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Love me some college football.My team is always in the hunt for a National Championship almost every year. They’ve won their conference title four years running. And I’ve been banging Dianna every time my team beats Joe’s team. This is how that came about…A few years back. My team was in the middle of a coaching change. The legendary coach retired and his assistant took the helm. Joe thought this was the year I’d lose this bet. I’ve known Joe for a long time, we’ve been friends since childhood. He bet me a thousand dollars that his team would not only win. But they’d cover the seven-point spread they were favored by.Well. His team lost. And by twenty-four points. Would’ve been higher, if we’d not given up so many garbage points in the last quarter.That following Saturday I stopped by Joe’s bahis siteleri place to collect. Joe wasn’t there, but Dianna was. She knew I’d be there to collect. What she didn’t know was how much. She’s s pretty woman that gets ugly when she’s mad, and when I left. She was fuming mad.Dianna knows that Joe and I bet with each other on this, and some other games. What she didn’t know was, he put this much money on it. Some of our bets get a little out of hand. Like streaking through town, or holding a sign that says “My team sucks!” on it in a busy intersection during rush hour.But this one was the one that caused Dianna to lose her mind. A grand in cash is a steep hit, no matter what your financial situation is like. And Dianna was one pissed off wife. She told me to come back later when Joe canlı bahis siteleri was home, and we’d settle it then.I went back later that night for the late game. Dianna was in a better mood, but Joe was pretty bummed out. He must have got the talk to. We were sitting in Joe’s “Man Cave” when he asked if we could work a deal on our bet.I didn’t want to take the bet in the first place. Joe was the one who was dead set on that much money on a single game. I told him if he paid half of it, I’d be fine. Joe wouldn’t back out unless it was serious. And this kind of money, to him, was serious.I leaned back in my chair and told him “Joe, if you buy me a couple of beers at the bar, until next year’s game. And a bottle of good Scotch. We’re good.” After all he’s my brother from another mother.Joe canlı bahis was relieved that I wasn’t going to hold him to that bet. Although, a thousand dollars in cash would have been nice. But I just couldn’t do that to him. Not after seeing Dianna’s reaction earlier.Joe got up and said, “I’m going to tell Dianna the good news.” And went upstairs. I was starting to think he forgot about me, he was gone for that long. Until I heard him walking down the stairs.“Did Dianna leave you any ass to sit on after chewing it out?” I jokingly asked him. I turned around and Dianna was standing there. “Sorry sweetie. Thought you were Joe.”Dianna was wearing this long overcoat. She walked over standing between me and the TV. “Dave. Thank you for not making Joe have to pay you that bet,” she said softly. Then took her coat off.Dianna stood there, all of five foot three inch, beauty. Her curly dark auburn hair fell to her shoulders. Her red lips blew me a soft kiss. She was only dressed in heels and thigh-high black stockings.