My husband, and I, recently rented a rooftop condo for a week's vacation in Miami. We shared an outdoor patio with the neighbor with just a short fence between us. During the week I had been out on the patio several times when our neighbor was also out. He was a 30-ish black guy who obviously worked out a lot and was very easy on the eyes! However, it was also obvious that he knew that he was good-looking, and the few times I spoke to him it was clear that he was not only undressing me with his eyes, but was actually coming on to me! I found him attractive, but quite arrogant! In addition, whenever my husband would come out, on the patio, this guy would disappear, which bothered me! I mentioned to my husband about how he was coming on to me and he just laughed and said he wasn't surprised.
We also noticed that, during the week, that he often seemed to be entertaining different young white blondes! Some evenings when we were out on the patio, we could actually hear his date screaming out in obvious ecstasy! He closed all the window blinds but he always left open a small window that allowed the sounds to escape! My husband wanted us to go out, on the patio, almost every night when we returned from dinner, claiming that it was for the air, but I could tell that he got very excited whenever we heard these women! For my part, I will admit that it was erotic listening and I was impressed that he was always able to get them to be so vocal, but I was still bothered by his arrogance.
Towards the end of the week and our vacation, we decided to get dressed up and hit the town. I dressed in a red halter top without a bra and a short black skirt with a red thong. At my husband's insistence, I also wore a black garter belt and nylons. I was reluctant because the skirt was so short that, with little movement, the tops of the nylons and the garter belt clasps were visible! I thought it looked somewhat slutty, but we were on vacation, and my husband begged! To complete the look, I wore high heels that accented my long legs. I'm 5'9" tall so I have long legs that I have been told look great in heels!
As we walked to the restaurant, I quickly realized that a lot of women in Miami dress provocatively, so it allowed me to calm down and enjoy myself. We had a great dinner and then then went to a neat club for a few drinks. I could tell that a lot of guys were checking me out all evening, and even some women, which, together with the drinks, gave me a sense of pride! My husband often complains that when I go braless, I will generally hunch my shoulders in an effort to hide my nipples from protruding! Of course, he is right. I am not an exhibitionist by nature, so I'm not comfortable strutting my stuff! However, with the drinks, the Miami atmosphere and feeling proud of my looks I was consciously keeping my shoulders back and as a result my nipples were often poking out! It was out of the ordinary for me and yet fun!
While we were at the club, a few guys came up and asked me to dance. My husband told me to go ahead so I danced several times with different guys. Each time, after dancing and returning to our table, I could see that my husband was excited and would always ask if the guy had tried anything, or if I felt a hard cock! In fact, there was one black guy, I danced with, who did put his hand on my ass and pulled me right into him as we danced! I didn't say anything or stop him and, I have to admit, that it gave me a thrill feeling his good-sized hard cock between us! When I told my husband this, he got very excited and said "Okay, let's head back to our room."
As we entered our condo, my husband pushed me up against the closed door and started kissing me passionately, but then suddenly pulled away from me and went over to the patio doors and looked out. I assumed he wanted to see if our neighbor was 'entertaining' another young blonde tonight, so I went over and looked out over his shoulder. We saw that our neighbor didn't seem to have anyone over that night as the lights, on the patio, were low and everything outside was quiet.
I was horny from all the drinking and dancing and started to drag my husband to the bedroom, but he had other ideas! He got us both a glass of wine and as we toasted to good times in Miami, he reminded me of a recent bet we had made, that he had won. At the time, I had foolishly agreed to bet him that I could name more of the 50 States and their capitals than he could. I was sure that I would beat him so I agreed to his wager that the winner could have the other person do anything at all, as long as it was legal. I remember looking forward to having him to make all our meals for a week. In fact, I was even thinking of having him serve me some meals in bed. However, unbelievably, he won the bet! I'm sure that I was set up, but I did agree to the bet so there wasn't much I could say. I asked him what he wanted me to do, but he told me that he wanted to think about it and would let me know in due course. Until he reminded me in the condo, that evening, I had completely forgotten about it.
He then told me that he now wanted to collect on the bet and asked if I was ready to accept his conditions. I pride myself on standing up for my word so I cautiously agreed, thinking that he would not make me do something I was uncomfortable with. He did assure me that his conditions would not be illegal or dangerous.
He then laid out the conditions "The over-reaching condition is that you are not allowed to say 'no' or deny any request made of you or command given to you. Now, you will head out on to the patio, with your wine glass and dressed as you are. You will stay out there for 20 minutes. If our neighbor comes over to talk to you, you have to add 10 minutes to that time. If he touches you, in any way, during that time then you have to add another 15 minutes. If he kisses you, even if it's a little brush of the lips, on your lips, then add another 15 minutes. If he touches either of your tits with his hands, over your clothes or on bare skin, then add 20 minutes. Finally, if he gets his hands on to your bare thonged ass... then he gets to fuck you, and you have to make sure he enjoys it! That's it."
I was stunned! I looked at him and I was getting pissed! How could he think this was a good idea! He knew that I thought the guy was hot, but he also knew that I thought he was an arrogant jerk! I asked him "That's it? Are you serious? Isn't this a little dangerous?" He looked at me, with a slight smile and replied "Yes, I am totally serious"!
So, being completely pissed off, a bit drunk and yet defiant, I walked over to the counter, filled my wine glass and walked out on to the patio muttering 'Watch out for what you wish for!" Being a strong-willed woman, I was determined not to back out of this! Plus, I didn't think our neighbor was home and, even if he did come out, I was confident that I could handle things for 20 minutes.
Once outside, I looked back towards our room and since the lights were mostly off inside, I could only see my reflection in the glass patio doors! I could not see anything inside. I presumed that my husband was now watching me closely so I just turned, walked over to the railing and leaned over as I drank my wine, while watching the activities on the street below. I checked my watch so I would know when the 20 minutes were up and, being pissed off, I vowed that he was not getting anything, from me, when I got back inside!
About 5 minutes into my time on the patio, I heard a noise coming from our neighbor's patio! I turned and saw that our neighbor had been sitting out there in the dark the whole time! When he saw me look back, he got up and walked over to the railing, on his side, saying "Hi pretty neighbor. I'm Will."
I replied "Hi, I'm Sarah." I had not realized that I had already finished my glass of wine, in the short time I was out there, but he noticed and said "Wait!" and moved back to where he was sitting before returning with a bottle of wine. This time though, he stepped over the short barrier between our patios and came up to me. He reached over and held my hand, the one with the wine glass, in his as he filled my glass! "You do like Chardonnay, right?" I nodded and said "Yes, thank you."
As I stood there beside him, two thoughts raced through my mind... 'he is much bigger than I had realized, he had to be at least 6'3" and muscular', and secondly, 'not only had he talked to me, but he also just touched my hand! That meant that I now had to add 25 minutes to my time out there which left me with about 40 minutes to go!' I started worrying about where this was going, but then relaxed as I thought, 'Well I just have to make sure he doesn't kiss me, touch my tits or my ass during that time and I'm okay. That shouldn't be too hard.'
He then held up his glass and said "A toast to a very sexy lady", we clinked glasses and I said "Thank you, sir." We then settled into a surprisingly interesting discussion! Whereas, I had previously taken him for an arrogant jerk, I found that I was actually enjoying the conversation... he was intelligent and witty and made me laugh! Sure, he still said or did little things that showed his arrogance or confidence, but overall, I was having fun!