The Bet Chapter 1  (m/f, cons, light bond)

The box was waiting just inside the front door to her apartment
building, just as Chris had said it would be when she got home.  It
was on the floor in front of the mailboxes with her name and address
on it.  A large size brown cardboard box.  Chris had refused to tell
her what was in the carton, only that she was to bring it upstairs.
She had lost the bet, and as a result had agreed to follow his
directions for one night.  It was now time to pay up.  If she decided
to open the box, she had to follow the directions in the box to the
letter.

Georgetta had to go up the stairs to her apartment and drop off her
purse, briefcase, and other mail before returning to get the carton.
It was a little heavier than she expected, and took a bit of effort to
get it upstairs and into her apartment.  Setting it down on the
kitchen table, she got a pair of scissors out of the drawer and sliced
open the tape on the top of the carton.  As she thought, there was a
note from Chris on top of the contents.  

She sliced open the envelope and pulled the letter from inside.  It
read,



My dearest Georgetta,

You are to take this box into the bedroom and unpack it, placing the
contents on the bed.  Do not yet open the small box in the bottom of
this carton.  I will be along later this evening to continue this
fantasy.  You are then to undress completely and place on the articles
of clothing I have provided.  Further instructions are contained
inside this box.  

Once you are dressed, you are to pour yourself a glass of wine and
then relax in the living room.  I have included one of your romance
novels in the box for your reading pleasure.  Turn to the section I
have bookmarked for you, and read from the box while you drink the
glass of wine.

When  you have finished the book and have drunk the wine, open the
envelope at the back of the book and read the next set of
instructions.

Chris



Intrigued, Georgetta picked up the box and carried it into the
bedroom.  Setting it on top of the bed, she lifted the packing
material and began to unpack the contents.  On top was indeed a
romance novel, one of the real trashy ones she liked to read while
laying on the beach.  The rest of the contents surprised her.

She had expected Chris to provide a sexy lingerie outfit for her, but
this was not quite what she had expected.  A pair of black leather
knee-high boots and black fishnet stockings were the first items. A
black, soft leather halter top, a black leather mini-skirt, a black
garter belt, and a black thong panty completed the outfit she was
intended to wear.   She picked up the halter top and examined it.  It
was basically a black leather bra, but had a collar with silver metal
studs.  Several straps rose from the top of the bra to the collar.

Smiling to herself, she wondered just what Chris was intending, but
decided it would be a lot of fun to find out.  "Guess he's in the mood
for a Harley Davidson biker-type fantasy, I guess" she thought.

Dropping the outfit on the bed, she stepped out of her heels, and
shrugged off the suit jacket.  Fumbling with the zipper to her skirt,
she walked towards the closet.  Removing the hanger, she stepped out
of the skirt, and then hung it on the hanger.  She returned to the bed
and picked up the jacket, adding it to the hanger and returned it to
the closet.  She returned to the dresser and reached behind her to
undo her bra.  Her breasts fell loose as the bra came unhooked, and
she removed the item from her shoulders.  She softly caressed her
breasts, imagining the feel of Chris's hands on them later that
evening.  They were very sensitive, and even her casual caresses sent
a tiny wave of pleasure through her.  

She dropped her thumbs inside the pantyhose and panties, and pushed
them down to below her knees.  She sat down on the bed and pulled them
off her legs.  She then picked up the black fishnet hose from Chris's
package and carefully pulled on one and then the other.  Standing up,
she spent a minute on each leg, carefully straightening the seams.
"Why do these things drive guys crazy?" she wondered, not for the
first time.

The halter top was the next item.  She quickly figured out the
fastener on the collar and attached it around her neck.  She smoother
the cups of the halter around her breasts and then reached behind her
back to fasten the catch.   She had never worn a leather item like
this before, and found she liked the feel of the leather against her
skin.  The halter was relatively low cut, and revealed a significant
amount of cleavage.  The black leather straps from the halter up to
the collar stood out against her tanned skin.  leather "This could be
fun",  she thought to herself.

