by Lexi Archer
Fiancee’s Car Wash
A Hotwife Fantasy
Lexi Archer
Copyright 2015 Lexi Archer
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Individuals pictured on the cover are models and used for illustrative purposes only.
First digital edition electronically published by Lexi Archer, February 2015
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Table of Contents
1: The Bet
2: A New Fantasy
3: Car Wash
4: Sneaking Around
5: Lost Bet
6: Taken
7: Indecent Proposal
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1: The Bet
“So I was thinking maybe we could go out to the reservoir this weekend,” Colin said. “Maybe spend some time out on my dad’s boat?”
I rolled my eyes as I looked down at my cards. I frowned. There wasn’t much coming my way tonight. It was a good thing we only played for about ten bucks every night. Enough that it would be nice if we won for the week, but not so much that it would bankrupt a bunch of poor college students.
Though not all of us were poor college students. Colin had his rich parents, or rather his rich dad who was in the middle of an extended midlife crisis after the divorce, to foot the bill for whatever he wanted. Including a weekend boating.
Of course even with all that money Colin couldn’t have everything he wanted. I smiled.
“Don’t think I don’t know exactly why you want to go to the reservoir,” I said.
Everybody at the table knew exactly why he was so interested in all of us going to the reservoir this weekend, and it had nothing to do with hanging out with his friends.
Colin adopted a look of wide-eyed innocence and held up his hands. Incidentally that also revealed some of his cards to the room, though I’m sure that was completely intentional. He had a winning hand. There was no way any of us were going to beat that. I sighed and threw my cards to the center of the table. To my right Patrick followed, and to my left David also tossed his down. Colin looked around with wide-eyed innocence, but he also reached out and pulled in his winnings.
“What are you talking about man?”
“I know you just want to see Sydney in a bikini,” I said.
“Whatever would give you that idea?” Colin asked with a look of feigned innocence. To either side Patrick and David started laughing.
I looked at him and rolled my eyes. “Come on. I see the way you stare at her when we get out on the boat. Hell, your date saw the way you were staring at her last time. What was her name? Stacy? Emily? I’m starting to lose track man.”
That wasn’t very far from the truth. Colin seemed to have a new girl every weekend. That was all well and good, he really was a chip off the old block in that regard, but it wasn’t the lifestyle for me. I was more than happy being a one-woman man. Especially when I was planning on marrying that woman sometime next year. I already had the ring picked out and everything. I had a feeling she had a sneaking suspicion, but she hadn’t said anything if she did.
“No major loss man,” Colin said. “Besides, I can’t help but stare at Sydney when she’s rocking one of those bikinis!”
“Not cool man,” I said. “That’s the woman I’m going to marry you’re talking about. And she is off limits!”
Colin leaned back into his chair and grinned a cocky confident grin as he started dealing the cards. “A woman that hot is never totally off-limits.”
“Dude,” David said.
“Aaron’s right,” Patrick said. “It’s not cool to talk about someone’s girlfriend like that. Especially an asshole player like you!”
“Asshole player?” Colin said. “As I seem to recall you’ve picked up a couple of my seconds from time to time, Mr. Holier Than Thou Judgmental.”
Patrick blushed and didn’t say anything else. That was a pretty good point. Neither David nor Patrick had been above swooping in to “be there” for a girl after Colin decided he was done with them. If Colin was a “love ‘em and leave ‘em” type, well Patrick and David had been “pick ‘em up and love ‘em a little more after Colin was done with ‘em” types on more than one occasion. They really didn’t have any room to be righteously indignant like they were acting, but I did appreciate the support.
“Whatever man,” I said. “You know you don’t have a chance. She’s a happily taken woman. Pretty soon she’s going to be a happily engaged woman.”
“Whatever you say,” Colin said.
The tone of his voice made it clear he didn’t believe a word I was saying. If this was any other guy those would’ve been fighting words. I probably would’ve been angry to the point of launching myself across the table to give him a piece of my mind with a piece of my fists.
But this was Colin. That was it just how he was. He was an unapologetic player, and he was always joking around about his conquests or about women he wouldn’t mind conquering. Even if those women happened to be a girl one of his friends was dating. He did it to David, he’d joked with Patrick, and he seemed particularly fond of joking around with me about Sydney. He’d never actually made a move though, and so I didn’t get too mad. Sure he was inappropriate, but he was just one of those guys that could be a little bit of a dick sometimes about women. Everybody had their faults.
“I don’t think you’d want to go out on the boat with us this weekend anyways,” I said. “It would be a huge sausage fest.”
Colin glanced up. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know if David or Patrick’s women are available this weekend, but I sure as hell know that Sydney’s not going to be available on Saturday.”
Colin’s shoulders slumped in mock disappointment. “Damn. I guess that means the weekend’s off guys.”
