I might want to try one more offer. A couple of thousand more wouldn't hurt. Besides it's fun, and I held all the cards. I'd made sure she knew that I...d been with the other realtor that morning. Plus, I knew I wanted the house. She could not know for sure.As I came down the stairs, she was sitting on a custom-made bar stool looking through a window at the pool. She turned and looked into my eyes as always, trying to see if she had a deal--light blue they were--the gaze steady. I put on my best,. She checked her watch again. In two minutes, it would be noon. If she truly went along with the terms of the bet, in two minutes she would become his plaything. In two minutes, she would have to do as he commanded for twenty-four hours. She still couldn't believe she'd lost the bet. They had met in a group of swinger friends but somehow had never played together. After he won the bet, they had chatted and flirted online for the two weeks leading up to this day. They both knew that sex was going. I was officially turned out!My cock stood at attention still but now raging and needing a release. Marla seeing that I was erect loaded up her mouth with salvia and put a wet coat all over my 7.5 of stone.“Now its your turn my love” she said as she laid flat on the bed with her legs completely spread wide open. I got up and felt the warm cum oozing down the insides of my legs as I positioned my penis over Marla’s ass. Literally I felt the nut coming the second I slid inside of her from the. He left first so that hecould be there when I entered the shop alone. The shop was less than two hundred yards from the pub.It looked even more tatty than the earlier one wevisited, with boarded up windows and a shabby nameboard proclaiming ‘Adult book exchange.’ Once throughthe obligatory bead curtain however the scene was muchthe same shelves and racks of mags and videoseverywhere. Unlike the other shop this did not stretchback in one long room but comprised of several.