Message-ID: <25490asstr$964516206@assm.asstr-mirror.org> From: TBERRR1@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <94.797180e.26ae54bc@aol.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Subject: {ASSM} Bonnie's First Bet (Mf exhib nc?) Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2000 05:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Bonnie's First Bet A few weeks ago my wife, Bonnie, and I made a bet on something we were both absolutely certain we were right about. The bet was for one evening of whatever the winner wants - total control. I won, and Bonnie was appalled. I am always trying to talk her into letting me show off her body more, like flashing truckers on the highway or getting caught undressed when our next door neighbor, Frank, is over. She will occasionally let a button "accidentally" come open when he is around if she's had a couple of beers, but voluntarily showing a breast or her pussy is too much for her. She knows it is a turn-on for me, but it is very difficult to get past her modesty. When I won this bet she was VERY nervous, because she knew what I would want her to do. But give her credit: she didn't try to back out of the bet. I started out the evening by taking her to a restaurant called "The Melting Pot" here in Richmond. It is very nice - dark and romantic. We were seated in a booth in a small room. It was early enough that we were the only ones in the room. After we had ordered our first drink, I told her to unbutton another button on her dress. This would open it to just below her breasts. Since I had vetoed any underwear, when she did she was more exposed than she ever had been in public. She sat up straight to keep the dress from opening too much, but as we ate and drank our wine she relaxed and seemed to forget about how exposed she was. She was sitting leaning forward a bit with her shoulders sort of slumped, and the view was wonderful. I could see a good bit of both breasts, and was enjoying the view. Before desert arrived I told her to unbutton one more button. Her dress was now open to well below her breasts. When she sat up straight you couldn't see much. But when she would lean forward to take a bite of desert it would fall away from her body and if the angle was right you could see all of both breasts, including her nipples. The drinks and wine had had their effect, and she soon grew careless, leaning forward and allowing me to enjoy the view. I told her I loved the way she looked, and to keep sitting that way. Even though we were still the only ones in the room, she was a little uncomfortable doing it in public, but did as I asked. Our waiter, Aaron, arrived to clear the desert and offer us an after-dinner drink. When Bonnie saw him she gave a little start and straightened up. With him standing right there I said, "Bonnie, tell Aaron what our arrangement is tonight." He looked at me with a puzzled expression, then at Bonnie. She looked down at the table and said, just as I had made her agree before we left home, "I have to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants, with no argument and no hesitation." I said, "Good girl," then explained to Aaron that she had lost a bet, and this was how she was paying it off. He grinned as he began to understand. "Now, Bonnie," I said, "that's not how I told you to sit, is it?" Still looking down at the table she shook her head. "Show Aaron how you were sitting before he walked up." She looked at me without moving, nervously biting her lip. This was what she had been afraid of. She said, "I don't think I can do this, Tom." I replied, "Come on, Bonnie. You have to do it. You made the bet, now it's time to pay up. Aaron won't be offended, will you, Aaron?" "Hey, not a bit", he said, guessing what was coming. Bonnie took a deep breath, licked her lips, and said, "Tom, this is so embarrassing! Do I really have to do it?" I just nodded. She closed her eyes, and slowly did as she was told. The top of her dress fell forward again and gaped open, and we could both see her breasts right down to the nipples. What a turn-on! "Much better, Bonnie. You look terrific," I said. "You're not quite done yet, though. You did what I told you to do, but it wasn't without hesitation, the way you agreed. You are going to have to pay a penalty to remind you not to hesitate when I tell you to do something this evening. Unbutton another button." Reluctantly, she did. The dress was now unbuttoned clear to her waist. "Good girl. Now open the dress and give Aaron a good look at what you were too embarrassed to let him see the first time." Her eyes opened wide, and as she looked across the