Nine Ball, Corner Pocket

"Care to make a wager on that?" She snapped, interrupting his sordid thoughts.

Jesse startled, realizing he hadn't heard what she'd said. He asked her to repeat herself. When she did, he grinned. "Rhiannon, I'm not going to take your money."

"I wasn't talking about money darlin'. I meant something more wicked." As she spoke, her eyes danced with mischief.

Intrigued, he pushed off from the wall and stepped towards the pool table, leaning on its edge, "How wicked?"

"Mmmm," she purred, licking her lips. "How about if I miss this shot, you get to fuck my tight little ass?"

Straining to think straight at her announcement, Jesse wondered what the catch was. "And if you make the shot?" was his faintly suspicious reply.

Quick as a whip, she retorted, "I get to watch you get your tight little ass fucked." Her amusement was rapidly increasing.

Bingo, there was the catch, although somehow, it didn't seem such a bad trade. Rhiannon had been hinting about wanting to watch him and another man for a while, ever since he'd confessed his interest in gay porn. Her idea contained a certain dark appeal.

Before he lost his nerve, he agreed to her sinful dare. "You're on babe, but on one condition, if you win I still get to fuck your tight little ass sometime soon, just the way you've always wanted. You can't fool me, I know you're dying for it."

He was tempted to startle her with a sudden noise, but the glare Rhiannon shot stopped him. Sometimes it sucked to be with someone so long that they knew you well enough to predict your next move. But on reflection, given the killer blowjob Rhiannon had given him the night before, it was a welcome trade off, having that person know your personal hot spots.

The tip of her tongue flicked out again, causing him to squirm as his attention was drawn to her lips. The way she stroked the pool stick didn't help his peace of mind, either.

Drawing the cue back, she slid it slowly forward again, almost tapping the cue ball. Jesse's attention was further divided as she widened her stance, took a deep breath, and slowly swung her arm back.
The cue slid forward between her fingers and Jesse held his breath. Regardless of the outcome, they both knew Rhiannon's ass would no longer be virgin territory, but he wasn't so certain about his. As much as he worried, he found himself hoping she made the shot.