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Suckers' Bet
by Suki 

Disclaimers: For what it's worth....The West Wing and it's 
characters are the property of Aaron B. Sorkin,     Warner Brothers 
and NBC. No copyright infringement is intended. No profit is being 
made from this story.   

Author: Suki  (eek829@hotmail.com)

Title: Suckers' Bet

Pairing: CJ/Toby

Rating: NC-17 for consensual sex between adults and talk 
about sex.

Notes: Um, not much plot here.  I have no idea where this came from, 
but I hope you enjoy.

Feedback: Love, love, love feedback. 

Spoilers: Um, no plot, no spoilers. :}

Archive: I'd be honored, just please ask first and keep my 
name attached (suki). Thank you.

Suki
eek829@hotmail.com

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"There is no way that Ginger would sleep with that old guy."  Sam 
says indignantly.

"All I'm saying is, look at her options."  Josh says, finishing off 
his beer.  

"Who are you two gossiping about now?"  Toby asks with disgust, 
putting two beers and two scotches down on the table.  

"Ginger."  They both say in unison. 

Toby stares hard at Josh and then at Sam and shakes his head before 
sitting down.

"Two scotches, Toby?  What, you felt you needed a backup?"  Josh 
asks, pointing at the drinks in front of Toby.

Toby takes a sip of his drink and looks at Josh. "With you two?  
Yes.  But the other one is for CJ.  She called while I was at the bar 
and is one her way.  Must have been a really shitty final meeting 
with Leo because she said to have a scotch ready."  Toby says, 
looking at his colleagues.  "Now, what about Ginger?"  Toby asks with 
a smirk.

Sam takes a long sip of his beer and looks at Toby 
thoughtfully.  "Josh thinks she must have been sleeping with Mr. 
Howell."  Sam says matter-of-factly.

Toby chokes on his scotch and stares hard at Sam before looking over 
at Josh in disgust. "Let me get this straight.  You two are 
discussing the sex lives of television characters?  You guys have got 
to get laid."  Toby says with a laugh, knocking back his scotch and 
starting in on CJ's. 

Josh puts down his beer and looks at Toby with a hurt look.  "Toby, 
we all need to get laid.  I mean, I'm sure you haven't had sex 
recently either."

Toby smirks and takes another sip of CJ's scotch.  "I don't kiss and 
tell, or anything else for that matter."

Sam looks thoughtfully for a minute.  "I wonder which of us has had 
sex most recently?"  He asks.

Toby and Josh stare at him then look at each other before taking a 
sip of their drinks.

"What'd I miss?"  CJ asks, dropping down into the empty seat at the 
table.

Toby looks at the empty glass and nearly empty glass in front of him, 
and immediately gets up and heads to the bar.  CJ smiles and shrugs 
out of her coat. "So?" CJ asks looking at Sam and Josh.

"CJ, who do you think has had sex most recently?"  Sam asks.

CJ stops in the middle of shrugging out of her suit jacket and stares 
at Sam.  "Who are my choices?"  She says after a beat.

Josh smirks.  

CJ slaps his shoulder and rolls her eyes.  "I meant of whom am I 
choosing between as having been the most recent sexual participant."  
CJ says while Josh rubs his arm.  "Wuss."  She says to Josh as she 
reaches for the scotch Toby is handing her.

"Of us, the four of us.  Who do you think has had sex most 
recently?"  Sam asks earnestly.  
Toby snorts and rubs his forehead.

"What started this conversation?"  CJ asks, grinning at Toby. 

"We were discussing whether Ginger or Marianne was sleeping with the 
Professor or one of the other guys, and Toby told us we needed to get 
laid."  Josh says.

"We figured we all need to get laid."  Sam says with a shrug.

CJ stares at Toby for a minute, noticing that he won't meet her 
stare, then she leans forward and places her arms on the table in 
front of her.  "First of all, you're assuming that either Marianne or 
Ginger was monogamous.  And second, you assume that either of them 
would settle for any of those poor excuses for men on the island."  
CJ says with a smile.  

"What, so you think they didn't have sex the whole time?"  Sam asks.

Toby grunts in disgust and looks pleadingly at CJ, silently begging 
her not to encourage them.  

"No, I'm saying they had other alternatives."  She says, leaning back 
in her chair and waiting for the `lost boys' to clue in.