Colin grinned to show he was just joking, but there was a brief glint to his eyes, a brief look that passed across his face, that told me he was one hundred percent serious. I had a feeling that if we’d actually been seriously planning a boat day on the reservoir, a favorite thing for university students to do over the weekend, that he’d suddenly find an excuse for cancelling said boat trip once he realized Sydney wasn’t available.
The prick.
“So why wouldn’t Sydney be able to come?” Colin asked.
He had a practiced indifference to his voice, but I knew he was far more interested in the answer than he was letting on. And knowing the answer I was almost reluctant to even tell him. I knew it would just lead to more questions that I didn’t want to deal with right now.
Of course he’d probably figure it out eventually anyways. Might as well tell him now.
“Her sorority is having a car wash fundraiser that day,” I said.
“Holy shit, seriously? They’re having a car wash? Where?”
Here it was. “In the parking lot at her sorority house,” I said. “I’m surprised you haven’t seen any of the flyers around campus. I thought perving on sororities was your thing.”
“It’s not perving on sorority chicks if they agree to go on a date,” Colin said. He glanced to David and Patrick, a wide grin returning to his face.
“So you guys figure we should go get our cars washed on Saturday?”
“Sounds good to me,” David said.
I glanced between the two of them. “Traitors.”
Both of them shrugged. “What can I say?” David said. “Sydney has a lot of hotties at her sorority. Sounds like a good time!”
“The man has a point Aaron,” Patrick said. “We could ride around the reservoir all day and not see the concentration of hotties in bikinis we’re guaranteed to see at Sydney’s sorority carwash!”
“Sydney’s going to be there in a bikini, right?” Colin asked.
“Would you shut up already Colin?”
Colin held his hands up in a defensive gesture. “Whoa man! I was just having some fun. You don’t have to take it so personally.”
Yeah, I knew exactly what kind of “fun” he was thinking about having. Unbidden visions of Colin pushing Sydney back across the hood of a car, her body covered in suds and her in one of her spectacular string bikinis, popped into my mind. He was shirtless, he was pressing in between her legs with his rock hard cock. She had her head thrown back in pleasure and he was grinning down at her like a man who was about to embark on a one hell of a fun conquest.
I shook my head. Where the hell did that thought come from? And why was my cock starting to stir to attention at that thought? That was an odd and mildly unsettling development in this little scenario.
“I’m surprised you let Sydney do one of those carwashes,” Colin said.
I looked up over my cards and raised an eyebrow. “What are you talking about?”
He raised both eyebrows at this time. Looked to David and Patrick who smiled sheepishly and suddenly were paying far more attention to their cards than to what was passing between me and Colin.
“What are you talking about?”
“You don’t know what they do at those fundraisers?” Colin asked.
I shrugged. “They dress in skimpy bikinis to pull in business and wash cars, but it’s not like that’s different from any other carwash fundraiser with hot chicks anywhere in the country.”
“I heard that for the right price they’ll do a lot more than wash your car,” David muttered.
I fixed him with a sharp gaze. “What?”
“You seriously never heard about that?” Patrick asked.
“I’ve never heard about any of this. What the hell are you guys talking about?”
“Easy guys,” Colin said. “This is his girlfriend, the woman he’s going to marry, who’s doing this carwash. It’s not like she’s going to tell him the big secret or anything!”
Seriously, what are you guys talking about? What’s this big secret?”
“It’s probably nothing,” David said.
“There’s just a rumor that goes around about her sorority’s carwash,” David said.
“What sort of rumor?”
Though I could tell from the tone of their voice exactly what sort of rumors they were talking about. It was the sort of rumor that was already pissing me off, and they hadn’t even told me exactly what it was yet. It sounded like the sort of rumor that made me want to roll my eyes and tell them just how ridiculous they were being, but I needed to hear them say it first.
“You know they make a shit ton of money every year, right?” Colin asked.
“Yeah…”
“And you know they’re not just getting that money because they’re showing up in bikinis, right?”
“Okay, now you’re being ridiculous!” I said.
Colin leaned back and spread his hands, an apologetic look on his face as though he was so sorry he was the one who had to tell me this. And yet I knew he wasn’t sorry at all. There was a twinkle in his eye that said he was enjoying this. Not for the first time I wondered why I even bothered hanging out with this asshole.
“You guys are full of shit,” I said.
Colin leaned forward, a serious look on his face.
“Oh yeah? You want to bet?”
I looked up and raised an eyebrow. “Bet? What were you thinking?”
Colin’s eyebrows rose. Apparently he’d been speaking rhetorically, but neither one of us were the type to pass up a bet once it’d been offered. It was one of the core fundamentals of our small group. It was one of the reasons why poker night was one of the things we did on a weekly basis, come hell or high water.
