Date: Mon, 8 May 2006 03:50:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Mason <j3000m@yahoo.com>
Subject: The boss's wager part 1

There was a lot of tension in the house. Tom was angry because he couldn't
understand why Liz was being so pig headed about going to dinner at his
boss's house with several of the high ranking executives of the company and
their wives.  Liz was just as angry because Tom couldn't understand how
much she hated being patronized, put down, and generally made to feel
inferior by his stupid chauvinistic boss.

Tom had worked his way up the corporate ladder to the point he knew he was
being seriously considered for a vice-president position.  In only 5 years
with the company, that was pretty good, he thought to himself.  Liz had
equally moved up the ladder in her chosen career and was probably gong to
be offered a full professor position in the literature department of the
university, and she was very proud of that fact.  Which was why it bothered
her so when Tom's arrogant boss heckled her about being "just a woman", and
made fun of her with comments like "those who can't do, teach".

She had agreed to go, but was still seething as they dressed for what she
knew was going to be a long night.  She purposely dressed a little flashy,
showing a good bit of cleavage, because all of the other wives were mousy
little creatures who followed their husbands around like puppy dogs.  She
knew it bothered them to see an independent, glamorous wife because it
showed them in a very poor light, and it really bothered their arrogant
host.

As he watched his beautiful blond wife put on the lacy bra and tight black
dress, Tom knew his boss Eric was going to disapprove, and Eric's wife
Linda would sulk all evening, but he was just glad Liz had agreed to go, so
he didn't make an issue of her dress.  He just admired his very hot looking
wife.  Every time he saw her undressed or even partially undressed, it made
him hard.  She was still a terrific turn on, even after 6 years of
marriage. He thought about her perfect C-cup breasts with their half dollar
sized areoles and dainty pink nipples, and her perfect long legs and great
ass.  Not only beautiful, he thought to himself, but so great in bed.  The
only downside was that she was a very conservative love partner.  Even
though she had great orgasms, with lots of little moans and cries nearly
every time they made love, she would only permit him to use the missionary
position.  And any possibility of her performing oral sex on him was
settled on their honeymoon when she told him what a disgusting idea that
was.  He had never courage to even suggest anal sex after that discussion.

As they pulled up to Eric's mansion of a house, Tom asked her once more to
just be nice tonight and not to let Eric get under her skin.  She just
grunted in return as she swung her legs out of the car.  Once inside, the
shook hands with Eric, Eric's wife Linda, Bob Sanders, the company lawyer
and his wife, a plain little woman named Suzi.  Then they were introduced
to two new couples, a senior VP named Mick Smith, and his wife a little
dark haired woman named Edith and a VP named Bob Simmons and his wife Jean.
Tom was excited about the guest list, all senior management types.  Just
maybe they were here to evaluate him for promotion.

After an hour had passed, Tom was getting really worried.  Eric had been
picking at Liz all evening, and he could tell she wasn't going to take much
more of it.  Then Eric used a quote he said was from Shakespeare in a story
he was telling.  Liz snorted in contempt.  Eric turned on her, eyes
flashing and said, "Something bothering you girlie?"

"Only that the great man just showed his real ignorance by attributing a
quote to Shakespeare that is really by Sir Francis Bacon."

That was when the nightmare began.

The room was suddenly silent.  Everyone but Tom looked at Liz with a
shocked look on their face, except Eric, who just stared at her with a
little smile on his face as.  After a long moment he said "Ignorant women
shouldn't correct their betters."

"Oh no you don't," Liz hissed, "you are not going to get away with just
putting me down and continuing on acting like the king of the world, you
are wrong and I think you know it."

After a long moment of silence, Eric, with a condescending little smile on
his face said, "OK, let's see just how sure you are."  He thought for a
moment and said, "Let's make a wager on which of us is right.  If you are
as smart and confident as you say, you should be willing to do that."

Before Tom could answer to try to stop this before it got out of hand, Liz
snarled, "Name your terms."

