A BF’s Bet Goes Wrong

This is a story on commission from an International user and it will include cheating, cuckolding, soccer being called futbol and the soccer field being called the pitch. Go into this knowing all of these things and your expectations will be prepared. And yes I know that this scenario is unrealistic to you but if you can suspend disbelief you may enjoy this.

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“Alte, thanks for picking up. I have great news. Our league wants us to play an exhibition match over in Oslo. They said it has something to do with helping tourism here in Bergen.” The man on the phone said as Alte listened.

“I don’t know coach; it sounds like a big trip and I’m not sure I can get holiday for that time. If I go can I bring Ellen?” He asked him.

“The league said that if any company has an issue then they would be willing to help out with the manpower. Apparently, it’s a pretty big deal. As for Ellen, she can most certainly come. Each person can bring a friend or family member with them.” The man said.

“Alright, I’ll tell her. When are we leaving?” Alte asked.

“Next week. Then we are staying three days and playing two games before returning home. I’ll send you all the details for the pick-up and the hotel information. I’ll see you on the bus next week” He told him then hung up the phone on Alte.

Alte sat in silence for a few moments. He didn’t think that this town was that small, but he also knew that it wasn’t big either. He liked it the way it was and the thought of it getting bigger bothered him for some reason. “Who was that?” He heard from across his bed. He turned away from his side table where he put his phone down and turned to face Ellen on the other side of the bed, still naked from the night before.

“It was my coach for the futbol team I’m on. I guess they want us to go out to Oslo and play some games to help with tourism or something. Fancy a trip to Oslo?” He asked as he leaned nearer to her in bed. He reached out his hand and placed it on her right side and slowly moved it further onto her belly as he asked the question.

“Well that depends on if I get to do anything fun there.” She said matter of factly and with a smirk on her face. He knew what she meant. She meant shopping and he enjoyed it as much as she did because he always got a free show when they went together.

“I guarantee we can find something to do when I’m not playing or practicing.” He told her as his hand continued to wander over her small frame. She had blond hair and a tight small package. Her breasts were exactly what her frame necessitated, and he loved them. They sat perkily on her chest and her nipples pointed straight out. When she was excited or horny, he could tell because, no matter what she was wearing he could always seem to notice her nipples first. Now in bed he let his hands run from the edge of her freshly shaven mons pubis up to the edge of her breasts then slid his hand down further between her legs. “So, what do you say?” He asked her as he looked in her eyes.

He felt her legs open and allow him access to her waiting pussy. She stared at him and her look dared him to look away, which he did. But his gaze didn’t travel down to what his fingers were doing. Instead he looked at her nipples and let his fingers address her sex on their own. He took the nearest nipple in his mouth and licked then suckled at her nipple and began massaging her clit until she arched her back on the bed. When she did that it felt like she was trying to push his fingers inside of her which he happily obliged.

He inserted two fingers easily into her and she moaned deeply on his intrusion then nearly screamed as his thumb added pressure to her already swollen clit. He kept attacking her as his cock was hardening and listened as she came nearer and nearer a climax. As she was nearly there, he turned on the bed. He pulled his hand out of her pussy and his mouth off her nipples. He gripped her light body and pulled her on top of himself. He placed his head between her legs and looked at her glistening sex.

Her pussy was beautiful. They had been together for almost nine years now and even though she was now 31 he still found her sex to be a work of art. Ellen drove her pussy back toward his face as he was blankly staring. She was making him finish what he started with his fingers a moment ago. “If you can make me cum before I make you cum then not only will I come with you on the trip but also I will dress sexy as well. You always want me to do that, but I won’t because our friends and family will see.” She told him.

As soon as he heard her proposition, he immediately dove into her folds like he was looking for money. As he was just tasting her, she was wrapping her hand around his 6.5-inch prick. Alte knew how good she was at cunnilingus and knew he had his work cut out for him, but he wanted that. He was licking her and was trying to fuck her small pussy with his tongue as he used his right hand to massage her clit again and with his left hand, he placed a thumb on her asshole and began rubbing circles around the rim.

Ellen looked down at his cock and knew that she was going to go, and she also knew that she was already going to dress slutty for him when she went. ‘In fact,’ she thought, ‘All I will bring are my slutty clothes for when we are off the bus. His friends better not try anything.’ Then she began stroking him with more and more pressure until her rhythm seemed to be in concert with how he was engaged with her pussy. She could feel her orgasm approaching and lowered her mouth onto his cock. She knew he was primed to cum as well, and as she lowered her mouth. She felt herself explode but masked it as she shuddered and stifled a moan with his cock. As she got past the bulbous head, she felt the first twitch of his cock and right after that there was a trickle of cum that came out as he came in her mouth.

She sat up on her knees with him between them still and made him continue to breath in her pussy smell and he loved it. He didn’t see what she did, but she gathered the remains cum that had escaped her lips and slid that into her mouth where she swallowed it all. While it wasn’t something she shared with him, she loved cum and the taste of it. When she watched porn, it was the cum that she drooled over. What she desperately wanted was a geyser of cum to coat her body, her face, her tongue. She was sad that all Alte seemed to give her was a few small strings of cum.

“I’ll go. I just need to let my company know.” She said, then continued. “We have an office out of Oslo. Maybe they would be able to set us up with a better place than your cheap ass team or this town.” Alte mumbled a response which was muted by the use of her pussy still covering his mouth. She rolled to the side and laid next to him.

“That would be awesome.” Alte said once she rolled off. Ellen looked at his face then laughed uproariously. She then grabbed her phone and quickly took a picture then showed it to him. When he looked at the picture it seemed like everything from his nose to his chin and running down the sides of his cheeks was glistening in pussy juice. In response to seeing the picture he licked his lips then got out of bed. “What a great breakfast babe. Now it’s time to start the day.

