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Just A Bet

Just A Bet

by sm01n_d3v1l
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I couldn't believe my luck that moment I walked into to the dive bar pool hall...

Making my way back home is never on the big "to-dos", but it was for my sister's wedding so in order to avoid a hassle with my parents, I decided to make my way back for a weekend.

Before walking into the pool hall with a two old friends, I cannot help but think how it's hard to believe that I used to live in this humidity in Miami now that I am a successful hedge fund manager at an exclusive brokerage in NYC. Now the summer thickness in the air is unbearable. At 6'4, eyes always tend to catch my stature, so I always try to look good. Tonight however, there is no way I am able to stay cool. I unbutton my blue button up shirt halfway down my torso showcasing my clean shaven muscular build as I climb out of the stuffy Uber.

There never seems to be enough AC in this town, but as soon as I walk through the doors of the pool hall, the cold air hits my damp skin and feel instantly refreshed and almost cold. My friends lead the way, and instantly, they part to the left for the bar. I stand there taking in my old stomping grounds and seeing if I recognize anyone still.

Directly in front of me only ten feet ahead is a perfectly shaped female form looking away from me. Blonde wavy hair down to the middle of her back in a long sleeve blue snug dree with golden floral print that barely covers that candy apple ass stands in front of me like statue cut from marble. My heart instantly skips a beat as my eyes take in the perfection of the slender shoulders over the slight curve of her hips and down her long muscular leg to her black Louboutin stilettos.

As if on queue, she lifts the pool cue stick in her red fingernail tipped right hand and bends over the table right in front of me. The short dress pulls up instantly revealing the bottom curvature of her ass. She shifts her knees and her hairless pussy lips are on full display to me between her legs as I stand there. My cock stirs instantly as the revelation of such a naughty girl who is not wearing panties danced in my head.

She pulls back the pool stick and lets out a squeal of delight as she sinks her shot. She runs over to the other side of the pool to a sharply dressed man in his 50s. She falls lovingly into his arms as he wraps her up and plants a fun kiss on her cheek. Now standing on the other side of the table, she looks upon the table and her eyes move up slowly to see me standing there watching her intently. I am not shy, nor shall I ever be. She caught me staring, but with her own steel blue eyes, she didn't break her own gaze at me either. I am caught off guard by the stunning beauty of her Eastern European facial features with the most supple lips a man could ever hope for. My cock pulses involuntarily under my jeans.

The woman turns as the man she is with pulls her on hips, drawing her closer to him. She laughs at something he whispers into her ear, and our moment is broken. I find my way to bar where my friends are who have lined up six shots for the three of us to down. I take my shots and turn to find that I have lost the goddess somewhere in the mass of people. "C'est la vie" they say and I move on and grab a drink I can actually enjoy. We decide to grab a table but have to wait as the hall is overcrowded with bustling patrons now all collectively singing "Sweet Caroline" at the top of their lungs.

Once our table is available we make our way to it. There is a large mass of people sitting close to the table as we venture over, and my eyes are instantly drawn to the gorgeous woman who caught my eye when I walked in. She is sitting on the lap of her husband. I now know that is her husband based solely on the massive diamond on her left ring finger as it rests on his hand as it slowly strokes her leg while he converses with his friends.

My eyes search over her body freely as she looks away. Her ample chest pushes the tight fabric out from her body above her flat stomach highlighted by the erect nipples out either do to the cold AC air or the touch of her husband's fingers on her thigh. It doesn't matter why they stick out so much, but I am transfixed on them both. Two heavy handfuls would feel amazing right now as I envision cradling her tits in my hands. My hands naturally grope the air as they lie beside my legs. Her chest expands widely as her shoulders drop back, I look up and see that she has caught me staring for the second time in 10 minutes. This time she is biting her bottom lip sending shockwaves through my body as my imagination dances from the thought this sexy woman is not wearing either a bra or panties. I can feel her eyes start to undress me as they move towards my evident bulge of the large cock beneath.

Her body is suddenly shaken as her husband tries to get her attention. "Hello! Earth to Natasha!" he touts rudely. I go back to my friends and start the real reason I was there, to enjoy some billiards with friends.