After a moment's thought, Eric said, how much equity do you have in your
home?"

Liz swallowed with the realization of where he was going, turned to Tom
with a questioning look on her face. He answered the question, "About
$100,000.  We have been dumping every cent we could spare into it to try to
get it paid off."

Eric looked Liz in the eye and said, "OK Wonder Girl.  I bet you $100,000
against the equity in your home."

Liz paled, but searching her mind, she knew she was right.  Suddenly she
knew she could make him look like the jerk he was and win enough money to
finish paying off the mortgage on the house.

Before she could answer, Eric continued, "But if you lose, I want you out
of what will then be my house within 30 days."

Tom, shocked at the anger of his wife and the smooth infuriating confidence
of his boss tried to intervene, "Liz, just let it drop.  This is crazy."

But Liz gleefully said, "No Tom.  I am right and I am going to take this
jerk for $100,000!  We except your wager!"  When Tom tried to speak again,
Liz turned on him, eyes flashing, "Tom, for heavens sake, have a little
confidence in me.  This is my field of expertise.  I know what I am doing!"

Taking a deep breath, Tom nodded his head, "OK Eric, I guess you're on."

As Eric strode into the library to get a book to confirm the winner, Tom
felt chilled.  They had been putting every spare cent into their home for
over 5 years.  He quailed at the thought of what they would do if Liz was
wrong.

Eric was gone for several minutes.  Tom assumed the delay was due to his
search for a source, but when he came back, he had a copy of a book
entitled "The Complete Works of William Shakespeare" and a sheet of paper.
"I took the liberty of putting the wager down on paper, just to make it
legal and to be sure the loser," and he smiled evilly at Liz, "lives up to
her responsibilities."  He took out a pen and with a flourish, signed the
document.  He handed it to Liz and said, "Both of you sign.  I want no
backing out when I prove you are just a dumb broad."

Even more furious, Liz grabbed the paper and signed it and thrust it at
Tom.  "Sign it!"  She snarled, staring at Eric.  After a long pause, Tom
shakily signed his name.

 "You sign as witness" Eric said as he handed the paper to Bob, the company
lawyer.

Bob read the paper and gave Tom a hard look and said, "This is a legally
binding document.  Are you sure you want to do this?"

Liz shouted "Just sign the bloody thing!" With a shrug, he signed it and
handed it back to Eric.  With that, Eric opened the book and searched
briefly and silently handed it to Liz, marking a place with his finger.

Liz grabbed it out of his hand and after a moment's reading, her face went
slack with shock. "Oh my god!"  she breathed, "Oh my god!"

Tom watched with dismay as Liz went pale, her lip started trembling, and
she turned and rushed to the bathroom where they could all hear her
retching as she threw up.  Eric just continued to smile.  The other members
of the party looked smug and pleased at the catastrophe that had just
overtaken the young couple, especially, Tom thought, the mousey looking
wives.

No one said anything until Liz came back out, tears streaming down her
cheeks as she said over and over, "Tom, I am so sorry.  I was so sure.  I
am so sorry."

Tom put his arms around her and murmured "We will figure something out."

The room was completely silent except for Liz's sobs for several minutes,
with Eric looking especially pleased with the outcome.  After a while
longer, Tom said "I think we better go."

As Tom helped a shaky Liz to her feet, Eric said quietly, "Remember, I want
you out of my house in 30 days."  At those words, Liz's legs went limp and
she sat back down, her shoulder's heaving.

As Tom began to help her to her feet again, Eric said, "You two know I
don't need your money, and I certainly don't need another house.  The whole
purpose of this wager was to teach some humility to this arrogant young
lady, to remind her to keep her place.  I think it has succeeded."  He
smiled again, and continued, "Maybe there is a way to work this out with
the same results but without you having to lose your home."

Liz looked up with hope in her eyes, and said, "Oh yes please.  I am sorry
if I was rude."

