Married On A Bet

I was in my apartment, doing laundry, just returned from a run, watching tv. No make up, sweaty clothes on, glasses on, when he knocked on the door. My boss, he walked in and started to talk. I had to ask him to let me clean up. A I was changing and washing up a little I got angrier and angrier, who did he think he was?

He cut straight to the point, 'we need to get married, I have tickets this afternoon to Vegas. I wasn't ready, he liked having his freedom, friends with benefits is what he wanted. I wasn't ready for that. A quick shower, a quick overnight bag, my passport for ID, and off to the airport. We got married at 2 a.m. on Sunday. We used his mother's wedding band, none for him.

He wanted the full honeymoon treatment, I was dead tired. It would have to wait till morning after he explained to me what scared him into getting married.

His explanation was more of an excuse, he was challenged by his poker group that an office wife was not a 'wife'. He 'bet' that I was his wife, and now he had yo prove it, or lose the bet. How much money? or was it face?

It's been a ride, took him four months to move me in with him. I sent out announcements that we gad eloped. I made him change his beneficiary on his work life insurance, his IRA and 401k, his bank accounts. He wants a wife, the wife is first in line. The house title is being changed to both names. I know what he has, I've been balancing his accounts for nine years.

I will not be married without all the benefits. I am not a bitch. I'm getting what I should have had all along.