He tried to wake her up so she could get up the stairs without being carried, but she just mumbled something and slept. He pulled her up by her undera...ms and grabbed onto her tight little butt to keep her up. He caressed and groped her ass and rubbed her hot crotch a few more times. Of course, his cock was aroused and straining to get out of his jeans but he had to get them back into the apartment. Her pink thong was still showing, so he couldn't resist touching and pulling on it. She let out a. The stupid bet that we had lost was one that we knew for definite thatwe would win. I should have known that something underhand was takingplace. Justin had pestered us into a series of escalating wagers, eachof which he had lost. The previous one had been a competition for acontract. Not only did we win the contract but we won ?20,000 fromJustin.Justin had pestered and pestered to have another wager. I had told himthat it had got totally out of hand and that we were never going to haveanother. As he circled it with his finger, he reached around with his other hand. My brain began to spin as he wrapped his fingers around my dick. My legs began to shake as he moved his hand back and forth. After a couple of minutes he removed his hands and said, you better get dressed and go back before they get home. I had trouble catching my breath as I pulled up the panties. My pants were pushed out as I put the bra on then my shirt.I ran back to Mrs Scott's house and was putting the bra and panties. I had to disagree with her on that point. The Wonder Woman outfit we'd bought each other had a very revealing pair of sparkling blue hot pants that barely covered my ass, and a bodice that carefully displayed half of my man nipples. The bodice didn't even reach the hot pants, and instead left a healthy dose of my midriff on display. To top it all off, I was fairly certain I looked absolutely ridiculous with the tiara perched on my head. A pair of red knee-high boots had what seemed a deeply.