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Bonnie's First Bet 
by TBERRR1 (tberrr1@aol.com)

***

Wife loses a bet and her husband makes her pay. (MF, 
wife, reluc, exh, huml)

***

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 in understanding. 

"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 replied, "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're 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 woman, 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." 

Me too! 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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