I try to enjoy my friends I haven't seen in such a long time, but every time I circle the table, my eyes divert straight to Natasha. I line up a shot, "Six ball corner pocket" I call out. I align the pool stick with the cue ball and set up my shot. Natasha watches on, and my eyes catch her slowly spreading her knees with the pocket sitting perfectly between her legs from my angle. I watch as her pussy lips slowly peel apart from each other as her legs widen. Trying to focus, I pull back and let it rip. I completely shank the shot and send the cue ball flying over the edge of the table into the group of people surrounding Natasha and her husband.

There was a audible loud groan and a broken glass followed by a number of people stopping the conversation making the music intensify before the entire group starts to laugh and point at me. Everyone is laughing, except Natasha who just continues to eye fuck me. Her husband stands immediately, forcing Natasha to stand unexpectantly. She teeters a little, and I reach out from around the corner of the pool table to catch her as the man picks up the white ball from the bar floor.

"Nice shooting, Tex!" he laughs with his buddies. "I remember the first time I played pool!" He flips the ball up into the air, and I snatch it out of the air.

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"No need to be a dick. I was distracted. A lot of people in here tonight." I respond as my heartbeat quickens as my bravado starts to take over. I push my barely covered chest out and square my big shoulders up as I stand straight up. At 6'4, I am taller than the man, who is roughly two inches shorter than me, and I make sure he knows it.

He turns away from as he continues to address me, but wants his friends to entertained. "Yeah sure, buddy. You couldn't hit a pussy even if there was hair on it!" He laughs and high fives one of his friends to his right.

"David, this is enough." Natasha reaches up and across his body to his far arm to turn him. I notice a very thick Russian accent over the music that sends my head spinning. Thoughts of her thick tongue all over my body swirl in my head, and I lose the purpose of why I am even there.

"Yeah, DAVID. That is enough, unless you want to put you money where your mouth is." I dip my shoulder back and present the nearly cleared pool table. My friends just look on as they have seen me do this dance before. They know how good I am at pool when I get hot. On the flip side of that coin, I am pretty terrible otherwise. But I always pay my debts and expect others to do the same. I can see this man is not hurting for money either with his slick black longer black hair and fancy threads and Louis Vuitton shoes and Hermes belt he is wearing. "250 bucks a round". I slap five fifty dollar bills on the pool table.

There is a collective "Ooooo" from the entire population around us as they were expecting a fight. David smirks and pulls out his wallet and counts out ten twenties and a ten spot and throws it on top of my cash. "You're on."

Now, I don't want to bore you, but I got my ass kicked across the table. I would like to say it was because he was an amazing pool player, but in all honesty, I could not take my eyes off his wife. It was drastic disadvantage for me as I could not train my thoughts on the task at hand. It was clear she was teasing me from her chair as her knees would wiggle back and forth allowing the light in just enough. After the third shot I took, Natasha knew I was watching her, and she was enjoying it as evidenced by the growing twinkle between her legs as the the room lights sparkled off her own pussy juice she was creating.

I pay my debt after my defeat and offered to pay his entire group's tab for another chance. This is met by a loud cheer from his entire group, and he is forced to agree. Each make and miss is met by a loud cheer or groan, but again, I could not focus. By now, David starts to realize I am looking at his wife, and she is looking back with the devil in her eyes. David's pride starts to takeover, and his anger starts to build. He wants to embarrass me. And again, I lose.

I locate the waitress and reluctantly hold up my black card between my index and middle fingers with my head hung. At this point, everyone from his group is patting my back and ruffling their fingers through my blonde hair. David is the only one not truly enjoying this and offers to take me on one more round and wants to embarrass me because of the looks from his wife. "If I win, you have to suck tequila out of Bob's belly button! Bob! Bob, where are you?" A fat man lumbers out from behind the bar and smile a three tooth smile. This challenge is met by a large roar of laughter.

"Ok ok. If I win, Natasha there" I point to his wife, "Joins me with my group the rest of the night." David's eyes widen in shock as he didn't know I already knew her name, but then the idea of her with me was too much. But his entire group waits for his answer.

He looks at his wife and shouts over his shoulder, "You break!" The entire bar goes nuts with cheers. I rack the balls and get ready. Before I line up my shot, I walk over to Natasha and grab her left hand. The diamond sparkles brightly as it catches my eye as I bring her hand up to my lips and I kiss it lightly like a medieval knight about to joust for the princess. I look up and wink at her before walking back to the table.