The two of them kept in contact for the next week as they worked out the particulars of the trip and where they would be staying. “I talked to my company and they are going to put us up in one of their executives’ homes. One of the partners in the company said he has plenty of room for us. His name is Martin. I couldn’t find any information about him other than he’s important and people seem to like him, but they sent me pictures of his place. I’ll send them to you.” She told him on the phone. It was the day before they were going to be leaving. He looked at the pictures she sent a moment later and was blown away by the sheer size of the place. It had a pool, and a spa, as well as a sauna and the bedrooms looked almost as big as they do in American movies.

“This is brilliant Ellen. Had you ever heard of Martin before?” He asked her.

“Honestly the only Martin that I’ve ever know was that guy in high school that I told you about. We went to the prom and he was so egotistical that he assumed we would sleep together. He spent the entire night groping me and fondling me and by the end of the night he had already fingered me. I fucking hated that guy.” She told him.

“I still don’t understand why you even went out with him at all.” Alte said.

“I went out with him because he was cute, and he made me laugh sometimes. The other stuff came later. That doesn’t matter now because there’s no way that this is the same guy. I heard that guy went off and married some rich girl so he’s probably over in Denmark somewhere.” She said. Then as they ended the call to each other they both said I love you and hung up. The plan was in place for their trip. Alte had the crazy idea of finally proposing to her on this trip and the nice house might be a good place since the views seemed to be wonderful and a proposal on the roof of the house would make for fantastic pictures and a good story.

When the day finally came that they were to leave for Oslo, Ellen said she would meet him at the bus. Alte wanted to come pick her up but what she wanted to do was to surprise him with all of the clothes that she was going to wear for him. He arrived and saw the bus as well as his teammates all gathered around something at the edge of the bus. As he approached, he saw a head of blond hair and as he fought his way to the center, he saw that Ellen was at the center of the group.

It was natural to see her as the center of attention wherever she went and today was no different. When he saw her, he was in shock. She was wearing an outfit so sexy that he was sure that she had already given a show to the men of the team by accident. “Babe, what is this?” He asked her. She just smiled and spun around slowly. The other men on the team all whistled their approval. What he was looking at was something that he tried to understand but struggled with.

Ellen, who normally dressed presentable outside was now wearing a small white tube top that only framed her breasts and left everything else exposed. It was a top that if she reached to high or if the bus hit a bump to hard then it would easily roll beneath her breasts. This alone made him swallow hard. Her entire stomach was exposed down to below her belly button where her jean skirt started. This skirt however didn’t extend that far. In fact, it only covered about a foot of space between below her belly button to the crease in her legs. The only thing holding the skirt together was a zipper that ran from the top to the bottom of the fabric.

If a person were to want to make a scene then all he would have to do is quickly unzip the skirt and it would easily fall away from her lithe body. “Ellen, could you put this in the boot for me?” He heard one of his teammates ask her and hand her a small bag. She grabbed it and turned then bent over at the waist and all the men craned their necks for a good view. Alte tried to block their view as best he could, but even he was struck by the sight of his beloved bent over and the pink of her panties peeking out of the bottom of the skirt.

When she stood back up there were other men all asking the same question. She looked at Alte then down at his pants and let the other men know that if they wanted to see more of her panties then they would need to pay for it. Then she laughed and held Alte’s hand, as she walked him out of the crowd. “Well? What do you think of outfit number one? Is it sexy enough?” She asked as she spun around then pushed him up into the empty bus.

“Quick, Get to the seat. I can see how worked up you are and if we’re quick we can settle you down.” She said as she pushed him towards the back. Three rows from the end of the bus she pushed him into a seat and quickly sat on top of him. She reached down and unzipped his pants and his cock nearly jumped out of his pants trying to get between her legs. She held his cock in her hand and pulled her panties to the side as she guided him into her cunt. She felt the girth of him split her open as she lowered herself onto him. She began sliding up and down and he begged for her to slow down before he came to soon.

In response to that she pulled her top down exposing her breasts to him and the rest of the empty back of the bus. Alte tried to look around to make sure that they were alone while she was slowly bouncy up and down his cock. He felt himself quickly nearing his end. Just as he felt the first jet of cum streaming up his cock, he heard the bathroom door at the back of the bus open and a teammate come out. What he saw was Ellen’s bared breasts with her top below them. Ellen and he made eye contact as she tried to hide herself and dove down into the corner of the seat out of view.

As she moved quickly off his cock, he was left exposed and the jets of cum shot up and out coating his pants and a shot also landed on her jean skirt as well. He looked over at Ellen trying to hide and fix her top at the same time and she wasn’t humiliated but rather she was laughing. “Did you enjoy the show, Max?” She asked loudly.

“What’s not to enjoy, I’ve always wanted to see your tits and I’m just surprised that Alte had it in him to do that on the bus.” Max replied.

“He didn’t have a choice. Now be a good boy and don’t tell anyone what you saw. Okay?” She asked.

“I think that that can be arranged. We’ll call my silence now a debt left unpaid. How does that sound? Perhaps Alte or you will let me collect some payment for my silence later.” He told her as he walked down the aisle of the bus. When he passed them, Alte was still exposed. Though his dick was deflated he had yet to put it back in his pants. Ellen was crouched in the chair next to him with her knees up to her chest. He paused as he passed to enjoy the view this afforded him. While yes, it did stop him from seeing her breasts, it did nothing for hiding the bright pink of her panties and luckily, she hadn’t made sure that her pussy was covered when she jumped off of Alte’s lap. Her Panties were still trapped to the side of her lips, giving him quite the show.

As Max passed them, he made it clear to Ellen where he was looking, and she quickly dropped a hand down between her legs and he saw her blush a deep crimson. “You sly fox. Payment rendered.” She said with a smile.

“Well worth the trip already.” He said and continued off the bus.

Once he was gone, Ellen looked at Alte ashamed and mouthed the words “I’m Sorry. I didn’t know he was there.” She then sat up and watched as the team began piling into the bus. Most of the men sat in front of them but Max and his friends passed by their seats in the back of the bus and as they passed by, all of them seemed to look over at Ellen with hopeful expressions.