“Fine,” Colin said. “I bet I can get your girlfriend to do a hell of a lot more than just wash my car if I go to that carwash.”
I rolled my eyes. “You wish. There’s not a chance in hell that’s happening.”
“Oh yeah? Well let’s make it more interesting. I bet that I can do it and I won’t even have to pay the extra fee they charge most guys,” he said.
“Now you’re really full of shit, and you’re also about to lose. What are the terms?”
Colin tapped a finger against his chin as he thought. The terms were almost as important as what the bet was about. If the terms weren’t good enough then what was the point of making a bet in the first place?
“You’re serious about this?” he asked.
“Serious about kicking your ass.”
“Fine, if you win then I never make another comment about your girlfriend, fiancée, wife again. Ever.”
“Fair enough. And if you win?”
Colin spread his arms and grinned. “If I win then I get to have my way with your girl. Finally. I figure that’s prize enough.”
I rolled my eyes and then reached across the table. As I did so I had another flash of imagination. Colin behind Sydney who was wearing one of her skimpy bikinis which had been messed up to the point that it might as well not even be there. Colin was ramming into her over and over from behind as she was bent over the hood of his car. I licked my lips as that thought went through my mind. I shook my head to clear it out. I was supposed to hate the idea of him getting with my girlfriend, after all, not get turned on by the idea!
Colin reached across the table and took my hand. We shook. The bet was on.
2: A New Fantasy
“Did you have fun at poker night?” Sydney asked.
I schooled my face to a smile as I made my way into our apartment. I didn’t want to give anything away, but inside my emotions were roiling. I kept thinking about the bet. I kept thinking about what Colin, Patrick, and David had told me. Sure they did joke around about things like that before, we liked to give each other a hard time, but at the same time all three of them coming together and being completely serious about something like that did have me wondering.
Usually if they were all joking about something like that one of them would break. That they didn’t even crack a smile made me wonder if there was something to what they told me.
I looked Sydney up and down. She looked absolutely stunning in a pair of impossibly tight shorts and a form fitting tank top up above that left absolutely no curve of her body to the imagination. I wondered if she’d ever participated in any of the extracurricular fun that supposedly happened at those carwashes. I wondered if those activities were even a thing.
I had a hard time imagining Sydney doing anything like that, I had a hard time imagining Sydney cheating on me, and yet at the same time my brain seemed to be having no trouble at all imagining Sydney in all sorts of interesting positions wearing one of her scandalous bikinis. I was imagining her with random men, to be sure, but more often than not it seemed that Colin was the one attached to the cock that was thrusting in and out of her as she stepped out on me in the name of raising some funds for her sorority.
“Is something wrong honey?” she asked.
I opened my mouth and almost said something. I almost asked her whether or not there was any truth to the rumors they’d told me about tonight, but I didn’t. No, instead I advanced on my girlfriend. I was so fucking turned on!
“Aaron?”
I didn’t say anything. I just continued advancing on her. My cock was rock hard. I was so turned on. Blood pumped through my body and I had to have her. Thoughts ran through my head of her underneath Colin, of her undern
eath some random guy at the carwash. I didn’t know where this fantasy suddenly came from, but it was making me so fucking hot!
I reached Sydney and she squealed in delight as I scooped her up in my arms. Her legs wrapped around me and her lips came down on me as we started kissing. I luxuriated in the soft feel of her lips, and at the same time I wondered what those soft lips would feel like to another man who was experiencing them for the first time.
There was no doubt about it. Sydney was definitely the hottest girl out of all the girlfriends in our group of friends. Always had been. Sure Colin came close with some of the girls he brought around, but none of them held a candle to my woman. And she was all the more beautiful because she was mine. All mine.
The thought that other men were lusting after her but couldn’t have her always turned me on a little bit, and now it seemed that particular brand of turn on was being translated into something more. It was being transformed into me imagining my faithful girlfriend doing all sorts of unspeakable things with those guys who were staring at her, and for a surprise it was getting me revved up rather than making me angry!
I didn’t even bother to take her into the bedroom. No, I was so filled with lust. I was so turned on. There wasn’t time for that. So I walked across the room and tossed her down on our couch. Fell down on top of her and then we were making out again.
As we continued kissing I moved a hand down and ran it along her tight stomach, ran it up under her pajama top where she wasn’t wearing a bra. I cupped her tits and started playing with her nipples and she gasped and moaned into me. She pressed her hips up towards me. I reveled in the sensation as I pressed my cock against her.
I pulled back and ripped my shirt off. I stood and pulled my shorts down as quickly as I could. A moment later I was down and had my hands in the waistband of her shorts. I yanked down and then her gorgeous ass, her delicious pussy, her tanned and toned legs, were revealed to me. I didn’t even bother taking her top off. I just pushed it up until her tits bounced free. She bit her lip and giggled up at me.