One loud crack resonates in the air as the cue ball smacks into the yellow one ball and the remaining balls scatter. The orange five ball drops into the far pocket upon the break to a loud cheer from the crowd. I walk around the table and high five a couple of his own friends who are all into it. I walk by Natasha and give her ass a pat much to her pleasure as she smirks, and to David's hatred as he scowls.

I sink the six ball confidently to more cheers. I raise my arms up and look over at David as he crosses his arms over his chest over his slight dad-bod belly. He watches as the seven, four, two, one and three ball all find their way to their respective pockets as he stands there leaving only the stripes and the 8 ball remaining. The crowd is in a roar. I walk over to Natasha and whisper in her ear, making sure that David can see me. "This is all for you" I tell her with my whiskey stained breath. With my back to David, I nibble her ear lobe and hear her whimper slightly back into my ear over the noisy audience.

I turn and see I have left an easy shot for myself. I look over my pool stick at David and give him a wink and smile. I call my shot as I rock the stick back and watch the 8 ball find its rightful place in the pocket. The crowd erupts with shock to watch David's reaction who just drops his head in anguish. Without another word, I drop my pool stick on the table and walk over to Natasha and grab her hand and commandingly pull her over to my table in the corner.

I sit on the chair and pull Natasha onto my lap. She plops onto my lap like she belongs there and stares into my eyes with those steel blue eyes, and my heart starts to flutter. In her Russian accent, "I did not think you would actually win me in game... But I very glad you did." She wraps her right arm around my neck and rest her elbow on my shoulder as she plays with my hair. She reaches her left hand between her legs and runs two fingers between her bare pussy lips. "Here is why." She places those same two fingers onto my lips and coats them with her juices. I sit back into the chair as she caresses my fingers with her slimy fingers. She moves her fingers from my lips directly to the skin under my nose before she leans over and kisses me. She lightly sucks on my bottom lip as I can feel her tongue move over me. With each breath I take, I can smell her feral scent intoxicating my nose. This woman wants it more that any woman I have been with. Her free hand runs down my chest and over the rising bulge in my jeans as she starts to pulse her grip around my shaft over the denim.

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Our kiss is interrupted by a loud bang. She shoots up and looks over to her husband's group and sees David staring at us, breathing heavily. Natasha stands off my leg, and grabs my hand. "It is time to go." She parades me across the pool hall to her husband in hand and points to him as she continues to walk, beckoning him to join us as we march out the door with David hurrying to keep pace with us.

I am stunned as we move into the humidity feeling my skin instantly moisten in the summer night. She turns the corner of the pool into a darkened alley as David starts to chirp, "Nat, please stop this. What the fuck are you doing?"

"No, this what you wanted, yes? I know this. I know you talk about watching me fuck with friends, yes? My love, all your bedroom hotwife fantasies about to come true whether you like or not." She looks at me and quickly pulls me into her as she falls into the brick wall behind her. Our tongues wrap each other aggressively as our mouths fall wide open. Instinctively, my hand falls to her tits and I grab them madly over the sheer fabric as I forget her husband is watching. I pinch her nipple firmly to a deep moan into my mouth from her. "Mmm hmm" she moans.

"Fucking Hell Natasha!" I am brought back to reality by his words and pull my face away from hers. She has wild desire in her eyes, and I know she isn't even concerned with the fact her husband is watching as she leans her back on the wall. I would have expected him to move closer and possibly try to fight, but he is locked in place. I look over at David and run the back of two fingers up the inside of her thigh from just above her knee. I can feel Natasha quiver under my touch as my hand works its way up. She drapes her arm around my shoulder, and I look back at her. Her eyes are now also watching her husband. Her perfect lips part as she tries to steady her shaky breathing as my fingers start to get wet from her pussy juice starting to run down her leg. I continue to work them up, feeling the heat begin to radiate from her love oven. I make contact with her pussy lips softly, and both David and I can hear an audible gasp from her.

Natasha's hips lurch forward slowly as her body is begging to be touched more. Starting low, my middle finger parts her pussy lips as it is saturated with her excitement. I run the finger between her canyon as I move North. Her erect clit is evident under my touch, and I softly circle her nub. Her face contorts as the pleasure takes over, but she never stops looking at David with those ice cold blue eyes. Natasha's hand around my neck grabs a handful of my shirt as she balls her fist up. I press down on her pleasure zone, and she whimpers loudly.