“Alright, ladies and gentlemen, the drive over to Oslo will be about eight hours. Get some rest own the way. I got word that when we get in, we will be having a practice match with the local boys before the game. It’s gonna be late but they want it to happen and apparently the locals want to take us out afterwards.” The coach yelled to them from the front of the bus. There was a chorus of groans and ‘Booos’ that rang forward to him from everyone on the bus. No one it seems, wanted to ride in a bus for eight hours only to have to get off and play a game right away.

Eventually the men settled down and as the bus rolled out of Bergen and made its way East towards Oslo the men and their partners, they brought began talking to each other and passing the time.

As they neared Oslo, the tension on the bus began to grow. The men were ready to get off the bus and they each internally begged that each turn the bus made, would be the final one that brought them to the pitch. Eventually that’s exactly what happened as the bus made one final turn and in front of them was a beautiful green lawn. From the sight of it, the men thought it to be a professional practice field. The bus came to a slow stop at the edge of the field and the men started climbing off the bus. Each one seemed to do the same thing. They placed their feet on the ground and started stretching. First, they would bend over at the waist then stand up and step forward just enough to allow another person to step off the bus.

It became so jammed at the bus’s door that it was like navigating a blockade of people when the guests of the players started coming off the bus. Everyone looked around and the guests quickly found the bleachers overlooking the pitch and made their way to sit and watch the practice. The men retrieved their gear from under the bus including their balls, gloves, clothes and cleats. Each of them seemed to feel free enough to change into their practice clothes out in the open. Many of the guests enjoyed the show as each of the men were quite fit. When a few of them dropped the pants they had on, there was a surprise of an unexpected cock as they didn’t seem to wear underwear.

Once properly attired they began warming up in earnest on the field and before long the other team started to arrive. They drove their own cars to the field, and it seemed like a much more enjoyable idea. Once the other team fully arrived, both teams met in the middle of the field and shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. Ellen watched all of this happen and then as she was looking at Alte talking to a dark-haired gentleman with his back to her, she felt an uneasy feeling in her stomach. ‘There’s no way!’ She thought. Then she saw Alte point in her direction in the stands and the man faced her. To her horror it was the Martin from her youth. Her heart sank to her feet and her stomach jumped to her throat.

‘That doesn’t mean what you think it means. Sure, when you knew him, he was cocky and self-assured but there’s no way he’s the same Martin from the company.’ She said to herself in a reassuring tone. She knew, though that this would be wishful thinking. She knew that there were to many coincidences for the Martin from her past would now be the same one she would have to stay with. When she tried to swallow, she found that she couldn’t. Her mind was blank, and her body refused to follow what she wanted it to do. To anyone looking she was like a statue as she sat in the stands staring out at the two men looking at her.

They began to walk toward her, and her mind begged her body to run away, but it stayed in place and refused to move. “Honey, He says that he knows you?” Alte said as a question and gestured to the Martin she knew.

She thought the best way to play this would be dumb so that Alte didn’t think this was planned. “Yes, we sure do.” She said to Alte before turning to Martin. “Hello Martin, I didn’t know you were in Oslo. I thought you married up and moved away.” She told him.

“Oh, I did, and it was nice for a while. Then there was some trouble. “Martin explained, then turned to Alte and knocked him playfully in the ribs, “Trouble with my coworkers’ wives in my bed!” He said. Turning back to Ellen. “Now I work for a company that has our branch here in Oslo as well as one in Bergen where I hear you are from. In fact, are you the Ellen that will be staying with me this weekend?” He asked.

Alte’s mouth fell open. All at once he realized that this was the man whom Ellen had told him about. The one that had groped and played with her. The one that wouldn’t take no for an answer. Now he was hit with the realization that he was now back in their lives, temporarily.

Martin looked at Ellen in the stands and made sure she knew that he was really looking her over. She tried to squeeze her thighs together tightly but with her skirt being so short he still got a view of her panties from below the seat. “I see that you are still as much of a knockout now as when we were in school. We have so much to catch up on. I really look forward to picking up where we left off. If you know what I mean.” He said with a wink. “Now, how about a hug for good-luck before I go out there and embarrass your boyfriend?” He asked as he climbed the bleachers and leaned into her body. He made sure to wrap his hands around her and lower one to where her butt met the bleacher. The others around her watched this happen and it instantly created gossip.

Ellen was embarrassed and didn’t know how to react. Martin, to his credit, knew that he would need to not push too hard to fast, especially in public. “Alte is really good. He’s going to embarrass you.” She said, as Alte and Martin turned their backs to her and headed back to the field. Martins ears perked up to the sound of that, because it sounded like a challenge. He looked over at Alte then turned heel and walked back to Ellen in the stands.

“Is that a challenge?” He asked.

“It’s not a challenge if I know it’s true.” She said to him with as much venom as she could muster.

“Would you be willing to make a wager on that?” He questioned while raising his hand in a gesture that indicated a payment. “You know what? Never mind, you both know there’s no chance in hell this guy could beat me on the Pitch.” He told them as he turned around and ran off toward his own team. Alte and Ellen exchanged looks and both mouthed an I Love You to each other before Alte also turned and ran to his team.

With pleasantries over, both teams kicked the ball around and dribbled through each other’s legs. During this time, it was clear that Martin wasn’t playing very well. He was turning the ball over and kicking it out of bounds. A few times Alte and Martin squared up against each other and Martin easily lost him and had no trouble passing the ball back and forth from his teammates.

Ellen watched all of this and thought she saw a way to make some money and get revenge on this evil and revolting prick that she would soon squarely in her past. The scrimmage was coming to an end and Ellen stood up from the stands with the others and cheered for both teams and how hard they seemed to take this small practice. The coaches gathered both teams into the center of the field and spoke together as a team.

The coaches looked like they could have been brothers. They were both in their late 60’s with white hair and athletic frames. The wore different colored tracksuits and when they spoke, they both knew that men would listen. “Tomorrow, will be a big day for both of our teams. We want you to go home and get some rest. For my team, it was a long trip from Bergen, and it will be especially important that you don’t push it too much further tonight or the Oslo team will win by sending out Third Graders to play you.” Alte’s coach said to the teams.

