Ever since my wife, Kay and I, moved to Las Vegas, we seem to be betting on everything. Luckily, the bets are just between us, not the casinos. We've been happily, and faithfully, married for six years. Kay is a branch manager at a local bank, and I'm a finance manager at a local car dealership. We're an attractive couple; I'm 6 ft 1 weighing 210 with brown hair and eyes, while Kay is 5 ft 6 in, and weighs 120. She has shoulder length curly black hair, and the most amazing green eyes I have ever seen. At 38 years old, Kay's figure is fantastic, 38D-25-36, with Areola's bigger than silver dollars, and nipples that when aroused stick out around ½ inch. Kay is a bit of a sun worshiper, so she always has a good tan, being quite shy she always wears a fairly modest bikini, so her tanning leaves some definite tan lines.
Kay was raised in a very devout Baptist family, so she wasn't overly experienced sexually when we met. Even after 6 years of marriage, our sex live is still once or twice a week, missionary with the occasional doggie style action. Oral sex has never been her thing, so her feeble blow-jobs are saved for special occasions.
In 2010 when the Saints won the Superbowl, Kate won that one, and I ended up doing all of the house work for the week. So for this years Superbowl bet, I decided to up the Ante. The winner this year gets to have the looser do their bidding for an entire month. Kay took the Steelers, while I had the Packers, so we all know who won this one. After the game I gave Kay a big kiss and told her that I would collect my winnings next month.
I knew right away what I would have Kay do for the month; she was going to be my slut the entire month of March.
When the 1st came around, I had the day off, so when Kay left to work in her usual business attire (slacks, blouse, jacket and modest pumps), I went through her dresser and closet. I boxed up all of her clothes and took them to a storage unit I had rented. Then I went shopping for her first week's clothes. I know all of her sizes so shopping was easy, I came home with 3 short skirts, 2 tight sheer blouses, 2 tight fitting short dresses, 3 pairs of nylons, two pairs of fishnets, an assortment of garter belts, and three pairs of 6 inch stilettos (black, red, and brown). Next I went to a local adult store and bought a 12 inch dildo for Kay's pleasure.
When Kay arrived home I gave her a big kiss, stuffing my tongue as far down her throat as I could.
When we broke our kiss she exclaimed "I guess you're happy to see me, what do you have in mind for your reward from our little bet?"
I told her "You have no idea how happy I am that you're home, and as for my reward, you'll find out soon enough. Go ahead, take a shower and do your make-up, we're going out tonight. Just drop your clothes at the bathroom door; I'll toss them in the laundry room. I picked out an outfit for you to wear; it's laid out on the bed. "
The outfit I had picked out for tonight was a skin tight, red mini-dress, with a plunging neckline, almost to the waist (this should really show off Kay's great tits), red garter belt, black fishnets and the red 6 inch stilettos.
While Kay was showering, I gathered up her clothes from today and dumped them in the trash, it would be the last time I ever saw that boring outfit again, trash day was tomorrow, and the clothes would be gone before she knew it.
When Kay emerged from the bathroom after her shower and make-up, I heard an audible gasp, and she called out "You can't be serious, I can't wear THAT out in public!"
I entered the bedroom and told her "You can, and you will. A bet is a bet. You are going to be my SLUT for the month, you'll do as I say, dress as I say and behave as I say until April!"
Kay pleaded "Jim, please, you have got to be kidding. Anything but this, let's be reasonable."
I told her "You should have thought of the possibilities before you accepted the bet, now get dressed, if you value our relationship you'll do as I say."
Kay finally accepted that she had to pay up, so she started to get dressed, when she saw that her outfit had no bra or panties she went to her dresser to get some, finding the dresser empty she called out "Hey, you forgot my underwear, and where did all of my old things go?"
I replied "I didn't forget anything, you won't need any underwear this month, and to remove temptation, I hid all of your old things."
Now I stood in the doorway and watched Kay dress, she put on the garter belt and started rolling the fishnets up her gorgeous legs. Next came the stilettos, they were the kind that had the cute little strap that goes around the ankle. When she had those on, Kay looked marvelous! I couldn't wait any more, my hard on was about to explode. I told her "Hold on a second, right there. You look fantastic, but something is still missing, I know what it is. Close your eyes." Once she had her eyes closed, I opened my fly and pulled my 8 inch cock out, walked over and put it right in front of her face. I then told her "Open your eyes, and your mouth." The look on Kay's face when she was starring at my engorged cock head was precious, a mix of shock, excitement and actually I could see some desire there as well. This bet might just work out to our favor!
I rubbed my cock on her face and finally said "OK SLUT open up, it's time for a first class blow-job", she slowly opened her mouth and started to reach for my cock, but I stopped her telling her "No hands, lips and tongue only, SLUT." As I said before, Kay wasn't into oral sex, either giving or receiving. She had done it a few times but not with much enthusiasm. Tonight would be different. She tentatively reached out with her tongue and started licking around my cock head, and up and down the shaft. Next she surprised me by sticking the tip of her tongue into the slit of my cock, her eyes were tightly closed while she was doing this, so I told her "Open your eyes, and look at me while you eat me you SLUT", and she immediately did, her eyes were wide open and starring deeply into mine. She actually seemed to be getting into this.
Now she started to form a pretty little "O" out of her lips, and slowly started taking my cock into her mouth. Kay, gradually had a couple of inches in, when I grabbed the back of her head, and started feeding more and more of my cock down her throat. I could see a look of panic on her face so I stopped with about 4 inches in, and told her "Relax, just relax. If you're tense it will just be harder for you." She started to calm down, so I resumed feeding my cock to her. Although she did gag a few times, Kay was eventually successful in taking all 8 inches of meat down her throat. I slowly pulled out until just the head was in her mouth, she gasped for air, and I slid all the way back in again. I did this a couple more times, and then pulled all the way out.
I decided that I had Kay dressed like a slut, and starting to act like a slut, now was time for her to talk like a slut. For our entire married life we never "Fucked" or had "Sex", we always "Made Love". Kay was totally unable to even talk dirty, this was about to change.