David can be heard shuffling his feet and grumbling while I explore his wife with my fingers. Feeling more bold, I glance back at him and smirk knowing she wants this more than I do. I lean over her and begin to kiss her clavicle and neck as she looks on over me. Her hand moves to the back of my head pulling me in deeper as my fingers slide down her slippery part. My two fingers slide smoothly into her deep canyon as I slowly push them into her. Natasha yelped loudly into the otherwise empty alley. She looked over my shoulder as I started to fingerfuck her. She lifted her legs over my hip and I could feel her pull me in by my butt. She was hot and ready as she started to moan loudly into my ear. I could feel her pussy walls close in around my fingers while she tugged at my shirt.

Her body starts to convulse. Due to her lurches into my shoulders, I can feel her stomach muscles twinge over and over again as an orgasm takes over her body. I slow my finger pace down as she starts to catch her breath. Her leg gets heavy and drops back to the ground. Feeling proud of myself, I turn and look at David who looks mortified, but he is holding his cock over his pants, slowly rubbing himself with tiny movements. She follows my eyes as we both look at him rub his tiny cock.

Natasha readjusts her dress down, and I am satisfied with my efforts. Thinking my work has done here, and start to smooth out my own clothes. Before I touch my shirt with my wet fingers, Natasha grabs my hand and brings it up to her mouth and sucks on my two fingers sensually tasting her own goodness. I watch her eyes dart from mine to her husband. Her hand runs down the front of my pants as she feels my full hard erection trapped beneath. "Mmmm" she says as she looks back at me. "You stay" she tells me in her heavy accent.

I watch her walk up to David and hold her hand out "My love, please give me your phone, it's time we call Uber". She moves his hand and grabs his cock and looks him in eye intensely.

"Wait, what? Where are we going? I have to say good bye to everyone." David asks like a little kid in trouble.

Natasha starts to stroke his covered cock with her left hand, ring sparkling in the humid night. "My love.... We," she points from herself to her husband with her right hand and in a sexy, sophisticated, bratty tone and an evil smile on her pouty lipped face said "are going no where. I almost hate to do this, but I desperately deserve it and it will provide me, your beautiful sexy fantasy hotwife, with so much satisfaction just saying this, but you and your 'little guy' will be going back into the bar to be adolescents with your fraternity brothers while this" she turns to face me as she speaks over her shoulder, "handsome stranger with a real man's sized cock will be teaching YOU a lesson by teaching ME a lesson for being such a tease".

David says nothing to this and methodically pulls his phone out of his front pocket. He passes it to her as he enjoys his wife's hand on him until she abruptly stops and turns away. She makes her way back to me as she opens the rideshare app. "Put in location. We go now." She hands me the phone. She reaches behind her back and pulls down the zipper. She slides her arms out of the long sleeved dress and pulls the top hem down, revealing her magnificent breasts to me. Her tiny dark pink nipples stand erect despite the sweltering heat. They both reach out for me, craving my attention.

She pushes her tits together as if to stretch them out from their captivity as she creates a massive canyon of fun. She steps forward and presses them against my torso. I can feel the natural wonders press against me as the flesh expands. She slowly slides them down my body as she drops to her knees. I can feel her breasts lift as she moves down as her nipples firmly trace down me like two fingers. She starts to unbuckle my pants and frees my massively hard cock. It bounds out aggressively and she smiles deeply at it as she lets out a low moan followed by "Daaa" and she says yes in Russian with delight.

I try to focus to remember my hotel name and fumble to text. I submit all the proper info somehow. "Three minutes" I get out and drop the phone to a loud smack on the concrete next to Natasha's right knee. I watch David as my big cock enters his wife's mouth. He is caught somewhere between dumbfounded and turned on as he resumes massaging his small cock beneath his pants. I want to test the waters with him because I can feel my own animal lust grow for this woman. I want to and I need to make her mine. Nothing else matters at this point. I don't care if she is married to this fuck. She will be mine. I hold her head in place and begin to thrust my hips forward and backward as I start to fuck her mouth. "Such a good whore you have. She sucks such amazing cock, David."

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