All the men from the Oslo team laughed and looked at each other giving the other men high-fives. “My sister can play better than them.” Was a comment heard from the Oslo side.

“Alright men, get out of here and get some sleep.” The Oslo coach said, and it was clear the day was officially finished. Alte and Ellen headed for the bus with the rest of the team but unlike the rest of the team that climbed aboard for the trip to the hotel they were held back by the coach before stepping onto the bus.

“We don’t have a room for you guys and the hotel told us it’s full. You can check with the team, but we were under the impression you had different accommodations setup.” He told them. They both nodded dejectedly at this information and instead of bugging the already tired team they grabbed their bags from under the bus and trampled over to Martin waiting by his black Porsche Cayenne. He still maintained a smug look on his face and motioned for them to put their gear in the back.

Once their gear was stowed Alte sat in the front and Ellen in the back seat. “Aww, I was hoping for someone pretty in the front with me.” He said with a laugh. Both Ellen and Alte looked unhappy with their host and only managed a weak smile at his joke. As he drove Alte noticed that Martin kept looking back at Ellen by either turning his head back or by moving the rear-view mirror.

“Don’t you need that to drive?” Alte asked him as he watched him adjust it too far to the side to do him any good looking backwards.

“Why would I need that stupid thing to drive forward when I can use it to look at your girlfriend.” He told him.

“You can’t talk about me like that. Just take us to another hotel. There’s no way we can stay with you.” Ellen said.

“Well that’s too bad. I wonder what head office will say about that after they are really hoping that we can be the start of better communication between the Bergen branch and us here in Oslo since our two branches are so distant right now.” Martin said as he blatantly turned back at a stop light and looked at Ellen’s long legs. “They want us to really get in bed with each other, if you know what I mean. Strictly in a business way…of course.” He said, layering on as much sexual innuendo as he could muster.

Soon they arrived at a large home with a gate. After they passed the gate and neared a garage it opened without a noticeable actuator. Martin drove into the spacious garage and got out. He directed them to the wing on the opposite of the house that he lived on and said that dinner would be ready in fifteen minutes

Alte and Ellen walked through the large space in awe at the sheer size of the place. “Why does one man need so much space?” Ellen asked.

“Maybe he’s compensating for something.” Alte said and tried to stifle a laugh.

“Trust me, he’s not.” Ellen said off-hand then immediately regretted it. Alte heard it and suddenly felt emasculated and embarrassed. He decided right then that a bet would be made, no matter what. “I’m going to take a shower and change. That was a long trip and I need to relax honey. I’ll be out shortly.” She told him before unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. She then lifted the small white material of her tube top over her head and finally stepped out of her panties. Now that she was entirely naked, she took a moment to stretch out her arms wide and to her it felt like heaven being naked in such splendor.

She walked gracefully into the bathroom and saw a double vanity with a large and wide mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror and lifted her hands to her breasts. She squeezed them together then lifted them up and let them fall under their own weight. She was proud that at 31 years old she could still compete with the bodies of the young girls. She noticed her nipples had hardened in the unfamiliar environment and lightly touched them. This sense a pulse through her body directly to her clit where it begged to be touched.

She looked back in the room and saw that Alte was still there and so she closed the door then turned back to the mirror. She looked at herself as she kept a hand on her nipple and lowered her other hand through the small patch of blond hairs covering her pussy and once she found her fingers neatly tucked in the folds of her pussy she felt the dampness of her own excitement.

She allowed herself a few minutes of masturbatory fantasy before she would have to deal with Martins self-confident and sexually deviant ways. With her eyes closed she tried to imagine Alte walking in and bending her over the vanity. In her own fantasy though, when she looked in the mirror, it was Martin looking back at her with his evil grin. She felt so close but couldn’t give him the satisfaction. Not even in her own fantasy. She pulled her hands away and walked away from the large mirror and over to the shower.

She showered in the largest shower she had ever been in and afterwards used the robe on the wall to wrap herself in and returned to find the room was empty. She was hoping that Alte would have joined her in the shower, but he never appeared. She rummaged through her bag and found a cream colored bra and matching cotton panties and put both of them on before taking the white ruffled dress with two-inch wide shoulder straps and a small blue line of embroidered flowers circling the trim around the bottom of the skirt as well as the same intricate embroidery around the neckline as well.

Once dressed she plodded down echoing halls until she seemed to happen upon the dining room where Alte and Martin sat quietly. When she came in, Martin immediately stood up followed by Alte who couldn’t be one-upped by this horrible human being. “My dear, you look beautiful. I wanted to have you know that your boyfriend and I have come to an agreement on the bet you propositioned at the practice.” Martin said to her as he sat back down.

“And?” She asked.

“He said you don’t have two Krone to rub together so we had to think of something a little more unorthodox. If I win then I get to take you out for dinner then home and as long as you are with me then he can’t interfere, no matter what.” He told her, waiting for effect. She looked between Alte and Martin in disbelief.

“Was this your idea Alte? I told you what this monster did to me in High School and you want to give him the chance to do it again?” She stood quickly from the table with the intention of storming out.

“You saw how bad he played and plus you’re older now and smarter and” he was saying.

“Prettier!” Martin jumped in and completed his sentence for him.

“And what if he wins?” She asked Martin.

“If he wins then you get to drive back to Bergen in that pretty Porsche you came home with me in. Beautiful dress by the way. I don’t think you could get away with pink panties in that dress, could you? I’m guessing beige or white bra and panties to match. Am I right?” He said with confidence.

“You’re on!” Ellen said, “And what’s more. When he beats you tomorrow then you have to pay for our honeymoon when we decide to get married to each other.” She was saying then saw the twinkle in Martins eyes and she continued, “Alte and I… of course.” She finished and crossed her arms. She thought that made her look defiant but to Martin it only worked to place her breasts on a shelf, and he loved looking at the contents of that shelf.