table at me you could see the color drain from her face. He had already seen her breasts, but actively showing them to him was a very big step. "Tom, I don't even know him! I can't!" "Aaron can see your breasts anyway, Bonnie. And you're still hesitating, so you just earned another penalty. Now do you want to earn even more?" "No!" she said quickly. "Then go ahead and do it, Bonnie. Open up your dress." She looked at me, then Aaron. Slowly she reached up and took hold of the sides of her dress. Glancing around the room to make sure there was no one else who could see, she opened it briefly, the immediately closed it again. "Way too fast, Honey. Do it again, but this time hold the dress open until I tell you to close it." She closed her eyes again and parted the material, letting her gorgeous tits spill out. Aaron was transfixed. He stared at her breasts and said, "Wow! Excellent!" "That's not so difficult, is it, Darling? Now look at Aaron and thank him for the compliment. Then you can close your dress again," I told her. She was absolutely scarlet, but did as she was told. "I am so embarrassed! I can't believe I really did it!" she said when he left to get our after diner drinks. "I know, Honey. You did great! Was it exciting?" "Oh God, yes! I am so wet! When you made me show him my tits I got butterflies like you wouldn't believe!" "Good, Bonnie. But remember, you still have another penalty coming. Now go back to sitting like you were, and stay that way when Aaron comes back." Before she could say anything further Aaron returned with our drinks. She stayed leaning forward the way I told her, with her breasts clearly visible. Aaron stood beside the table after he brought the drinks and, looking down her dress, again complimented Bonnie on her beautiful breasts. She giggled and blushed again and thanked him again. "No," he said, "thank you for showing them to me. I really enjoyed it." "She really does have beautiful body, doesn't she?" I replied. "I'm glad you enjoyed seeing it. And I appreciate you helping her pay off the bet. In fact, if you don't mind, I'd like you to help her out just a little bit more. Remember she earned another penalty so she's not quite done yet. If it's OK with you, when she finishes her drink we'll have her pay off that one, too, before we leave." It was like asking a man dying of thirst if he'd mind drinking a glass of water. He was grinning from ear to ear when he said he'd be back in a few minutes. Bonnie was, to say the least, apprehensive. "What are you going to do?" she asked. I told her just to relax and enjoy her drink. "I'm in charge tonight. You don't have any say in what you have to do, so don't worry about it. It's out of your hands. Just remember you promised to do whatever I asked without hesitation or argument. You've done pretty well so far about doing what I tell you to do, but you haven't been very good about the hesitation and argument part. I'm going to help you remember not to break your promises." She still looked very apprehensive. "Be honest, Bonnie. Haven't you enjoyed this evening?" "Well, yes", she replied. "But I'm embarrassed, too, letting a total stranger see my naked tits." "You have beautiful naked tits", I said, "and you should be proud of them. Aaron even told you how much he enjoyed seeing you, and letting another guy see your body is a huge turn-on for me." "Aren't you jealous when someone else sees me?" she asked. "No, Honey, I'm not jealous at all. I'm excited, and I'm proud of you, but I'm not jealous." With impeccable timing, Aaron chose that minute to come back in. "Everything OK here?" he asked, grinning. "Everything is super here, Aaron. The only thing that would make it better is if you would help Bonnie pay off that last penalty," I replied. "It would be my pleasure," he answered, "and just in case it makes a difference, I asked the hostess to hold off putting anyone else in this room for a while little longer." "That's great, Aaron. I really appreciate the help, and I know Bonnie appreciates it, too. Right, Honey?" Bonnie nodded. "Good. Let's go ahead and pay off that penalty, then. Bonnie, Aaron has already seen your tits. I know that was hard for you to do, but I guess it wasn't enough to help you remember to do what I say without hesitation or argument. So let's try something else. Raise your skirt and show him what you are wearing under the dress." Since I vetoed underwear, what she was wearing, of course, was nothing. "Tom, no! I really can't do that. We're in public and I'm naked under there, for God's sake!" "I know, Bonnie. That's why I want you to show him. But you're still arguing with me, so