Eric said, "Come on folks, let's adjourn to the library and leave these
young people here to think on the situation while we try to work out a good
alternative."  With that, the three couples filed out.  Liz was relieved,
but Tom had seen the cruel smile on Eric's face as he left and had a
premonition that things weren't going to get better.  He just didn't know
how right he was.  Liz got up and went into the bathroom to repair her
makeup, smeared from her crying.  When she came back, she was still pale,
but Tom was relieved to see she had stopped crying.  They didn't speak as
they waited, and after twenty long minutes, the door opened and the six
walked back in.  Both Tom and Liz noticed immediately the way the men were
leering at Liz and the three women were flushed and excited.

Eric looked at Liz for a long moment and then said, "We have come up with a
solution that satisfies my intent, without taking your home.  But you have
to comply fully with everything on this paper.  No exceptions, no waivers,
no changes."  He paused, then handed the two typed sheets to Tom and said,
"Read it aloud Tom.  Liz, listen carefully since you are the one most
affected."

Tom took the paper and began to read, stopped, shocked, then slowly
continued reading:

"Tom is to call phone numbers at random out of the phone book, here, now,
with all of us listening on the speaker phone and read the following words.
If either of you feel this is too much at any time, we will simply fall
back to the original stakes, and you will surrender your home within 30
days.  What he is to read is the following:

"My wife and I just lost a very high stakes bet.  If we had won, we would
have won a great deal of money, but if we lost we stood to lose our home.
We lost.  Our alternative penalty is for me to offer you the following: I
offer you my wife to do anything sexual with that you wish for 4 hours."
Tom paused and looked down at his wife.  She had a look of total unbelief
and shock on her face. She had gotten pale again.  He looked back at the
paper and continued to read.  "She will do anything you ask, let you do
anything to her that you please.  The only restrictions are that she not be
injured and that no marks be left that show outside normal street clothes.
You may have up to four people participate."  He paused again, looking up
at Eric, who still had the small smile on his face.  He let his eyes roam
to the others present.  The men were all staring lustfully at Liz, while
the women were flushed and breathing hard.  Tom suddenly realized they were
sexually turned on by what they knew was going to happen to his wife. Liz
was trembling in his arms.  He read on, "If you are interested, I will
continue, if not, thank you for your time."

"If they indicate an interest then continue:"

"I will tell you anything you wish to know about her, including her
preferences, her experience, in fact anything except her name.  I will
answer any questions to the best of my ability.  She was the instigator of
the wager, so she will willingly participate in anything you desire of her.
All action is to be video taped."

Tom stopped again and started to protest, but Eric signaled him that it
would do no good, so he held his wife tighter and continued, " If you wish
to protect your identities, you may wear masks, but her face is to be
clearly shown.  We will provide the camera and we will keep the film to
show the winners of the wager that she fully complied with all your
desires.  We will set up a hotel room for the meeting in an upper class
hotel.  You must bring a doctor's statement that you have no sexually
transmitted diseases dated no more than two days prior to the meeting so
that you will not have to wear condoms.  She is to take the action
"bareback," no condoms."  Tom stopped, unable to go on for a few moments,
then continued, "Pain is OK, but no injuries, and as I said, no marks that
show outside normal street clothes.  Are you still interested and do you
have any questions?"  Liz was shaking visibly by now.

Eric spoke, "Well, which will it be, your home or this plan.  You have 5
minutes to decide, only this time we will listen in on your discussions.
Tom moved so he could get a better look at his wife's face and said,
"Honey, you don't have to do this.  We can start again on a house."

She stared at the floor for a long moment, then whispered, "No.  We have
worked too hard for what we have to start over.  This is my fault and I
think I have to do this."  She looked up at Eric with hate and fear in her
eyes and said, "OK.  You win.  I will do what your evil mind has thought
up.  And she looked around at the others and added, "And look at the rest
of you.  You are enjoying this.  You are all sick!"