Martin was finished with his meal and stood up to face Ellen. “Well, if you are adding terms to the deal then it’s only fair that I do as well. Tomorrow you have to wear what I tell you to and while I won’t make a move on you when we are out of your boyfriends’ site, I will when we get back home. And you will have to follow exactly three of my commands without question and without refusal. Do you agree to that term?” He asked her.

Ellen thought for a long time and as the men looked at her, they could see her balance the pros and cons of winning and losing. ‘When we win, we will have a fancy car and a free trip somewhere nice for free. But if we lose…. Ewww” She wouldn’t even let herself think what would happen if they lost. “Maybe you were just acting like you played badly at practice so you could do this.” She said in a voice that told the others that she didn’t believe what she was saying. ‘Sure, it’s possible. But he was soooooo bad out there. No way he could be any good at all.’ She nodded to him. “Deal!” She told him then turned around and returned to their bedroom where she quickly took off the dress and bra then pulled over a gray sweater, she had brought to sleep in.

Looking at the sweater as she was wearing it, she was amazed that after 15 years she still loved it so much. It was thread-bare and long ago she had cut out the neckline to create a large scoop at the top. The bottom elastic was still there but it was loose. She knew that it was a mess, but she loved it. She didn’t remember why.

With that gray sweater, she pulled on a pair of small pink boxer shorts. She loved them because she could sleep for days in them. She called them her ‘Coma’ shorts because every time she slept in them; it was like being in a coma.

Alte glared at the smug look on Martins face and followed Ellen to the bedroom. Ellen was already in bed, but Alte needed to finally get the day off of him. He couldn’t understand the day’s events. ‘An eight-hour bus ride that started with sex, then a scrimmage in which he dominated his girlfriend’s ex-molester and now he was in that same guys house. On top of that, he would have to play this guy tomorrow and if he lost then she would go out with him and be able to not deny three requests by him. What have I got myself into?’ He thought to himself as he cleaned his body in the shower. ‘This is completely mental. I’m not sure Ellen knows what this could mean if we lose.’

Alte knew that great players could easily feign incompetence. He had seen it a lot. He’d seen it from his own team and on television at some of the biggest matches. ‘What if Ellen’s wrong and he’s actually really good and I get schooled tomorrow. Fuck Me, I can’t, I don’t want to think about that.’ He thought again as he got out of the shower and dried off to get ready for bed.

Once he was ready for bed, he crawled in alongside her and pressed his body close to hers under the covers. She pushed her ass against his crotch and in response he wrapped his arm around her waist. “Hold on, this sweater’s going to be too hot.” She said as she sat up in bed and in a single motion, she pulled the gray well-worn sweater over her head then tossed it to where her other clothes laid in the corner.

Once she was comfortable, she laid back down and they resumed the position that they had been in. Alte reveled in the feeling of his hand as it caressed her warm skin on her stomach then moved his hand up until it felt the swell of her left breast and allowed his hand to lightly hold it. “I’m not about to fuck you in this pricks house. You know that right?” She asked him.

“I know, I wouldn’t want to give him the pleasure of hearing how much you scream when you are cumming.” He said as he squeezed her breast playfully then lowered his hand to her abdomen where he left it as they drifted off to sleep.

“Wake up man. I gotta get to the field early.” Alte heard as he slowly opened his eyes to see Martin stand over him. He was already dressed in his futbol uniform. Alte was surprised at how refreshed and ready for the day he seemed to be. Then he noticed Martin look over the bed toward Ellen. When he turned to see what he was looking at he saw that the covers were entirely off of her. Her leg nearest the edge of the bed was straight but her other leg was bent at the hip and the knee which created a wide space between her boxer shorts loose legs that allowed Martin to enjoy those cream panties he had guessed at the night before. Since she had taken off the sweater earlier, she had remained topless and now this asshole Martin was looking at her breasts and she had her arms over her head like she was inviting him to ogle her.

“Get the fuck out of here man!” Alte told him quietly. Martin held up his hands in the air and backed out of the room. As he was going, he looked over at Ellen once more then winked at Alte and gave him a thumbs up. Alte couldn’t reconcile the idea that this guy just openly stared at his girlfriend right in front of him. Then he had the thought, ‘How long was he looking at her before he woke me up? My god he could have been staring at her forever.’ As he had these thoughts, he found that his cock twitched a recognition at excitement. He turned to Ellen and thought, ‘Can’t really blame him though. She is a gorgeous woman.’ He then slowly rocked her back and forth to wake her up. He rocked her body and saw her breasts slightly shift from side to side with her body. He really liked watching them do that and this was by far his favorite way of waking her up.

She opened her eyes slowly and stretched with her whole body as she returned to the world of the awake. “Do I have to get up?” She asked like a little girl and stared at Alte with a pouty face that would make an 8 your old girl mad because she had done it so well. He told her that it was time to go and get ready for the game and if they wanted any breakfast then they needed to get it now.

Alte grabbed some clothes out of his bag and threw them on and at the same time Ellen simply grabbed the sweater from the floor and put it over her head. Then they walked out of the room together and into the kitchen where Martin was busy reading a paper and looked over as they came in. “Nice of you to dress before you came out. Seeing you topless was great but I don’t think Alte liked it too much.” He said then looked at his shorts. Alte was sporting a semi-hard cock visible through his shorts. ‘Maybe he did!” Then he laughed at Alte as he put his hands over the front of his shorts.

“It’s just morning wood and it’s not cool that you came into our room this morning.” Alte tried to scold him.

“He saw me sleeping? How come you didn’t tell me?” Ellen asked Alte incredulously.

“I don’t know. We needed to get up and I didn’t want to worry you I guess.” He told her. He was sure if that was actually the reason but, in the moment, it made sense as an answer.

“Nice sweater. I had the same…Wait a minute. I remember that the time I lost it was around the same time we used to fuck so much. You stole my sweater, didn’t you?” He asked her as he pointed at the sweater on her body. Ellen cocked her hip out and stood as defiantly as possible.

“I don’t remember how or where I got it. If it was yours then it isn’t now so, get over it.” She said as she tried to stare holes through him. The sweater cocked crooked on her small frame and tipped over her shoulder. It sat just low enough on her chest that the swell of her breast was visible.