obviously the lesson hasn't sunk in yet. Maybe this will do the trick.. Go ahead." "But Tom . . . !" "No, Bonnie. You are not getting out of this. No one else is going to walk in here, and you did lose the bet. This is how you are going to pay it off. You promised to do what you were told to do. Now raise your skirt!" I almost felt sorry for her. She looked like a trapped animal. She looked from me to Aaron, and back to me. There was no way out. I pulled the table further away from her and said softly, "Go ahead, Bonnie, do it." Reluctantly, she reached down and gathered the material of her dress in both hands and began to pull it up her thighs. When she reached the top of her thighs she looked at me and said "I'm never going to make another bet with you!" I grinned and said "Come on, Bonnie. All the way up to your waist." "I can't believe I'm really going to do this! OK, here goes!" she said, and pulled it all the way up. There she sat, legs together, holding her dress up, naked from her waist down. She was sitting with her legs tightly together, trying to retain a little modesty. "Good girl", I said. "Now pull the skirt out from under you and sit on the bench." She raised her hips and did as she was told. "Now, Bonnie, just think, if you hadn't argued when I told you to do this, your bet would be paid off now, and you wouldn't have had to do anything else. But you still argued with me about it, so you earned another penalty. Are you going to earn still another one by arguing about what I'm going to have you do next?" I'm sure she had no doubt about what was I was going to tell her to do, and I know she was really nervous, but she replied softly, "No, I've learned my lesson. No more penalties. I'll do whatever you tell me to do." "No more arguing or hesitation?" She shook her head. "Good." I slid out of the booth and stood beside Aaron. I said. "Here is what you are going to do. Turn and face us." She did it, with her dress still up to her waist. "Now lean back on your elbows and put your feet up on the seat." She slowly got into position. "Now, Bonnie, I want you to spread your knees all the way apart and sit there until I tell you that you can move." "Oh God, I am so embarrassed!" she said as she slowly she opened her legs. Her vagina came into view. Her labia opened like a flower, and we could see the moisture glistening in the soft light. "Stay just like that and let us get a good look at your pussy." Her eyes were closed and she whimpered a little, but did as I told her to do. Aaron knelt down at the end of the bench for a closer look. "Please, Honey," she whispered after a few seconds, "that's enough." "Not quite yet, Bonnie. We're not through looking. Open your eyes and watch us looking at you." She looked at us crouching between her wide-spread knees. "Oh my God, Tom, he can see all of me!" "Yes, we both can, and you look beautiful, but the view isn't quite good enough yet." I put one hand on the inside of each knee and pushed them farther apart until one knee was resting against the back of the bench seat and the other was resting against the table, about three feet away. Bonnie didn't resist. I reached down and gently spread her vagina. We could clearly see her pink nether lips framing the open hole of her vagina and the moisture slowly leaking down and coating her puckered anus. "Well, Aaron, what do you think?" "I think it's beautiful!" he said, fascinated by the sight. "May I touch her?" "Well, not this time. That would have been the next penalty if she hadn't cooperated with this one. But she followed the rules, so no, not this time. But you can certainly enjoy the view." We heard another little whimper from Bonnie. Aaron leaned forward and inhaled deeply. "She even smells sexy. She's fantastic," he said. After a moment or two more I let go of her labia and said "OK, Bonnie, you're done. Thank you. You did well. Your bet it paid off." With shaking hands Bonnie lit a cigarette. "I am so embarrassed and so excited I have got to get out of here. Can we please go home now?" I left money for our check. We didn't see Aaron on the way out. No doubt he had gone to the rest room to relieve his pent-up sexual tension. As soon as we got home Bonnie was all over me. If it were physically possible for a woman to rape a man, that's what would have happened as soon as we walked in the door. She was a mad women, growling and yelling as she came three times in rapid succession - a first for her. When we finally stopped to catch our breath, Bonnie said, "Wow. I think I changed my mind. I can hardly wait for our next bet." 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