Postby Jon Snow » Sat Nov 05, 2016 5:22 am
Part 2 -
Frances was very angry.
She was sitting at the edge of her local pool in her skimpy hot pink bikini, her feet dangling in the water.
She had chosen her outfit well, knowing that it would help keep her boyfriend Jimmy's eyes on her.
That had been the plan, at least.
But apparently it hadn't worked.
Because Jimmy was paddling in the water, chatting to a pair of gorgeous blondes.
Frances sighed.
She loved Jimmy, she did.
He didn't mean to flirt, she knew he didn't.
He just let other girls get to him more than he should have.
Eventually, she decided she'd had enough.
Frances stood up and walked over to where Jimmy was.
She slipped into the water and swam up behind him, wrapping her arms gently around his neck.
Jimmy grinned.
"Hey there, beautiful. Miss me?"
The two blondes scowled and swam away.
Jimmy looked after them in confusion, making Frances subtly shake her head.
She had no idea how Jimmy never realised that the girls chatting to him all the time were flirting.
"I have a challenge for you," she said, whispering into Jimmy's ear.
Jimmy, a sporty sort, perked up at the sound of that.
"What sort of challenge?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
Frances hid her smile by leaning against his neck.
She had him right where she wanted him.
If this went to plan, Jimmy would never look at another girl again.
"It's more like a bet, really," she said. "I bet that you can't beat me in a race from one side of the pool to the other."
Jimmy scoffed. "Easy."
His cockiness amused her almost as much as it irritated her.
Her boyfriend was a lovely, sweet guy, but prone to arrogance.
"Hold on a second, tough guy," she purred, putting a finger in the centre of his chest. "We need to set the stakes."
Jimmy grinned. "If I win?"
Frances fixed him with a seductive smile, wrapping her legs firmly around his waist as she did so.
"You can do whatever you want with me tonight, at my house."
Jimmy's eyes boggled. "You mean...?"
Frances' eyes flashed. "Anything..."
Jimmy looked so excited, Frances almost hated to break his bubble.
Almost.
She gave him a wicked grin and tightened her legs.
"Of course, you have to do whatever I want if you lose..."
Jimmy raised his eyebrows. "You mean I'll be your love slave?"
Frances cocked her head. "Is it a deal?"
Jimmy paused.
Then he nodded.
"Deal."