It started out as a playful bet in bed. I sighed satisfied as I rolled off of Spencer taking in deep breaths of air as we both panted into the quiet of our room. I heard Spencer’s breaths slow down, happy that she was ready for another round I got back on top of her my lips immediately attached to her neck.

“Ashhh…” She whispered. The tone wasn’t exactly one of pleasure. I pulled back and looked into her face.

“What is it babe?”

“We’ve gone 3…no 4 times. I’m tired…”

My smiled dropped, “aww come on Spence…” I was now pouting at her.

The blonde chuckled amused, “you are a horn dog Ash, you couldn’t survive a week without sex.”

“uh!” I scoffed at her looking offended, “I SO COULD!!!” Part of me knew I was oh so terribly wrong but I had my pride!

“oh yeah?” Spencer mocked.

“YES!” Ashley smiled back confidently.

“Then prove it.” The blonde smirked at her wife.

“Wait, what…” Ashley felt all the fun drain from her. PROVE IT?!?!

The blonde nodded like the child that had just proved her parents wrong.

“We don’t have sex for 5 days.” The blonde stated bluntly as if she were telling Ashley they were out of milk.

“What?” the brunette squeaked in horror.

“And…” Spencer raised her hand to stop the brunette, “if you succeed I’ll let you go at many rounds as you want to. Whatever you want, wherever you want, how ever long you want.” The blonde added emphasis by pronouncing her ‘t’s strongly.

That definitely shut Ashley up. Just thinking about that made her moan, when reality slapped her in the face. Well sure, as many rounds as she wants with Spencer is heaven but she can’t go a day without sex, how will she go a week??!

“But what if I fail…” the brunette said eying Spencer suspiciously.

“If you fail…. You come home with me for winter vacation!”

Ashley’s face contorted with horror. Christmas with the Brady Bunch. Up until now Ashley had been making excuses and staying at Kyla’s much to Spencer dismay. Ashley sat in deep thought for a while. If she won it would be the hottest night in her whole entire life and that includes topping having slept with Sarah Shahi. She so totally did, Spencer doesn’t believe her. She totally did.

But…if she failed. Which Ashley felt would probably happen unless there was a great deal of masturbation involved, she would have to go and spend Christmas with the Carlins. Don’t get me wrong, I love them but I’ve just never been a Christmas person. The cold and all the joy with the Santa’s and trees with decorations. Oh my God what if they give me a Christmas sweater… Ashley Davies wearing a Christmas sweater. And knowing how traditional the Carlin’s like to be something told Ashley that Mr. C probably dressed as Santa. And Christmas in Ohio? That was just not Ashley Davies.

Admittedly have Christmas won’t make me as tired and as sore as I’m going to make Spencer if I win.

“Fine, but if Paula throws me out of the house on my naked ass again. I’m not even letting our children visit them.” Ashley grumpily shook Spencer’s outstretched hand and got up to use the bathroom, feigning her bad mood.

“We don’t have children Ash!” The blonde yelled after her wife.

“I meant in the future.” The brunette waved her off as she closed the bathroom doors separating her from the now giggling blonde.