I'll prove her wrong. If Jennifer seriously thinks she can make a fool outta me, then she has another thing coming. I will win that bet! The nerve of her, going through the trouble of buying me a Ferrari Testarossa with her own money. Spoiled brat. Not only will I get through all five routes in time, I'll blow her away with my amazing driving skills.
....I think. A turn here, a small drift there, passed by a couple cars, and Jennifer looks like she's about to fall asleep. Unfortunately, Palm Beach isn't the best place to show off my racing abilities.
"Wake me up when we reach the finish line, Alberto." she said with such cocky arrogance.
She was pushing it....
Finally, after going through two incredibly dull routes, I reached a location that features rough curves and a treacherous s-turn finale. This will definitely impress her.
As I pull off a spectacular feat by driving through this dangerous s-turn flawlessly, I was expecting to see Jennifer literally wet her skirt after witnessing that.
"Not bad." she said.
Not what I was expecting....
Come on!! I didn't hit any of the side rails and managed to squeeze through a truck and a bus without touching them! Ugh, fine. I got two more routes to work with. Even if I don't wow her, I'll still win my part of the bet. It's just two more routes left, it can't be that hard.....right?
Luck was on her side, it seems.
As we pass through a mammoth-sized industrial factory, it looks like I picked the worst time to do this race. Everyone just got off work, so now I'll have to work my way through a rush hour of epic proportions. I slam into the side of a fence, crash into the rear bumper of a car, and to top it all off, the car goes flying into the air after attempting to plow through what seemed like harmless red cones. More like little demon spikes from hell. After conveniently landing on the pavement without a scratch, I hastily accelerate towards the checkpoint with only two seconds to spare.
That was too damn close.
Jennifer, who looked horrified by the traumatic experience, quickly regained her composure and said "One more route with just fifty seconds remaining. You're not gonna make it."
The sad thing was, she was right. It would be impossible to finish this final route on time. I was about to give up right there, letting Jennifer win her side of the bet. Strip dancing for Wolf can't be that bad... right? I mean, I can just pretend it's someone else....
But then, she said it.
"I knew you were a horrible driver. You can't even make it through ONE race. I don't know what I was thinking going out with a loser like you."
Oh, it's on now, bitch.
I slammed the acceleration pedal and never eased up on it. I sped through the ancient ruins at full throttle, staying at top gear the whole time. It was amazing, I dodged every single vehicle, successfully made it through all the turns, and the whole time never dropping below 180 mph. I zoomed right through the finish line as the timer was about to reach zero.
I did it!
As I shut down the car and pull out the ignition key, I glanced over at Jennifer. She was frozen. Shocked that I actually made it.
"I won the bet. Now you have to do it." I gladly said.
"Fine...." grumpily replying.
Unfortunately, we were out in the middle of nowhere. So no one was around to see to what was about to happen. Oh well. Anyway, she took off her skirt and panties to reveal a thick, nine-inch cock. It wasn't even erected yet!! Awesome, an actual challenge. My pubic hairs started tingling on my tiny testicles just thinking about what was gonna happen next.
"Let's just get this over with." Jennifer said.
Being somewhat annoyed, I said "Fine, let's do it."
And for the next two hours, we fought an intense battle of the wangs.
"Ugh, can't we just have sex?"
"No! Cockfight! COCKFIGHT!! I WILL DEFEAT YOU WITH MY THREE-INCH ANNIHILATOR!!!"
Best. Day. Ever.
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