Without a word, the attorney's wife, Suzi, picked up the phone and phone
book and carried them over to Tom.  "Put the calls on speaker, so we can
hear," She directed.

"By the way, that phone is untraceable, so the party you call will not be
able to tell where the call originated," Eric said quietly.

Tom stared at Eric for a few moments, hoping for a reprieve, the slowly
opened the phone book and without even looking at the name, dialed a
number.  When a woman answered, he hesitated, looked at Eric who motioned
for him to continue.  As soon as he read the first few lines, the phone was
slammed down.  He dialed another number, with the same result, and another,
and another.  Some called him names, some said he was crazy, but most just
hung up.  But his audience was enjoying every minute of it, staring at his
wife who sat miserably in front of them, still staring at the floor.

Then on about the 15th call, a woman answered and let him go through the
first few sentences, when she said, "Wait a minute.  Just hold on for a
minute," Then they heard her say "Hey guys, come over here and listen to
this."  They could hear the sound of footsteps approaching then she said
"OK, start over."  So he began again and read the awful words offering his
wife to the strangers on the other end of the phone.  When he reached the
point of asking if they were interested a man answered for him to continue.
When he reached the end of the paper, the man on the other end of the phone
said, "Are you serious or is this a joke?"

 "We are very serious" Tom responded quietly.

"It sounds like you have us on a speaker phone.  Who all is listening?" The
woman asked.

"Yes, you are on a speaker.  The people on this end are the man we lost the
bet to, his wife, three other couples who were present when we lost, and my
wife and I."  Tom answered.

"And you are really going to give us your wife to fuck anyway we want to
for 4 hours?  Is that what you're saying?"  asked a different man's voice.

Tom swallowed hard and said, "Yes.  That is what we are saying."

There was a scraping sound as someone placed their hand over the phone, and
they could hear mumbling in the background, then the woman's voice came on
again, "OK.  We are interested.  There are 4 of us, me and three men.  What
is your wife's name?  And we want to hear her too so we know this is for
real."

After a moment, Liz spoke haltingly and said "My name is Liz.  And it is
for real.  My husband's name is Tom."

The woman spoke then and said, "Hello Liz and Tom and the rest of you.
This is really strange, but it sure sounds like fun.  My name is Rita, with
me are Jack, Buck, and Paul.  Liz, have you ever done anything like this
before?

Liz murmured "Never."

"Well OK then, Lets get the ball rolling here."  Rita said, "Tom, tell us
about your wife.  How old is she, how long have you been married, and give
us a real detailed description of her."

With a deep sigh, Tom continued the nightmare, "She is 34, we have been
married six years, we have no kids."  He paused, and then continued, "She
has blond hair down to her shoulders, blue eyes, is very pretty.  She^Åshe
weighs about 130 lbs, is 5'2", has great legs, a great ass, wears a bra
size ^Å"He hesitated and looked down miserably at Liz, who said quietly,
"35B".

"When do we get to meet this lovely young thing" asked a new voice, a very
deep voice, unmistakably a black man.

Eric spoke up, "How about a week from tonight.  We want her to have a
chance to think about what is coming.  To rather build up some
anticipation," He chuckled.

Rita spoke then, "Liz, how do you feel about this?"

Liz answered miserably, "I am scared to death.  I have never done anything
like this, ever.  I have never had sex with anyone but my husband.  I can't
even imagine what is going to happen to me."

Eric spoke again, "She is an arrogant young bitch, very beautiful, but full
of herself.  Your job is to teach her everything a woman should know about
sex. I want you to be imaginative, do all the things you have always wanted
to do, but maybe weren't able to, for whatever reason.  Doing everything
that can be done sexually to or with a woman's body is your job for this 4
hour period.  Remember, the only limitation you have is not to injure her
and not to make any marks that can be seen when she is wearing office type
clothes.  Do you understand what I am telling you?  I am especially pleased
that there is a woman in your group.  Young lady, I assume you will
participate also?

