I cupped my beer gently as I gazed at my wife's cleavage thinking about what might happen back at the hotel later. A couple strolled up to our table. My eyes scanned the tall gorgeous red head in a white blouse and short black skirt. It was Christy, the woman that lost to our hostess, Melissa, the night before. My eyes fell upon her generous cleavage exposed by the three top buttons left undone. She looked very impressive and imposing; taller and heavier and older than my Melissa.
I stood up, exposing the enormous bulge in my pants. I shook hands with the hansom gentleman. "Hi, my name is Bobby and this is my wife, Christy."
"My pleasure. I am Pete and this is my wife, Melissa."
Christy smiled at the bulge in my pants and then turned to Melissa. "A little birdie told me that you thought I was afraid to get in the ring with you."
"It was him." spluttered Melissa, pointing at me. Christy turned her head towards me, grinned again, and turned back to Melissa.
"How about you and I settle this tonight, right there in that ring. I have already beat up one blonde today and my Bobby here would really like to see me do it again." Christy challenged. Bobby's smile widened and we all noticed the bulge in his pants now.
Melissa scanned the red head up and down, smiled, looked at me, turned back towards Christy. "I think we should do just that, hon." Bobby and I looked at each other and beamed with excitement.
"I saw what you did to Martha last night. How about the same type of match tonight except a bra and panties match?" quizzed the red head.
"I am not wearing a bra, sweety." stated Melissa, pushing out her chest to our delight. We could see the outline of Melissa's hard nipples under her dress.
"Of course you're not" smirked Christy.
"I do have a bikini with me though." stated Melissa.
"I don't. Mine is rather muddy." smiled Christy as she turned and smiled at Bobby.
"Are you wearing panties?" asked the red head exasperated.
"No, but I have a pair with me." stated Melissa. Bobby eyes immediately dropped to my wife's very high hem line and widened.
"Ok then; panties only. The loser of the first fall loses her panties. The first to win three falls wins the match. I am thinking the winner should auction off the loser's panties to the highest bidder in the audience. Also, I wouldn't mine a handsome blonde stud in my bed later tonight." crowed the red head as she glanced at me.
"You are on, sweetheart. I may just ruin your hubby for you." glared Melissa.
"It's a date." said Christy as she turned and walked away with Bobby right behind her.
I noticed our new friends talking with Melissa, the hostess. She made her way over to our table immediately.
"You are welcome. Christy and Bobby filled me in on the details. Everyone is going to love it. I will referee. I am so looking forward to it. You are going to do great, Melissa. She is a lot bigger than you but she is not as tough and strong as you think she is. I will come and get you when your match is up." Hostess Melissa rattled. She seemed more excited than anyone else; except of course Bobby and I.
"You are really looking forward to me getting my ass handed to me tonight, aren't you?" purred Melissa.
"Oh no, baby. You are going to do great. Everybody loves you here." I lied.
"Except Christy." smiled Melissa.