Sam and Josh look at each other for a beat and then both sit up 
straighter and look at CJ in unison.  CJ smiles at them over her 
glass and licks the rim with her tongue.  

"No!"  They both say glancing at Toby, who is pretending not to 
listen, and then back at CJ.  
"CJ, you can't be serious."  Josh says.

CJ laughs out loud.  "Josh!  They are TV characters.  You can imagine 
them having sex with whomever."  CJ says indignantly, laughing harder 
and waving with her glass.  "Nothing stops you from having them have 
a good old fashioned orgy, and having Lucy and Ricky, Ethyl and Fred 
stop in while on vacation to watch."  CJ says laughing harder.

Toby actually breaks into a smile at Sam's indignant look.  

"CJ, that's just, just...that's just wrong."  Sam says.  "I mean, 
unless the folks from `I love Lucy' showed up in the last episode it 
would be totally out of cannon."  Sam says intellectually, causing 
Josh to snort his beer through his nose.

"Sam, we are debating the sex lives of imaginary people, and you are 
worried about whether  we are being true to the script?"  Josh says, 
finally listening to himself.  "Toby, you are so right.  We do need 
to get laid."  Josh says, taking another sip of his beer.

"So, back to the original question, whom has had sex most recently?"  
Sam asks, looking around with a smile.

CJ grins and blushes slightly, shaking her head.  Josh stares at Toby 
and then looks back at Sam.  

"I think this calls for a bet."  Josh says, leaning forward.  

"A bet?"  Sam asks, intrigued.

"Yeah, whoever has had sex most recently wins.  No lying or you 
forever forfeit all future bets."  Josh says, shaking his finger at 
his friends.

"What does this person win?"  CJ asks while fiddling with her glass.

"Coffee for a month."  Josh says.

"And a free pass from the next ten bozo assignments." Toby adds 
quietly.

CJ raises her eyebrow at Toby and Sam grins.  

Josh smiles and extends his hand.  "Deal."

"Wait."  CJ says as Sam and Toby begin to extend their hands.  "We 
need rules and parameters.  What constitutes sex?  I mean, 
intercourse only or does oral sex count?"  CJ asks, waving a waitress 
over and ordering another round without asking everyone else. 

Toby stares hard at CJ and then responds without even 
flinching.  "Oral sex always counts, but Intercourse beats oral sex."

"And if there is a tie?  Two people who have had the same level of 
sex at relatively the same  time?"  CJ asks.

Sam stares at CJ, who is watching Toby, who is watching his 
scotch.  "If two people have had oral sex at about the same time, the 
receiver loses as the less recent."  Sam says with a  grin.

"And if it's intercourse?"  Josh asks laughing.

"Whoever came first loses."  Toby said quietly, looking up under 
hooded eyes.  

CJ takes a deep sip of her scotch and extends her hand across the 
table.  Josh and Sam reach their hands in and embrace CJ's.  Toby 
drops the swizzle straw and reaches in.  When Josh and Sam pull their 
hands back, CJ and Toby continue to hold their hands for a moment, 
holding their stares, almost as in a challenge of wills.

"OK, spill."  CJ says, accepting the new drinks from the waitress.

Sam and Josh blush and then look up. Toby continues to look 
disinterested.

"Well, I am pretty sure I am going to lose but I couldn't resist 
finding out about everyone else."  Josh says.  "I last had 
intercourse seven months ago, and the last blowjob I received was  
five months ago."  Josh says, starting on his next beer.

"Who?"  Sam asks with grin.  

"Nancy in the counsel's office."  Josh says softly.

Sam stares hard.  "I can't believe it..."  Sam says, trailing off and 
looking incredulous at Josh.

CJ starts laughing.  "I can not believe you two.  You would find the 
easiest lay in the White House."  CJ starts laughing.

Josh looks at Sam.  "You and Nancy?"  Josh barely squeaks out.

Sam nods.  "Yeah...about five months ago."  Sam says, looking like he 
wants a shower.

CJ and Toby both burst out into laughter.  "You two might as well 
have slept with each other."  CJ gasps out.

After she and Toby stop laughing, Josh and Sam look at 
them.  "Well?"  Josh asks.

