How a "BET" change a life of Wife

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Ritika told her husband that there was no way that Rajesh could beat three-of-a-kind and that they couldn't afford to lose half their rent money, even if he did have a better hand. Ritika added that they could sure use all the money in the pot and that Rajesh owed them anyway for letting him live there rent free. They argued for a minute and they returned to Rajesh, after Akhil reluctantly gave in to her. 

"Alright, it’s a bet," said Akhil holding his cards confidently, while his wife stood behind him. 

"Ok," replied Rajesh with a grin. "On one condition. Ritika has to wear that sexy pair of bra and panties you gave her, when she does it." 

Ritika clenched her teeth with rage. She was furious at her husband for putting her in this position and for showing his big jerk of a brother, the sleazy lingerie Akhil had given her. Decent women simply didn't wear outfits like that in front of men, including their husbands. She gave Akhil a look that told him he would be paying for this later on, after they won the money. "Let’s just get this over with," she said, her heart thumping in her chest from nervousness. 

Rajesh smiled and said, "Let’s see what you got." 

Akhil spread his cards out revealing his three Ten’s and he and Ritika both shouted in delight at the look of surprise on Rajesh's face. Akhil was reaching out to gather up his money when Rajesh stopped him and spread out his cards, three queens. Akhil was crestfallen and Ritika just gasped in shock. 

"Rajesh, you’re not really planning on making Ritika go through with it or you?" Akhil asked. 

Rajesh looked at Ritika, she was staring at him hopefully. He openly looked down her incredible figure and felt his cock stir. It looked like her body was straining to be free of her clothes. The only women he had seen with figures like hers were porn stars and their bodies were usually half fake. "A bets a bet bro," Rajesh said still staring at Ritika. "You were going to keep all the money if you won right? Now Ritika you run upstairs and change into that sexy outfit and bring back some Vaseline with you." 

Akhil looked at his wife. She was looking at his brother with both anger and disgust written all over her face. "Honey, you don't have to do it if you don't want to," he told her. "Rajesh can keep all the money and I'll pick up some extra hours at work to cover the rent."

Ritika shot her husband a look filled with just as much disgust as she was giving his brother. "No dammit, serves you right for getting me in this mess." She turned and angrily stomped off upstairs to change. 

Akhil dejectedly watched his brother divide up their money. At least he got to keep half, not needing to worry about the rent now, and all Ritika had to do was tug on Rajesh's penis a couple times. Akhil saw his brother breathing heavily with excitement as he waited for Ritika and Akhil suddenly remembered something a little unnerving. Akhil was thirty and Rajesh was eight years older so they didn't have the same friends. Even so, rumors about what a stud his brother was had trickled down to Akhil's class. Rajesh had a reputation for being extremely well hung and he had apparently nailed dozens of women before leaving for the Indian Army. Akhil on the other hand, only had one blowjob and been jerked off once before losing his virginity with Ritika. He remembered the girls coming on really strong, but they had seemed disappointed with his little penis. 

They never returned his phone calls after the first date. Had his brother's reputation caused them to hit on him? Akhil suddenly remembered the incident with the videos from Rajesh's last visit. Ritika apparently had a fascination with big penises and if the rumors were true, she was about to see one in person. Surely, Rajesh had forgotten about that incident also? Hadn't he? Ritika's clothes hit the floor and she sighed in relief as the cool air caressed her body. She always felt so hot and claustrophobic wearing such heavy dresses, but she endured it since intelligent, decent women always covered up their bodies. She was surprised to see her nipples were hard and jutting out about half an inch. She pinched her nipples and moaned softly in pleasure at their sensitivity. She attributed it to the cold from the air conditioner and went back to changing. Ritika put the box on the bathroom sink and removed the little red panties. She slid them on, the thong running up between her butt cheeks