A Holiday Bet - Day 1

A Holiday Bet - Day 1

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Phoebe can no longer afford her rent, so comes up with a bet with her landlord James. She will spend a whole week working around the house, completely naked, in return for writing off the debt she owes. But, if James touches her once, she will win 6 months free living in the house. Who will cave in first?

Summary

Phoebe can no longer afford her rent, so comes up with a bet with her landlord James. She will spend a whole week working around the house, completely naked, in return for writing off the debt she owes. But, if James touches her once, she will win 6 months free living in the house. Who will cave in first?

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Submitted: December 04, 2015

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I hadn't been paid for weeks and I knew that my days as James' lodger would be nearing an end if I didn't get some extra cash. As I saw it, I had a few options:

Ask James to let me stay for free for a few more weeks until my boss finally sorted out the company finances. Unfortunately, I doubted that James would agree to that considering I was already five weeks behind my rent. Also, it seemed highly unlikely that my boss would be able to sort out the finances. I'd looked myself the other day and found that he had been stealing money from the bank account for years. It was no wonder that it was all falling apart for the company.

My second option was to get a bank loan to keep me going until I found a new job. However, I already had five outstanding loans that I was barely able to keep up the payments for so that was out too. I doubted that there was a bank in the country that hadn't at one point leant me money. I could always have gone to a... less official lender but I liked my face too much to risk upsetting a loan shark.

So, that left me two other options. Ask for money from my parents, friends, distant family... Anyone that would lend me money. But then I had the same problem as with the bank. I had borrowed money from everyone that I knew at one point or another in my life, and since I hadn't always paid people back... Rarely ever actually... I saw that as an unlikely option.

Taking all of this into account, I reached the final option. It was not something I wanted to do, I had been hoping to save it until I was really in desperate need but at the rate things were going... That seemed to be now. Gathering all of my courage, I called James into the living room and sat him down with a cup of his favourite tea. He must have immediately sensed that something was wrong - afterall, I rarely ever called him in like this, and never made him tea willingly.

"What can I do for you, Phoebe?" he asked warily.

"Look, James... I am just going to get straight to the point. There is no way that I am going to be able to pay the rent. The company is going under and until I find another job I am practically broke." I tried to read his expression, but James' face was remarkably blank. He was not going to give away anything. "I have a suggestion, though."

"Phoebe..."

"Please, just hear me out, James," I interrupted. "Remember last year when I fell behind on my rent, you said that if I walked around the house completely naked for a week that you would just wipe off the debt? I said you were an idiot... Maybe I used slightly stronger language than that... but the point stands. Well, here is my suggestion. If I do that, will you write this debt off?"

James let out a small laugh, more shocked than anything else. "Phoebe... I am pretty sure that a drunk suggestion from a year ago doesn't mean much. I am not comfortable with this. I feel as though I'd be taking advantage of you."

I sighed, wracking my brain for a way to make this work. "Okay, how about this. I will walk around naked, I'll even be a home-slave for you. I mean... I will do all the cleaning, cooking, whatever other odd jobs around the house you need doing. Please, don't argue yet. I think, as a protection to me, if you lay a hand on me at any point over the week, I get to live here as your lodger free for a year."

"A year?" James exclaimed. I knew it was a harsh compromise, since he relied on the income from my rent to supplement his relatively mediocre wage, but as I studied him I realised the premise of my deal had been accepted and we were now only haggling over the forfeit. "How about three months free?"

"Nine."

"Six. Last offer."

I nodded, happy with that solution. In reality, I hadn't been at all sure that James would take the to "forfeit" at all, so an extra six months would be a god send. Now all I needed to do was to make him give in, lay a hand on me and I'd be in a far more secure position when I tried to find a new job. "Thank you, James."

James took a sip of his tea and regarded me curiously. "Well?"

"Well what?"

Raising his eyebrows, James said, "I think you are a little over dressed. We may as well get the week started now."

Somewhat shocked by his sudden brashness, I shrugged, knowing that I would have had to strip for James eventually. I stood up and slowly started unbuttoning my blouse, revealing a black lacy bra that barely covered my 34C breasts. Biting my lip cheekily, I ran my hands over my chest before releasing the clasp at the front, freeing my tits. Letting my clothes fall to the floor, I slid my tight skirt down until my tiny matching thong started to peak out from beneath the layer of fabric. Leaning against the christmas tree for a few moments to allow James to just admire my body, I finally removed the thong so I was completely naked.

I gave James my most dazzling smile and walked over to him, taking a knealing position on the floor in front of him. I took his hand in mine and held it a few centimetres above my heaving chest. I knew he could feel the heat radiating off of my bare chest and I gave him another smile. "Not a single touch, or six months free, right?"