“That’s alright babe. It looks better on you than it ever did on me anyway. Although I would love to see you give it back to me right now.” He said and laughed over his paper. The rest of breakfast was completed in silence and Alte and Ellen returned to the room to get ready to leave.

“I thought you said that all he did was grope you at the school dance?” Alte asked as he was putting on his uniform for the game. It consisted of a green shirt and shorts made of a light fabric blend material and worked to keep him cool when he got hot. There was a white number 10 printed on the back and two white stripes running down each side in parallel to each other.

“Well that was true. He did grope me at the dance, then more happened the weeks after that. Can we not talk about this now?” She asked him. “You need to win the game and if he gets in your head and you lose then…” she said then stopped mid-sentence.

“You’d have to go out with him then do three things he makes you do.” Alte finished angrily. “I don’t know why you agreed to that deal at all. At least with the date, you would be in public and he wouldn’t be able to try to much.” He told her.

“That’s bullshit. He used to take me out all the time and fuck me. He fucked me at a movie theatre, at a park, and at a futbol match in the high stands when it was empty. He’s an asshole and a pervert.” She said returning his anger.

They both stewed in their anger towards each other for having put themselves in this position. Ellen picked up her bag from the floor and found a black thong and a pair of her stretch work out pants. To pair with that pulled out a white lace shelf bra and over that she wore a black tank top. Feeling her nipples rub back and forth on the fabric of the shirt as it moved was already making her horny and she thought about changing three times in 30 minutes until they all walked out of the house together.

Martin walked behind her as they headed towards the Porsche and enjoyed the view from the back. The pants eventuated the work that Ellen put in at the gym. Her ass looked like a firm and unyielding bubble perfect for holding onto. He applauded himself for getting both Alte and Ellen right where he wanted them.

This time when they climbed in Alte took up the back seat because he didn’t want to seem like he was being friendly with a competitor and he wanted to be focused for the game. Ellen sat up front with Martin and as they drove down the driveway, she had the realization that she could have and should have sat int he back with her boyfriend and left Martin in the front alone. She only sat up front out of habit and was internally beating herself up for the oversight.

Martin enjoyed the company in the front seat and found viable excuses to go into the glovebox not once but three times on the short drive to the pitch the game would be played on. When he would go into the glovebox, he was sure to get as close to her as he could and accidentally make contact with her knees and thighs. Each time Ellen tried to move away but there wasn’t anywhere in the SUV for her to go.

They made it to the pitch, and They all opened their doors at the same time. Alte quickly got out and surveyed the area. Ellen also got out, but she looked over her shoulder at Alte. She was wondering if he saw what Martin was doing in the car. She hoped he didn’t because she kinda liked the attention. Martin sat in his car for a moment longer than everyone else. He watched as Ellen slid out of her seat and the way her ass bounced as she dropped to the ground. He then noticed that there was some fuzz or lint attached to the slick material of her pants. He would enjoy taking it off for her.

After he got out and opened the back of the car for Alte and himself to get their game gear out, he closed it and they walked in quietly. Alte putting his game face on and Ellen staying quiet while he did so. Martin had no reason to worry about the game. He knew that he was throwing practice yesterday and that Alte was throwing everything he had into it. So, while he saw Alte psyching himself up, he reached behind Ellen and put his hand on her ass. Then leaned over and whispered in her ear quiet enough for her to hear but not for Alte to hear. “Just as perfect as I remember it. You have a piece of fuzz. Let me get it.” She jumped in surprise and as Alte looked over, she told him to focus on the game. Martin enjoyed his time roaming her cheeks looking for that fuzz until she put her hand on his and removed it from her ass.

“Hands off. You don’t get privileges; you didn’t win anything.” She told him in a quiet tone as well, then looking over at Alte as they stopped on the edge of the field. “Good Luck honey. You’ll do great.” She told him and leaned over to give him a kiss. As she leaned into him Martin stood behind her and finally found the fuzz and reached out to pinch it off but *accidentally* also happened to pinch her ass as well. Ellen felt him but tried her best to ignore him.

She then stood on the edge and watched the two men run onto the field and join their teams. After that she climbed into the stands with the growing crowd and was quite surprised to see that the crowd was rather large. After a bit longer the crowd grew and eventually the game started. She cheered as loudly as she could, but the game wasn’t going well from the start.

On the pitch Alte and Martin faced off. “Hope you don’t mind a little trash talk.” Martin said to Alte.

“You can say whatever you like. I’m still going to destroy you.” He said back.

“Oh yeah? You thought I was trying yesterday? Well that’s a stupid thought. I guess that means you were trying.” He responded then laughed.

Alte’s worst fears were being realized. If what Martin was saying was true, then he was about to get schooled out here. When he was having this realization, the ball was put into play and he was passed easily as the opposing team headed toward his goal. They kicked the ball and though the goalkeeper made a great initial save it was kicked again and rolled easily into the net. As Martin ran past him, he stopped long enough to gloat. “One to nothing. I wonder if Ellen still screams like a banshee when she cums on a cock. I guess I’ll find out tonight huh?” After he said this, he smiled then ran off to celebrate with his team.

Alte sat stunned and a bit angry. He was sure to get in the game now. When the ball was put in play again, he tried to stay with Martin as best as he could, but it seemed that he kept running away from him. In frustration Alte kicked Martins legs out from under him and received a Yellow Card and Martin got a penalty shot which he missed. Alte was ashamed of his outburst and action and tried to help Martin up. Martin on the other hand used the opportunity to laugh at Alte more. “Your girlfriend is going to be my whore tonight and you are going to watch it all.” He said to him.

This was more than Alte could take and he lost his temper and punched Martin in the face and getting him tossed from the game. Martin waved at the back of Alte’s jersey as he walked off the pitch and became a spectator. Martins team played a great game and won easily with a score of 4-1. The one point that the team from Bergen scored was at the end of the game when the Oslo team eased up and let them have it.

