raiders, I think. We don't follow sports much, and so we didn't have a favorite team. She rooted for the Raiders, because she thought they had cute butts, and I backed the Chargers because I thought they had cute cheerleaders. At half time, the game was tied, and we debated on who would win.
"OK, let's bet!" she said.
"OK, what are the stakes?" I asked, hoping this would lead to something sexual.
"Um....if I win, you take me out to eat." she replied.
"And if I win?" I waited for her response.
"Uh...what do you want, IF you win?"
"Uh...how about a blow job?" I smiled and winked at her.
"OK, deal, but the winner collects before we go home!" she said with a devilish grin.
We never rooted so hard before. Every time her team would make a good play, she jump up and down. I couldn't help noticing her large breasts bouncing under that sweater. Of course, neither could half the guys in the bar. As I watched these guys watch my wife, I got more and more turned on. As the third quarter ended, I asked her if we could change the bet.
"Afraid your team will lose?" she teased.
"No, actually I was thinking more along the lines of raising the stakes."
"Sure, name it!" the drinks had made her more confident that she would win.
"OK, if, no, I mean when I win, you will swallow a big load of cum."
"I thought we already decided that." she said, staring at the TV.
"No, I mean you will give a blow job, but not necessarily to me." I looked for her reaction.
"You want me to suck off another guy?" she was now looking at me. "Who?" I couldn't tell if she was angry, confused, or secretly excited, as she returned her gaze to the screen.
"I don't know yet, but I'll pick someone." I whispered as I glanced around the room at all the virile young men. "Unless you're chicken." I added. Her eyes never left the set, as she pondered for what seemed like an eternity.
"OK." she said meekly "But only because I would do anything for you."
I don't know what excited me more, the thought of her doing another guy, or just the fact that she is totally devoted to me. Either way I was hard and nervous.
With only two minutes left in the game, the outcome was obvious. My team was up by two touchdowns, there was no way her team could win. Up until the final moment, she cheered her team on, resigned to the fact that she would be sucking cock tonight. As the game ended, much of the crowd left, including many of the eligible young men.
"Come on, let's go!" I told her as an ice hockey game started on the wide screen. Not a word was said as we walked to the car, and climbed in.
"Well, I'm ready to pay up, so what do we do?" she asked as she buckled her seat belt.
"I'm not sure yet, just start driving." I was at a loss as to what I should do, as she started the car and pulled onto the street. We drove around aimlessly, not saying much of anything to each other, when she suddenly pulled over.
"Tell you what." she said as she pulled up the parking brake and shut the engine off. "How about if I give you a blow job right here, right now, as partial payment, and you can have more time to plan the rest of my payment." She had already undid her seat belt and was caressing my cock through my jeans.
"You're just trying to get out of paying me, aren't you?" I joked, as I contemplated the possibilities.
"You know I love you more than anything, and will do whatever it takes to make you happy." she cooed as she rolled my zipper down. "You are the only guy I have ever been with, so, yes, I am a bit nervous about it, but I'm yours forever, and if I have to suck and fuck a million other guys, I would do it in a heartbeat...for you." I don't remember mentioning the word 'fuck' in our agreement, but the thought was mind numbing. So was her warm mouth as it descended down my shaft, her tongue dancing over every nerve. She squirmed around, trying to get comfortable, but her lips never left my throbbing cock. I reclined my seat and scrunched my eyes shut trying to prolong this fantastic feeling. I could feel my balls aching for release as she bobbed her head up and down. It was intense, like being struck by lightning, my body shook, bright lights bounced around inside my head, then it was over.
The silence was deafening as we stood there hand in hand. It was as if we or I was in a dream. We were standing naked, but I could not tell where we were. A man approached us. Maybe he would be the one I envisioned my wife with.
"Hello, welcome." was all he said. My wife and I looked at each other, but she was the first to speak.
"Where are we?" she said softly. "I want to go home." she said to me.
"You are home." the man said. We looked around, but couldn't make out any familiar objects.
"Come on! let's get out of here!" my wife said as she tried to turn, but didn't move. "I can't move my feet!" she cried. I tried, but couldn't move either.
"What the heck is going on here?" I demanded. The man didn't say a thing, but turned and looked upward. It looked like a wide screen TV, but the image was from space. It was black except for the multitude of stars that twinkled. The camera appeared to be traveling through space, heading towards an orb in the center of the screen. As it got closer, we could tell it was earth.
"Hey, I think I've seen this before." I said, thinking I recognized the movie. The camera kept getting closer as the United States appeared, then our town.
"Wow, these special effects are great!" I said, in awe of what I was seeing. But then the camera stopped thirty feet from the ground. We stared in disbelief as we looked at the top of our car.
