It was Friday already. How the hell I survived this week without sex is unknown. But I did have a house to myself until 4 pm everyday, so I had more than enough time to look through some of my porn stash, and service myself.

I am also amazed that Spencer has actually not given in to my advances yet. I have pretty much come up with a new one every single day. And surprisingly, I was denied. The only reason being she wants to have her way with me. But still, I’m Ashley fucking Davies. This “getting turned down for sex” thing is brand new to me.

On Tuesday, the day our bet started, I decided I would send her naughty pictures and texts throughout the day. When she got to my house that afternoon, I was pretty much counting on her bursting in the door and demanding sex with me. But surprisingly, she walked in, acting like the whole thing never happened. I was still not convinced. And I was pretty damn sure she had serviced herself in the girl’s bathroom at one point during that day.

Wednesday I decided that Spencer wouldn’t be able to resist finding me in my bed, fucking myself. I mean c’mon, on Monday she just had to come in the door and fuck me when she saw me fingering myself on the couch. But sure enough, when she found me, she was able to resist. Barely. She watched me climax and then walked straight into my bathroom, where I heard the moans from her orgasm through the door.

Finally, yesterday I decided to go all out. During her 3^rd period tutorial, I sent her a text to meet me in the bathroom. Of course, she ran to meet me there. But as shocking as it seems, after a quick make out and grabbing session, she said she had to go. Now that pretty much made me gasp, because Spencer would never ever give up sex in a bathroom.

But today was finally Friday, which meant I only had four and a half days to go. And hopefully Spencer would give it up by then.

“Ashley!” She yelled up to me from the bottom of the stairs. “Where are you?”

“Up here!” I yelled back, not moving from the comfortable spot on my bed. I heard her dash up the stairs and knock on my door. “Um, it’s not locked. Come in!”

“Well,” She replied, pushing the door open and throwing her backpack on the floor. “I wanted to make sure you weren’t watching any porn and fucking yourself.”

“Jeez Spence. I don’t do that all the time.” She raised her eyebrows. “I mean, yeah I do. But only because you made up this dumb bet…”

“So you give up?” She questioned.

“Hell no.”

“Ok fine. Well, this kid from school invited me to a party tonight. You want to come with me?”

“Definetely.” I said with a grin, hopping out of my bed to get ready. A party huh? That would be the perfect way to get Spencer to lose.

This was going to be so easy.