After the game the teams came together, and everyone seemed to be in a great mood. Everyone except Alte. His teammates felt like he was being a bad sport with the violence on the pitch as well as the attitude he now had as he glared at Martin the entire time. The teams bonded together over a lunch and the free flowing of beer. Nearing five o’clock at night the celebration began to wind down and Alte, Ellen and Martin met up at his car for the ride home. Again, Ellen absent-mindedly sat in the front and Alte climbed in the back where he closed his eyes and laid across the bench seat.

The ride home was quiet and uncomfortable for everyone but Martin. He was internally gloating and smiling at his good fortune. As they arrived at his home, everyone could feel the tension rising and someone had to say something. That someone ended up being Alte, “I’m calling the bet off. You cheated and that voids the bet. I mean, I didn’t even play in the game.” He said.

“I bet that if your team won you would have gladly taken this Porsche home as well as the paid honeymoon if you guys ever get married. Wouldn’t you?” He asked both of them. Ellen shook her head yes in a weak and meek manner. Alte sat quietly as the Porsche came to a stop. Martin knew he won that battle of the minds and so he continued his conquest. “I had my housekeeper lay some clothes out for you on your bed. Only wear what’s on the bed and nothing else. Is that understood?” He asked her directly and ignoring Alte in the back. Ellen looked back at Alte then nodded slowly as she turned back towards Martin.

She was dejected and then suddenly Martin saw a flicker of fire in her eyes and exploded with her voice. “That counts as one of your three orders.” She said in triumph.

“Of course, it does my dear. What else would you expect?” He replied in response as he turned off the car and climbed out. He walked away from them in the car and walked into his home to get ready for the night.

“Are you actually going through with this?” Alte asked.

“Don’t you see? I don’t have a choice. If he goes to our bosses and tells them how rude I was or that I’m not a team player, then I will never see a promotion and I may as well quit because they would find a reason to fire me.” She told him. She knew the dangers but the risks of not going through were far greater than Martins wandering hands. She climbed out of the car and Alte followed her like a dog, into the house.

Ellen walked in first and saw the dress lying on the bed. In contrast to the bright white linen and comforter on the bed the dress stood out like a strobe light in the dark. Ellen felt flattered that she would be given such an amazingly beautiful dress. The dress had only one sleeve and it was made so her entire left arm shoulder and neckline would be exposed as the neckline dropped from directly next to her neck on her right side to under her arm then back up to her neck. The length didn’t seem any shorter than she would normally wear. The material was one she wasn’t familiar with and it was smooth and soft and shimmered as she moved around it. The dress seemed to change colors as she picked it up and it had a buttery texture that she just wanted to keep touching.

Once she was done ogling the dress like Martin seemed to keep ogling her, she found the shoes on the floor under it. The shoes had a four-inch heel and open toed design. It had a single strap over the toes then an X cross that would run over the main part of her foot and tied together in a three-inch band that would wrap around her ankle. They were black and when she picked them up, she could tell that they were expensive and amazingly, they were the correct size. She wasn’t sure how he had done this or what his goals were for the night, but she had to wear this dress and she couldn’t wait any longer.

She quickly stripped out of her clothes and jumped in the shower. She knew that she wasn’t dirty but still wanted to look as good as possible because the dress deserved it and not Martin. That was the lie that she told herself. Honestly though she was excited about going out in Oslo to a nice restaurant. Alte took her out, but Bergen is nowhere near as big as Oslo and she was going to have fun, with or without Alte.

After the shower she looked on the bed for the strapless bra and couldn’t find one. After not seeing the bra she thought to look for the panties. She failed to see any sign of either one and asked Alte if he had seen them. His eyes got big and he said, “There wasn’t any underwear.”

“Does he expect me to go without panties or bra? There’s no way!” She said loudly.

“That’s why he was okay with that being the first of the three orders. He knew what he was doing.” Alte said.

Now completely flustered, Ellen picked up the dress and slid it over her head and slowly slide it down her body. Watching his girlfriend getting ready to go out with another man was driving Alte crazy with jealousy. Although he loved seeing her naked body dressing, he hated the idea that she would be out with *HIM*. He tried to busy himself in the room as she continued getting dressed.

He watched as she applied makeup and jewelry that was brought to the room by someone they hadn’t seen yet. Once she was all done, she pulled her hair into a high ponytail and after she stepped into the heels and secured them to her feet she stood in front of Alte for his opinion. “You look amazing honey. I don’t want to let you go.” He told her.

She made him take a picture of her as she posed for the camera and told him not to be silly. “It’s only a single date on a single night. Every other day is yours.” She told him. Ellen then leaned in and pecked him on the lips before leaving him in the room alone. “I don’t want to ruin my make-up.” She said as she left. They both knew that he wasn’t going to walk her out. To do that, he would have to watch as Martin walked out the door alone with his wife.

When she made it out to the main hall of the house, she saw Martin walk from his side of the house and she was surprised at how handsome he was. When his mouth wasn’t moving, she thought he was very hot. She crossed her legs and did a small pose for her date as he approached. “You look fucking beautiful babe!” He told her before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in tightly to him where he kissed her on the lips, and she returned the kiss with more than a peck. He then broke the kiss and wrapped his arm around her waist and led her out of the house.

He didn’t walk her to the Porsche that she’d already been in and instead he led her to an Audi R8. It was blue in color mixed in with black accents throughout the trim and the rims and tires were also both black as well. “What a fantastic car!” She enthused. She had decided as she was walking out of the room that she would be a good sport for this date. She reasoned that it wasn’t her idea and that maybe Alte would be more responsible next time if she made him a little jealous here.

Martin walked her to her door and opened it and stood there while she squatted down to get in the car.

“I’m very glad that you followed my directions so well. I was afraid that you would try and wear panties tonight and I see that you didn’t.” He said to her as she looked up and saw that his eyes were looking between her legs that she needed to open slightly in order to get in the car.

“Hey mister. I thought you said you were going to be a gentleman tonight?” She asked as a reminder to him.