She picked up the garter belt and fastened it around her waist,  and
then spent several minutes fastening the garter straps front and rear
to the stockings.  "Men" she muttered as the last strap became slights
irritating and refused to lock in on the stocking.  At last it too
locked close.    She picked up the thong and stepped into it, settling
it into place on her hips.  She noted that it too was made of leather.

The leather skirt then went around her waist.  It zipped up one side,
although the zipper started more than a few inches from the bottom.
From her waist to the hem it was less the fifteen or sixteen inches,
and didn't cover very much at all.  She rotated the skirt around her
waist, positioning the zipper at the front of her right thigh.  The
slight slit on her skirt showed the top of the stockings and a bit of
thigh.  "Chris will certainly appreciate that", she thought to
herself.

She sat down onto the bed and pulled first one boot and then the other
on.  They fit perfectly, leading her to believe Chris had been
snooping around her clothing to determine her sizes.  The boots had a
good three inch heel, and she stood carefully and took a few steps to
get her balance straight.  She had a pair of four-inch heels that she
sometimes wore, the kind she referred to as her "do-me" heels, but she
often didn't spend much time walking in them - Chris usually took her
straight to bed after only a few minutes of her walking around him
wearing them.

She looked again into the box and noticed she had missed two items.
Two black leather studded bracelets were in the bottom of the box,
next to the other box that Chris's letter had told her not to open.
She picked up and examined the two black leather wrist cuffs.  They
were studded with silver squares around the inside, and had soft
fabric on the inside.  They had smaller silver studs similar to the
ones on the halter top she was wearing.  More interesting was that the
fastening mechanism seemed rather intricate, and it took a bit of work
with both hands to get each one open.  She fastened one on each wrist. 

She stood up from the bed and over to the full length mirrors on the
closet doors.  "Motorcycle slut from LA" she thought to herself as she
took in her appearance.  The high heels on the boots lifted her butt
slightly into the air, tightening her buttocks and leg muscles.  They
were high, but she had worn this size before and could move reasonably
well in them.  "We better not be going out dancing though!" she
thought.  The halter clung tightly to her breasts, revealing and
hiding her curves at the same time.  The halter fit snugly underneath
her breasts, and revealed her taut stomach and belly button, before
the black miniskirt began.  The skirt barely covered her tush, and as
she turned and lifted the back of the skirt, she noted that the panty
was more of a G-string in the back, tapering quickly away from a few
inches at the small of her back to almost a string between her ass
cheeks.

It needs something, however, she thought, and stepped over to her
dresser.  She fumbled through her jewelry box for a minute and found
the thick gold hoop earrings.  She fastened these into each ear,  and
then added a longer, dangly-type golden earring to the second hole in
her right ear.  A further search of her jewelry revealed the long
golden chain she sometimes wore at the beach, and she fastened it
around her waist.  It gleamed in the light and hung loose on her hips,
just above the top of the mini-skirt.  

Lastly, she picked out a 16" gold chain and fastened it about her
neck.  The bottom of the chain settled nicely into her cleavage.  A
final check in the mirror and she decided she had the outfit just
about right.  She picked up a black hair scrungee from the dresser top
and pulled her hair into a soft ponytail behind her.  It wasn't  in
Chris's instructions but it seemed to fit the image.  "All I need is a
black leather biker jacket and I could jump on the back of a hog"  she
thought to herself.  "Screw that - I could drive my own hog, and get
Chris to ride on the back" she thought to herself and laughed.

She applied a bit of blush, some mascara, and then found her reddest
lipstick.  It was a vivid, bright red, and she applied it carefully to
her lips.  Picking up a tissue, she blotted her lips and dropped the
tissue into the wastebasket.  She smiled and blew a kiss to the
tempting seductress that looked back at her from the mirror.  She had
just applied red nail polish the previous day, and it seemed to fit in
well with the image.

"Now for the next part of this fantasy," she thought.