"You can bet a lot on that mister.  This is like a dream come true."  She
laughed, "Liz, we are going to teach you a lot of new tricks.  And by the
way, we will make sure you enjoy yourself."

The black man spoke again, "How about give us a few minutes to talk among
ourselves.  We need to decide what questions we want to ask Liz and Tom."

"We will call you back in 15 minutes," answered Eric.

Tom pushed the button to disconnect the call.

"Well now, said Linda, "It sounds like our little Liz is in for quite a
night, doesn't it?"

The others all laughed.  Liz's cheeks turned bright red as she blushed at
what they were saying.  She just stared at the floor, still shivering
occasionally, pale, and suffering from shock.  No one said anything else
for the full 15 minutes.  The others just watched Liz, obviously aroused by
the spectacle they were now a part of.  At the end of the allotted time,
Eric walked over to the phone, pressed the speaker button and the re-dial
button.

On the first ring, Rita answered.  "We are here and we have some questions.
Tom or Liz either one can answer.  "First, are you on some sort of birth
control pills?"

Liz mumbled "Yes".

"Good.  Now Liz or Tom, describe a normal love making session.  In detail.
Who initiates it? Who does what to who.  Does Liz climax every time?  Does
she have multiple orgasms?"

Liz moaned, "Oh God! Do we have to answer here in front of these people?"

Rita answered quickly, "That's the deal babe".

Tom waited to see if Liz was going to answer and when she didn't he spoke
up, "I initiate it. Usually we start after we are in bed with a long kiss,
then I pet her breasts, and suck on her nipples.  Then we kiss some more,
then I move my hand down to her vagina, and stroke her there till she gets
really hot.  Then I enter her and we have intercourse till we both climax.
Yes she climaxes at least nearly every time, and no she doesn't have
multiple orgasms."

The black man spoke, "Tom and Liz, let's cut the formal crap.  You don't
"have intercourse, you fuck."  Tom, you don't stroke her vagina, you play
with her cunt and probably stroke her clit."  He paused, and then said, "Do
you always fuck with her on the bottom on you lying on top of her?"  When
Tom answered yes, He said, "Liz, why is that?"

"Liz responded in a hushed voice, "I don't know.  It is just how we have
always done it."

"Have you ever sucked his cock?"  Asked a new voice.

Liz blushed furiously and said "No."

"Why not?"  Asked the voice.

"Because even the thought of it makes me want to throw up.  That's why."
Liz nearly shouted.

 "Has he ever fucked you in the ass?" asked the same voice.

"Nooo", Liz wailed "Noo. We only have normal clean sex."

"OK Liz, just take it easy" said Rita quietly, "Tom, how often do you two
fuck?"

"Two or three times a week", He answered.

"Hey that's not bad" chuckled the black man.  "Tom, how big is your cock."
He asked.

"I don't know, 6 or seven inches I guess." Tom answered.

"Oh Liz, you are in for the ride of your life.  Wait till you see Buck's
tool.  He makes horses jealous.  But don't worry, you can stretch to fit
it.  I did."  Laughed Rita.

The black man spoke, "I am Buck, by the way.  Now do any of you other folks
have requests to give us for the 4 hours we are going to enjoy your young
friend?"

After a moments thought, Suzi spoke up, "Just make sure you fuck her in
every possible opening.  Deep and hard, and repeatedly."  Liz jerked at the
words and looked at the woman in terrified astonishment.

Then Linda spoke, adding her input, "I want you to make her cum, whether
she wants to or not.  And while she is cumming, I want you to hurt her,
cause her pain.  Pinch her nipples, spank her, anything you like, I just
want her to experience pain while she is cumming.  Teach her to like pain
with her sex.  Can you do that in 4 hours?"

Rita said, "Oh I think we can.  At least we can give it a good start that
Tom can finish later."

Liz stared at the women in shock.  Then she whispered the words, "Why?  Why
would you say such things?  I have never hurt you."

