"Sandrine finishes paying her bet, and what comes after."
Sandrine knelt again on Danielle’s command. Danielle didn’t do as elaborate a tie job this time. She just quickly tied Sandrine’s ankles and wrists and ran a rope between them. As she did that she was talking to Sandrine. “So...
"Danielle arranges something special for Sandrine."
Danielle rose and enlisted a couple guys to move the dining room table. The dining and living rooms adjoined in the shape of an L. She had them place the table on a diagonal in the middle of the floor...
"Sandrine begins to pay off her bet. A surprise for Michael."
Danielle still had on her radiant smile. “Well, here she is: the star of the show!” The living room had been rearranged. The couch, two love seats, recliners and various chairs had been assembled into three sides of a rectangle....
"Sandrine and Danielle settle their feud with a risky bet."
All of this happened six months ago. I suppose to someone outside the experience looking in, as you are, the episode itself would be unforgettable and terribly erotic: so far outside what normally takes place at a social get-together that...
"A wife and husband wager again with a difficult forfeit at stake"
“Okay. Seven Card No-Peak. How does that go again?” I asked. “I thought you’d remember, Roberta,” said Patrick. “We’ve played this before.” “I know, but it’s been such a long while. Indulge me. Please. If I’m betting my ass on...
"How far would you go for your favorite team?"
Saturday afternoon on a brisk November day in Calgary. I was into my second month of a six month stay, having come up from Houston for a consulting job in the oil fields. So far, Calgary had been nonstop hard...
"A college professor won the wager, now it's time to collect."
Sitting out in the water, waiting for my turn to catch the next wave, I just couldn't keep focused. The beaches were lined up with some of the most beautiful women you would have seen, but try as I must,...
"They're not betting their bottom dollar - they're betting their bottoms."
“I can’t believe you’re making me do this,” Natalie said as she stood on the hotel balcony at three a.m. with the wind blowing through her strawberry-blonde hair. Her eyes scanned the parking lot, and though she didn’t see any...
"Company pussyhound and main job competitor bets he can seduce wife."
"I'll take care of your coat for you, Prudence," I offered as I helped her remove her fur jacket. "Thanks, Mike," she smiled. "I'll see you at the bar after you've finished that little chore." That was when I noticed...