Toby looks at CJ and raises an eyebrow.  CJ swivels in her chair and 
pushes her hair out of her eyes.  She knocks back her scotch and 
inclines her head at Toby and then stands and holds out her hand to 
him.  "Let's go.  We are not letting one of these two win."  CJ says.

Toby finishes his scotch and stands smiling at Sam and Josh in 
turn. "Order a couple more rounds.  We'll be back."  Toby says with a 
smirk.

Josh and Sam stare after their colleagues with open-mouthed 
indignation for a moment.

"Well, that was fast."  Josh says with a shutter.

"I think we've been had."  Sam says, sounding swindled.

"Well, not yet.  But those two will be."  Josh says smiling.  "Want 
to go?"  Josh asks.

Sam smiles.  "No way.  I want to find out who wins."

Toby follows CJ out of the bar and into the adjacent hotel lobby.  
She wanders down the hall toward the reception rooms, peeking into 
rooms as she goes.  She finds a spare storage room and smiles 
wickedly at Toby as she steps inside. When Toby walks into the room 
CJ pushes the door closed and pushes Toby back against it. Without a 
word, CJ reaches down and runs her fingers over his fly, feeling his 
evident arousal.  Toby allows her to stroke him, watching as her eyes 
hold his, smiling.  She kisses him softly as his hand comes up to cup 
her breast through her blouse, teasing at her nipple with his thumb. 
They taunt each other for several minutes and then Toby pushes 
against her hand, drawing an evil chuckle from CJ.  As he sucks her 
tongue into his mouth causing her to moan and lean into him, she 
deftly unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants letting them fall 
around his ankles.  CJ breaks the kiss and looks at Toby for a moment 
before she pushes his boxer shorts over his hips.

She laughs deep in her throat as she strokes him, kissing his 
neck.  "Oh, Toby...I never pegged you as an easy lay."  She says, 
sucking gently at his neck before sliding down his body.   "...or as 
an easy loser."  She says up at him before teasing at the head of his 
erection with her tongue and lips and then taking him fully into her 
mouth.  

Toby reaches down and sinks his fingers into her hair, guiding her 
mouth on him.  He groans and closes his eyes, his head leaned back 
against the door, as she works down the length of him with her 
tongue, stroking the base of his cock with one hand as the other 
gently massages his balls.  Toby struggles to remain in control as 
she tilts her head back and begins sucking harder at the full length 
of his erection.  

CJ uses her free hand to gently cup and fondle his balls, shifting 
their weight between her fingers, knowing from the trembling in his 
thighs that Toby is close.  Just as she braces herself for his 
release, Toby grabs a firmer grip on her hair and pulls free of her 
mouth, gasping at the air on his sensitive and wet skin.  He hauls 
her up and turns so that her back is pressed against the door.     

"CJ, you know better than to underestimate me.  I always play to 
win."  Toby says as he slides his tongue along her lips, his knee 
sliding between her thighs as he slides her skirt up around her 
hips.  He presses his open mouth over her's as his fingers stroke her 
through her nylons and panties, causing her to moan into his mouth 
and part her legs further for him.  He presses his upper body against 
her and uses the fingers of both hands to tear her nylons between her 
thighs. CJ gasps at the whispered sound of tearing and presses harder 
against his fingers.  Toby waits until she opens her eyes and looks 
at him, and then he forcefully kisses her, slides his tongue over the 
hollow at the base of her throat, and then lowers himself to his 
knees in front of her.
  
Through the haze of desire CJ knows she won't be able to push him 
away as easily as he did her, and she curses the tactical error on 
her part at the same time she smiles at what Toby is about to do.  
She grabs his shoulder for support as he pushes her panties aside and 
slides two fingers into her, finding her already wet for him and more 
than halfway to release.  He watches with a satisfied smile as she 
bites her lip to keep from calling out as he twists and pumps his 
fingers inside her.  When he lowers his mouth and slides his tongue 
along her wet folds, culminating in circling her clit, her knees 
buckle and he reaches up to steady her as he begins sucking at her, 
humming against her sex.  He slides his fingers out and replaces them 
with his tongue, pleased beyond belief when she gasps his name and 
curses him as she begins to tighten around his tongue.  Before she 
can come, she pushes at his shoulder with her thigh and then her 
hands and pulls away from him, gripping the wall for support, sucking 
in air in ragged breaths. 

