Mari's Back

Mari was in my living room, with Topher, her gentle giant (intellectualy and physically) of a husband. We were friends again, sort of, but she'd never fully forgiven me and was determined to prove I was an idiot many times over.

She made some comment about buffy girls or some such nonsense, and I responded with, "Fuck you Mari. Suck my dick."

"You're bluffing. You're full of shit." She snapped back.

"What? Bluffing about what?"

"You wouldn't let me suck your dick."

"WHAT! You're a freak. It's an expression."

"Whatever. You're full of shit."

"Well, I think you're nuts, but regardless, I don't think I'd be saying no to a blow job anytime soon." This was definitely the weirdest conversation I'd had with a woman and her husband.

"You are kind of full of shit Keith." Topher was apparently the perfect match for Mari.

"Okay you guys, this is getting stupid. There's really no way to prove if I'd let Mari suck my dick or not okay. So I'm full of shit, whatever, I'll choose a different expression next time. Let's move on."

"I'll be you twenty bucks." Mari offered.

"I'll put in twenty." Topher upped the stakes.

"What! This is crazy. So what, I have Mari, you're fuckin' wife, suck my dick and I get paid forty dollars."

"I have to watch."

"Oh, okay. Now I get it. This is just some kinky sex trip. You want to watch your wife suck off another man. No thanks."

"No, I have to watch or how do I know it happened?"

"HOW DO YOU KNOW? It's your wife! You've got one hell of a witness."

"Alright, whatever. I'm outta here. I'll leave twenty bucks with Mari, but I'm pretty sure it's comin' back. You are full of shit Keith." He said it so politely.

"Wait. If this happens, you're not going to kick my ass? I'm doing this with your permission?"

"Whatever." and he left, leaving Mari and I alone. 'Whatever' wasn't much of an answer.

"Okay Mari, this is weird but let's do this. But, I don't just get the money if we do this. I also get the money if you're bluffing." which is what I expected would happen.

We went in my room. I lay on my bed and Mari unzipped my pants. I was sure at any moment she would stop. She didn't. She gave me head and as it started to feel really nice I put my hands on the back of her head.

She stopped. "Don't hold my fucking head down."

"I wasn't."

"Keep your hands off my fucking head. You're not cumming in my mouth."

"Why not." It was probably a bad idea to bring up the last time we'd been together but I was unsure of the ettiquette rules when recieving a blowjob from someone who hates you. "You swallowed before."

"I loved you then. Now I think you're an asshole."

"So you have rules? You swallow if it's love, but not if you're sucking dick to win a bet."

"Shut the fuck up, and don't touch my fucking head." She snapped, punching me in the side. She went back to giving me head.

I touched her head twice more. I wasn't holding her down. I was gently, I just couldn't help myself. She punched and bit, and the situation got stranger. I felt myself getting ready to cum but I held back until at last I let it go without warning her.

It was an asshole thing to do, but she'd been assuring me that I was an asshole for well over a year. It seemed right. She punched me and cursed me as she made for the door.

"What about my money?"

"Fuck you. You came in my mouth. That cost you forty bucks asshole."

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