“Oh, I will be. But later I will be something else.” He said while he closed the door and walked around the back of the car and climbed into the driver’s seat. He started the car and the hum of the engine had an immediate effect on her. She was never a car girl but this one purred like a cat and there was also a low rumble that she felt in her seat and it seemed to vibrate in the perfect spot to make her excited. She felt her nipples harden as he pulled out of the driveway quickly then settled into a fast yet comfortable speed on the road.

As he drove, he moved his hand over until it rested on her exposed thigh. He made no motion to move it higher and instead it just seemed like it was a comfortable place for him to have his hand. Ellen was ready to reject his hand but didn’t when she saw he wasn’t moving it. As they drove into Oslo, they exchanged small talk and she was surprised to find that he had grown a lot since she knew him in high school. She found herself beginning to relax and when she did, she felt his finger move on her leg. To her it seemed innocuous and she enjoyed how it felt so she left him alone.

Soon they pulled to the front of an exclusive restaurant that she had read about in a magazine and never thought that she would be able to go. It seemed that going on a date with Martin was going to have its benefits. The valet stood at her door and Martin quickly waved him away. Ellen seemed unsure why he would do that until she saw him come around the front of the car and open her door. She was aware of his game and swung her legs out at the same time. “Looks like someone’s learning to hide her modesty. Hopefully we can get you to forget that as the night goes on.” He said to her as he held his hand out for her to take. She reached her hand up and placed it in his strong hand and he gently closed it around her hand. He then lightly lifted up as she pulled herself out of the small car. He then placed his hand around her waist and let it rest low on her hip as they walked toward the restaurant together.

Martin took his arm from around her as they reached the door so that he could hold the door for her to walk through ahead of him and once through he resumed his place next to her with his arm around her. It was easy to forget that she despised this man and found herself starting to be attracted to him. The Maître d’ located their reservation and had an attendant nearby walk them to their table. It was a table in the center of the restaurant with four seats around it. He held Ellen’s chair for her then sat directly next to her.

He found that sitting across from a woman on a date is a position of conflict and not a romantic gesture as it forces you to only look at that person and he wanted her to be in as good a mood as he could manage. As they talked, it seemed that the conversation came easier and easier and the laughter and smile came more readily that before. They ordered food and as it came, they shared what they each had on their plates. Ellen allowed Martin to feed her and as he did, he would move his chair closer to hers and their knees would touch as his fork would slide into her mouth.

Martin felt his cock grow under the table as he intently watched her lips close around the edges of his fork sensually then pull the food off. More than once that night she saw him reach down and adjust himself. ‘I wonder if it still looks the same.’ She found herself thinking at dinner as she glanced down at the table wishing for X-ray vision.

After dinner they left the restaurant and strolled leisurely along the bank of a small stream and held hands gently as they walked. Ellen had left Alte and any thoughts of him at the house and was only present in the moment right then. “Martin, what are the other two orders you are going to give me? You already know what they are don’t you?” She asked as they walked.

“I’d really rather it be a surprise for when we get back to the house.” He told her. Martin stopped at the edge of the stream and pulled her close to him and kissed her passionately. He found that as he kissed her, she began pressing herself against him more. She returned his kiss and opened her mouth to accept his tongue. Ellen then ran her hand down his stomach and over the front of his pants and felt his cock twitch under her touch.

She pulled away quickly and held her hand up in front of her. She had a look of surprise and looked at her hand like she couldn’t believe what her hand had done. “You said you wouldn’t try anything!” She tried to be mad as she spoke to him, but he could tell she wasn’t.

“Isn’t a kiss natural for a date?” He asked innocently. “Plus, it was you that went and groped me Ellen.” He said as he approached her. She didn’t shy away as he neared her, and he pulled her close to him again and kissed her lightly and allowed their mouths to become familiar with each other as he held onto the small of her back. He then told her that it was time to head home.

Martin noticed that Ellen had a dreamy look in her eyes as they waited for the car and suddenly hoped that she was in the right mood and when he opened her door he would find out.

The valet arrived with his car and Martin opened her door. As she lowered down to sit down, she opened her legs to step into the car and smiled up at him before he closed the door. He then walked around the back of the car again and climbed in easily before driving away. “Did you enjoy the show?” She asked.

“I wasn’t expecting dinner and a show at that restaurant, but I will have to give them five stars on our review.” He teased her playfully as he again reached over and placed his hand on her thigh. He made the conscious effort to let it land higher on her leg this time and she thought it felt nice and left it there.

Eventually they found themselves at the house and Ellen felt like the night was almost over. “Our date is over when I say it is, correct?” He asked with authority.

She was surprised about her reaction, but she liked the idea of continuing the date. “I guess it does yes.” She told him. He then held her hand as they walked into the house. They saw Alte watching television in one of the living rooms. He stood up expecting to get his girlfriend back.

“Where are you going?” Alte asked her.

“I don’t know. Martin said our dates not over yet.” She said truthfully.

“What do you mean the dates not over, you’re at home? Of course, the dates over.” He asked as his voice was raising.

“Alte, I am going to take my date to my hot-tub outside my room to enjoy a nightcap and when we are done there, then I will send her back to you. She’ll be no worse for the wear. I promise.” Martin said as he continued to pull her through the house and out to the patio.

She hadn’t been in the backyard, but she thought that the space fit the house very well. It was setup in a U-shape where the wing they were walking toward was Martins and the other wing was theirs and in the middle of the home was all of the living space. As they neared the in ground hot tub, she saw him begin to shed his clothes and soon was in his white boxer briefs then released her hand and walked into the water. He then sat opposite her and said, “The second order is that you will give me a lap dance here and now.”

She looked surprised but not disgusted. She had given them before, but she wasn’t sure about this. “A bet’s a bet.” He reminded her.

She then looked down at her dress and heels and bent down to take off the heels until he stopped her. “Climb in here and start dancing.” He told her. She then stood up and walked to the edge of the spa. Gently she stepped down into the water and felt like she was ruining these shoes as she did so. As she stepped further into the spa the hem of her skirt was running along the edge of the water as well.