I would like to thank 'Quale' for his permission to use the premise and plot from "
You Bet Your Wife
" to create an episode from the show. Those who have read "You Bet Your Wife" will notice similar dialogue, if not the same in places, this is because, like any other game show the introduction, and explanation of the rules are the same week in, week out. And I didn't want to detract too far from 'Quale's' original show idea.
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This is the first story I've wrote, so all comments are appreciated.
"Hello, and welcome to You Bet Your Wife. The show where only the contestant's wits can stop us from using his wife on national TV," boomed the unseen announcer. "Now let's give a big welcome to our host and the sexiest, kinkiest star in Hollywood, Zoya Takoni."
A bright spotlight shot across the dark stage to reveal Zoya strutting across the stage. Her welcome consisted of nearly as much whopping applause. Zoya as always clearly enjoyed the attention and rewarded the audience with a confident sexy walk.
Today she was wearing a somewhat conservative outfit compared to her usual attire, a pink figure hugging silk dressing gown.
At the center of the stage a sleek couch waited by itself for the host. Just big enough for two people to both sit on it was clearly designed to force its occupants into close contact. Zoya stopped in front of the couch waiting as the audience quieted and the lights rose on this stage. Zoya stood in the middle of a glass stage empty except for herself and the couch. This stage was now brightly illuminated both by spotlights and a multitude of small lights shining up through the floor but nearby the outline of another circular stage was visible but its contents were obscured by darkness. Flashing a naughty smile Zoya address the audience,
"Welcome to the 13
th
and final show of this series! But don't despair, a new series will be following shortly!"
After the cheers died down, she asked
"Are you all ready for me to win someone's wife again?" "Well then let's meet tonight's contestant!"
The deep voiced announcer broke in again,
"Give a big hand to our contestant, Daniel from South California."
A new spotlight announced Daniel's entrance. He was fashionably dressed in dark anti- fit jeans and a tight fitting T-shirt. An athletic build along with short blonde hair and piercing blue eyes completing his look as an attractive young professional. Coming up to Zoya, Daniel lent forward and kissed Zoya on both cheeks in pure false show biz style. Zoya warmly kissed him back, slowly tracing her hand over his chest as they met.
"Hi Daniel, congratulations on qualifying for You Bet Your Wife." Following Zoya's gesture, Daniel and Zoya sat on the couch, its short length unavoidably pushing Zoya's bare legs up against Daniel.
"Before we start the game tonight maybe you could tell us a little bit about yourself, Daniel." asked Zoya with an obvious attraction to the male contestant.
"Well I'm a 25 years old Building Engineer" answered Daniel, his voice sleek and smooth, keeping lustful eye contact with Zoya as he spoke.
Zoya noted Daniel's British accent.
"So do I detect a British accent?"
"Yes, I originally lived in the UK," replied Daniel.
"So what made you move to the USA?" Zoya probed.
"Work! I was offered an excellent opportunity within the company however it meant me moving to the USA."
"So what does your wife do?" asked Zoya "Kirsten is an Accountant." "Those are pretty different jobs, how did you two meet?" "We met back in the UK. We both had part time jobs at the same place while we were studying for our current jobs." "So when did you get married?" "Six months ago, we went back to the UK to get married to be with our families." "So since you started dating, has anyone else slept with your wife?" "Not that I know of," responded Daniel with a nervous little laugh. "Does putting Kirsten on You Bet Your Wife make you nervous? You know you might have to watch her sleep with someone else on national TV." "Sure, it's a chance that something can happen, but when I've played at home, I normally get to the 4
th
or 5
th
question with no problem, so I can quit before she has to go through with anything and get a decent amount of cash as well" Zoya's smile became a little devious at this response. It wouldn't be hard to tease Daniel into risking a lot more than he planned, especially with the inside knowledge she had gained from their friends Steph and Joel.
Not questioning his response Zoya continued, "So what made you decide to compete on You Bet Your Wife?" "Actually, it was a wager with another couple, our neighbours." At the mention of neighbours (Steph and Joel) Zoya smiled to herself. "We were round at their house one evening. There was some banter about who was going to win the up and coming Soccer FA Cup, so my neighbours wife suggested a bet, then she suggested that the losing couple would have to apply for this show as a forfeit. The forms were filled in there and then, so neither couple could back out on the wager. At the time it didn't seem a big deal because the chances of us being chosen seemed slim!"
Lightly resting her hand on Daniel's thigh Zoya said, "I hope the wager was worth it! Are you ready to start playing?" "Sure" "Do you remember the rules?"
"I'm pretty sure I know them" "Well let me remind you and the audience," Zoya said, launching into her well practiced description. "Before this show started, we gave Daniel and his wife a psychological questionnaire as well as interviewing their friends."
Including the very helpful Steph and Joel she thought to herself.