When I got into the party, Rebecka looked with visible disgust at the bottle of "VAT 69", a fair Scotch blend whisky, which I had brought with me and ...he said with a sound of disgust in her voice, "So you must drink that stuff to pretend that you are a real man."I never found out if her sour comment was caused because "69" is an oral sex position or if she had expected malt whisky instead of only blended whisky, though it was of fair quality. However I replied, "Not at all, but that was all I. .. ya know?” Amber pouted.I understood what she meant, I’d been feeling a wide range of emotions flow through me regarding the upcoming week as well. I felt guilty because I knew that CC and I would have no issues in being able to show our emotional and sexual involvement with each other. Hell, it’d be expected; everyone knew that we were an item now. I was worried about Amber feeling left out or neglected, even though she knew that it wasn’t the case. I had talked with CC alone and got her to. If you win, I will do whatever you tell me to do...Okay?"I was pretty fucked up but accepted her bet, but I was worried where this bet was going. "What's the bet?" I asked."I have five minutes to try and turn you on by only talking to you.I knew she couldn't do it, and besides, I am not gay. I looked at the clock, and said, "Okay, five minutes."She stepped behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. She leaned in and I could feel her breath on my ear as she started whispering to me. It was. My husband tasted her pussy lips and moved his tongue all over her clit. Sandy was biting on her hand so she wouldn’t blow her cover. I took off my panties and positioned my pussy over his cock. I eased down on his hard cock and fucked my husband, while he ate the babysitter’s pussy. I rode my husband hard, while the babysitter started to spray her sweet cunt juices. My husband drank her juices down hard, while I continued to fuck him. My pussy was exploding on my husband’s cock. While I was.