On Saturday morning, Elizabeth was still excited about the party they would be hosting the next day. She had a local guy install ‘surround sound’ speakers so they could ‘feel’ the game as well as see it. As they were sitting at the breakfast table, she told Tommy that she had ordered a popcorn machine that would be delivered before noon.
“What kind of popcorn machine?”
“It looks like one you’d see at a carnival. It’s about six feet tall, and is on wheels,” she told him. “Here, let me show you a picture of it on the internet.”
“Damn, baby,” Tommy said when he saw the photo. “That thing is big.”
“So’s your thing, but you don’t see me complaining about it.”
“Is it going to fit?” he asked dryly.
“That’s what she said,” Betts said with a laugh.
“Is it going to fit into the game room?” he asked, now smiling.
“I think so. I’ll put it over by the bar so that Chad can keep it filled during the game.”
“You know they’ll be little bits of popcorn in the carpet on Monday,” he pointed out.
“Sure there will,” she agreed, “But Maria will clean the room up perfectly. She gets paid quite a bit and doesn’t have to do a lot. She’s kinda been my friend since Bill passed. I just love her to death.”
“I have a suggestion to make,” Tommy announced. “If we stay here all day you are just going to find more things to do and more things to buy for the party. After your popcorn machine is delivered, we’re going out.”
“Out, where?”
“Just out,” he said, obviously not having an answer ready. “I’ve ordered all of the liquor we’ll need, so we’ll need to pick that up. Then,” he said with a pause, “I think we should go to the Mall.”
“The mall? Are you kidding? Why do we want to go to the mall? You’ve never been shopping with me.”
“There’s a first time for everything,” he insisted. “I have something in mind I want to look for.”
“What?” she asked, not believing him.
“You’ll see when we get there,” Tommy insisted.
Elizabeth half closed her eyes as she studied him. “If this is some kind of trick just to keep me busy, I’ll kick your ass, big boy. Betts doesn’t like to be hoodwinked.”
“I’ll take the chance,” he said, trying to look like he knew what he was doing. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like for you to put on some clothes before the deliveryman shows up.”
“I dress like this for you,” Betts said as she stood up and held out the completely transparent baby doll nighty she was wearing. “I thought you liked it.”
“I do like it,” he said, feeling the sweat on his brow. “But I think it might be a bit unnerving for the delivery guy when he shows up.”
Elizabeth held out her hand. “Then, you can come with me and pick out something for me to wear.”
When Tommy frowned, Betts threw one leg across him, pressing herself down on his crotch. “Maybe we could just play here a bit before I change.”
“There is no ‘just a bit’ between us, Betts,” he said as he pressed his fingers against her ass. “There are no quickies. Just longies. Just losing my mind kind of sex that makes time disappear.” Tommy pushed his chair back. “Now, go upstairs and get dressed. When you’re done, I’ll get dressed. If you still want to play, we’ll do it later. We have things to do today.”
Leaning close to his face, she growled, “You’re going to do me today, Mr. Hawk. You’re going to do me until I don’t remember how to walk. And after that… I’ll beg for more.”
Betts stood up and turned away. When she did, Tommy slapped her ass hard.
Spinning around, she smiled at him. “And when I’m too tired to move, you can spank me for being naughty.”
Tommy just nodded his head, leaving her with the feeling that he would put some heat on her ass before the day was finished. As she rode upstairs in the elevator, she wondered if she would have to stand up during the party. As the lift doors opened, she stepped out and smiled. “What a wonderful idea.”
Shortly before noon, a delivery truck arrived at their front door. As soon as the popcorn machine had been put in place and a test batch of popcorn made, Tommy took Elizabeth by the hand and took her to his car. “We’re leaving now,” he told her. “Don’t argue.”
“Where are we going?” she wanted to know once they were both in the car.
“I’ve already told you,” he said as he turned to back out of the garage.
“You’re taking me to the Mall?”
“That’s what I’ve already told you.”
“Why are we going to the Mall? I have things to do to get ready for the party.”