Toby is breathing hard, but no harder than CJ.  They are both flushed 
and shaking with arousal.  Their lips are swollen and wet.  Their 
eyes meet and in that instant the stupid bet fades away.  

He lunges at her and presses her back against the door as he plunders 
her mouth with his tongue.  She sucks his tongue into her mouth and 
rubs at the underside with her tongue as she digs her nails into his 
hips, pushing her wet sex against him.  He lifts her leg around his 
hip and dips his knees slightly to position them.  They kiss softly 
and with open eyes as he slides into her in one forceful stroke, 
swallowing each other's groans at the contact. They are both so close 
and struggling to hold off release, to enjoy the movement of their 
bodies and mingled breaths. 

CJ wraps her arms around his neck and hugs her leg closer around his 
hip as he thrusts deeply into her in a consuming rhythm.  Toby sucks 
at her nipple, freed from her bra and open blouse, as he moves within 
her, begging for release and thinking of anything in his power to 
hold it off.  

She begins to clench around him, her legs trembling and body striving 
toward climax and curses him for making her come first.  Toby 
continues to drive deeply into her, swallowing her moans and 
derogatory comments with a smile as her body clenches around him and 
pulls him deep, wrenching his release inside her.  He continues to 
thrust involuntarily within her for several moments, loving the feel 
of her hot mouth against his neck and her hot body around 
him.              

CJ clutches at his back and allows her leg to slide down to the 
ground, whimpering at the strained muscles and the loss of the feel 
of him inside her.  Toby continues to hold her and when she lowers 
her face to his shoulder, he wraps his arms around her and pulls her 
closer, burying his face in her hair.

"You ok?"  He whispers against her ear.

CJ laughs and nods her head.  "What could be better?  I just got 
fucked until I could barely stand and we get to ditch the bad 
assignments on Josh and Sam for a while, not to mention the coffee 
hand delivered by those two."  She says, licking at his neck and 
teasing at his nipple through his dress shirt.     

Toby smiles into her hair but swallows the grin before tipping her 
face to his. "We, CJ?  I won.  You came first."  Toby says seriously.

CJ wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him softly on the lips, 
sucking his lower lip between her teeth.  "Yeah, but if you don't 
share with me I'll never let you do that again."  She says wickedly.

Toby groans at the realization that he could never win this one and 
slides his hands over her rear, pulling her closer.  "So, we declare 
a tie?"  He says against her lips.

"Oh, yeah.  Unless you want a rematch."  CJ says with a raised 
eyebrow in challenge.

Toby smiles.  "Well, I would think that we need more room and some 
sustenance before we go again."  

CJ grins at him and slides her hands down over his rear mirroring his 
stance.  "Ok, your place or mine?"  She asks.

Toby smiles.  "There's a better chance you have food.  And you'll 
need girly things in the morning like shampoo and conditioner and--"

"-new pantyhose?"  CJ adds, chuckling.

Toby grins and nips at her neck.  "Yes, probably, so let's go to your 
place."

Sam and Josh are on their third round without their friends when CJ 
and Toby wander back into the bar, walking nonchalantly and with 
serious expressions, but looking like they have been doing exactly 
what they have been doing.  Toby's dress pants have dirt and scuff 
marks all over them, and his shirt has lipstick on the collar.  CJ's 
skirt is wrinkled and her blouse is missing the top button.  They 
both look flushed and swollen-lipped and their eyes dance with more 
than alcohol.  They smile sweetly at their friends.  Toby downs the 
remainder of his drink and drops some bills on the table before 
looking between Josh and Sam, smiling and stepping around the table 
to help CJ on with her suit jacket.  She grins at him over her 
shoulder and picks up her coat and purse. CJ says a soft "night guys" 
to Sam and Josh and they begin to step away from the table.  Sam and 
Josh sputter and look disbelievingly at each other before 
shouting, "Who won?"  at their friends.  

"We'll let you know tomorrow.  A rematch has been demanded." Toby 
says with a smirk as CJ waves and begins walking out of the bar.

"Well, we got royally screwed on that one."  Josh says, draining his 
beer.  

"It was a sucker's bet."  Sam says, smiling at his own pun.


~finis~
suki
eek829@hotmail.com