Then the lawyer spoke up, "Make sure that at least part of the time the
video shows her face while she is being fucked. I want to see the
expression on her face as she is being fucked, especially the first time
the big guy enters her and while she is cumming."

The other little wife then spoke, "Rita, I want you to make her perform sex
on you.  Make her suck your cunt and put her tongue inside of you."  She
stopped and looked shocked at the words that had come out of her mouth, but
then she continued, "Make her into a lesbian for a least part of the time.
I want her to have every thing sexual done to her that is possible.
Everything. And I want to see her face on the video while she does it."

Tears welled up in Liz's eyes as she stared at the woman in astonishment.

Then Eric spoke us again, "How about a week from tonight, 6 PM at the
Midwest Hilton.  Liz will get there in time to have checked in, be in the
room, and you can call her on cell # 548-3756 anytime after 5:45 and she
will tell you what room to come to."

Here was a brief mumbling of voices over the speaker while the four
consulted.  Then Rita spoke "That is fine.  Now we would like to give Liz a
few instructions.  Is that OK?"

Eric said, "Sure, whatever you want, she will do.  Right Liz?"

After a moment Liz said quietly, "Yes, that is right."

"OK, good.  Then Liz, sometime between now and Saturday, we want you to go
to the Beach Adult Parlor on 1st street.  You know where I mean?  It's an
adult bookstore, and sex novelty shop.  Anyway, you are to go in, not Tom.
And go in alone.  Buy a set of K style nipple clams and a 6 quart enema bag
with a 7' hose and a capture nozzle. Oh, and you probably should bring a
tube of KY Jelly with you Saturday night.  You can buy it anywhere you
choose.  Understand?"

After a moment Liz said, "I have no idea what those things are except the
enema bag."  Rita laughed and said "you will soon sweetie.  You just ask
the clerk to help you find them.  He will be very happy to assist a
beautiful young woman pick out such items."

Liz started to protest, "Please don't make me^Å" but Rita cut her off with
laugh, "Just do it Liz.  Consider it a learning experience.  And by the
way, use that store, and you go in alone.  Tom can follow at a discrete
distance if you choose, but you are to look like you are alone. And by the
way, we will know if you did it right, and since it has already been
decided that pain is permitted, you don't want to make us unhappy with you.
Just screw up your courage, swallow your pride and go in and do it.  OK?"

"Yes, OK" Liz mumbled, still blushing furiously.

Then Buck spoke again, "And Liz, Saturday wear something really sexy.  Like
see-thru lace bikini panties, a tight skirt, a see thru lacy bra and a
fairly transparent blouse.  Give the hotel clerk an eyeful.  He will
appreciate it.  Oh, and very high heel shoes."

"One last thought", Rita added, "You aren't going to be having your period
that weekend are you?"

Liz stared at the floor as she answered, "No.  Not that weekend."

"Good.  Then we are all set.  I assume when we get there the camera will be
all set up.  Have it on a tripod so we get nice steady video.  Since we
have 4 hours, make sure you have enough tape.  And we will see you Saturday
Liz.  And Tom, don't worry, we will see she has a real good time."
Laughing she hung up.

Liz looked at the three women and said "How could you have said those
things to them.  Told them to do those things to me.  I never did anything
to you."

Suzi answered, "You silly bitch.  You are young and beautiful, you have
been flashing your tits in front of our husbands, dressed like a whore,
making us look like kitchen help.  We just want you brought down a peg.  By
the time those 4 are though with you, you will know what it feels like to
be a weekend whore.  And I think that suits you just fine.  Who knows, you
may like it enough to take it up as a sideline to being a teacher.  With
your body you could probably double your salary."  They all laughed.

Liz just stared at them in horror.

Tom stood up and said, "Can we go now?"

Eric smiled and said "Sure.  And Tom, I expect to see you at work on Monday
morning."

Tom took Liz by the hand and led her, still trembling, out the door to
their car, their minds reeling at the thought of what was to come.