"That's what I said," James replied, although his expression told me that he desperately wanted to touch me, even just a little bit. I think he also knew that I was going to make this week as unbareable for him as I possibly could. He brought his eyes up from my chest and gave me a grin. "However, I fear that you are going to make this almost impossible for me, am I correct? I would like to ammend the bargain slightly. It seems unfair that I am not allowed to take advantage of you, when you are clearly taking advantage of me. Agree?" 

I gave him a small nod, unsure where this was going - and not overly confident that I would like the outcome. To prove my point, I brought our hands down to my lap so that James' hand was almost touching the flesh around my pussy.  "Yes, I suppose you could say that."

"I think if you touch me, there should be a penalty too. Every time you touch me, you lose a week from your six months. How does that sound?" James' hand was visibly shaking, and it was clearly taking all of his concentration to not give in and have me there and then.

With a great, dramatic sigh, I released his hand and stood up so my pussy was right in front of James' face. "I suppose that is fair. Now, what would you like me to clean first?"

James let out a laugh, the air expelled from his mouth warm against my clit. "Give this room a dust," he said, waving a hand as he leant away from me. "The dust ruins the christmas atmosphere."

Rolling my eyes, I grabbed a duster and started cleaning the room, wiggling my ass as I moved around the room. As I moved around doing the cleaning, I found myself getting more and more horny as James watched my movements intensely. Suddenly stopping what I was doing, I turned around on the spot and started rubbing the fluffy duster over my chest. It immediately made my nipples harder - as if that was actually possible. I trailed the duster down my flat stomach and started rubbing it over my clit.

The motion made me shudder as my clit started pounding. I licked my lips, continuing to "dust" my inner thighs. The smell of my juices was filling the room and James' cock was pressing hard against the confines of his jeans. Walking slowly over to the sofa, James curled his legs up so there was no chance of touching me as I took a seat. I opened my legs wide for him, his eyes fixed on my pussy.

Slowly I started rubbing the handle of the duster up and down between my pussy lips, the plastic sliding easily thanks to my flowing juices, until I could no longer take it. I shoved the duster handle into my pussy hole and began thrusting it in and out. Each thrust caused me to let out a deep sigh and I lifted one hand to my tits to massage them as I fucked myself with the duster. The fact that James' was watching me so enthralled only made the experience more arousing and within thirty seconds I was almost ready to cum.

My body went stiff as orgasm flowed over me, my hands falling to my sides as the waves of pleasure continued to make my pussy tremble. I was suddenly aware of the duster still moving inside me, but the forced movement within my pussy only sent further orgasm waves through my body. It continued without relent and when my orgasm finally subsided, I opened my eyes to see James standing above me, his hand around the duster.

He pulled it out from my pussy and told me to open my mouth. I did so without question and slowly wrapped my lips around the wet handle of the duster. James gentle pushed it in and out of my mouth, and I ran my tongue over every inch until I was sure no more of my cum remained on the cleaning instrument.

"Do you want to feel it in your ass?" James asked, his voice husky with lust. I agreed without a second thought and turned over on the sofa so James had perfect access to my ass. To start, he just brushed my ass cheeks with the fluffy duster part, the gentle movement driving me crazy. Occasionally, he slid the duster under me so that it tickled my already highly sensitive pussy. I thrusted my hips against the brush, unable to stop myself from moaning in pleasure.

James suddenly pulled it from beneath me and slapped it down across my ass cheeks. It sent a small sharp pain through my body but it only succeeded in making me even more wet that I already was. I could take the teasing no more and told him fuck me. He obeyed my command and shoved the handle of the duster in my ass. During the time he had been teasing me, my saliva had evaporated off of the handle which had left it dry and without any lube.

I screamed as James forced the handle further in to my ass but then moaned when he pulled it out. This made his laugh and within seconds he was fucking my ass with the duster. I humped my hips back and forth, forcing the handle further in to my hole each time. My body could take it no longer and I squealed as orgasm thrashed through me. I collapsed onto the sofa, unable to move.

James removed the duster from my ass and threw it somewhere else in the room, I did not see. All I could focus on was his absolutely huge hard on. I rolled off the sofa and knelt infront of him, practically begging to touch his dick but he shook his head. "You made a right mess of my sofa."

I followed his gaze to the huge wet patch on the sofa and felt myself blushing. "I'll clean it up..."

"Yes, you will. I expect dinner at six," James said giving me a lustful grin. On his way out, he clarified, "This doesn't count, by the way, Phoebe. Technically, I didn't touch you once. The agreement still stands. I will be in my room."

I sighed. I had almost forgotten about the agreement after my bak to back orgasms but it only filled me with more determination to win this bet. This was only the beginning.


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