“Everything that needs to be done has been done,” Tommy said as he drove out of the driveway.
“I’m certain there are things I need to do,” she insisted.
“Then, you can do them when we get home.”
They didn’t speak again until they arrived at the shopping center. Tommy opened the car door for Betts and took her hand as they walked into the large center. She just held his hand and followed until they walked into Victoria’s Secret. Walking to the back of the store, he asked to see the manager.
An attractive woman appearing to be in her mid-thirties came to them. “I’m Doris, the store manager. I was told you wanted to see me.”
“Hi Doris,” Tommy said, extending his hand. “I’m Thom, and this is my girlfriend, Elizabeth. Don’t you think she’s stunning?”
“Yes, I do,” the woman said as she looked at Betts.
“We are going on a two-week trip. I want this lady to have different lingerie sets to wear each day. She is outrageously sexy, and I want panties and bra sets that match her beauty. I want different colors and different styles. Cost is not a factor. Can you handle that for me?”
“I’d be very happy to,” Doris said with a bright smile.
“I don’t want you to pass her off to someone else. I asked for you, and I want you to handle my request.”
“Of course, Thom. I’m happy to be of assistance.”
“Excellent,” he said with a smile. “Here is my business card. It has my cell phone number on it. Once you’ve finished, give me a call, and I’ll come back and pay the bill.”
For the first time, Tommy turned to Elizabeth. “I’m going to the bar around the corner from here. I’ll be back when you’re finished. Don’t let me down, Betts. You are doing this for me, and you always do what I say.”
“Yes, I do,” she replied meekly.
“Call me when you’re finished,” he said to Doris. “I won’t be far away.” With that said, Tommy turned and walked out the doors of the store.
Doris turned to Elizabeth. “Shall we get started?”
“I guess so,” Elizabeth answered. “What do we do?”
“I have a dressing room for special clients,” the store manager told Betts as they walked. “For your two-week outfitting, we’ll need it. Tell me, is there anything you don’t like?”
“When I’m with him, I never have lingerie on for long. He generally rips it off of me as soon as he sees it. But, if this is what he wants, I’m not going to spoil his party. I try not to ever disappoint him.”
They stepped inside the private dressing room. It was larger than the standard spaces in the store, and this one had six full-length mirrors facing a central point. Putting Elizabeth in front of the mirrors, Doris studied her client’s body. “You couldn’t possibly disappoint him,” Doris said with a smile. “Would you please take off your clothes so I can take some measurements?”
When Elizabeth was down to only panties and bra, Doris used her tape to take measurements. “Have you ever been a centerfold in a men’s magazine?” Doris asked.
“No. Why?”
“You’ve certainly got the body for it,” Doris muttered as she continued to admire Betts. “I have several ideas for different kinds of lingerie that will compliment your exquisite form. If you give me a few minutes, I’ll gather some things for you to try.”
“I don’t have any clothes on, so I won’t be going anywhere,” Elizabeth laughed.
Ten minutes later, Doris was back carrying a stack of silky looking items. “If you don’t mind, I’d like for you to get naked before we try on some of these items. It’s not something we like to do, but I think we need to see how these items fit.”
Not being shy, Elizabeth stripped and stood completely naked in front of the mirrors.
“First, I’d like for you to try on this bra,” she said, handing it to Betts. “I think it is the single sexiest thing we sell, but not everyone can wear it. This bra requires what I would call perfect breasts.” She helped Elizabeth by hooking the bra in the back.
“You certainly don’t need any help in making your breasts look sexy, but don’t you like the way it looks?” Doris asked. Looking into the mirror’s reflection, the woman said, “If I had your body, I don’t think I would ever wear undergarments.”
“I try not to when he’s around,” Betts laughed as she turned from side to side, admiring her reflection.
“You’ll notice that this bra isn’t padded. It will show your nipples if you get the slightest bit aroused. I’ll bet your man worships your breasts.”
“He does,” Elizabeth said softly.
“I have this bra in three different styles and eight different colors. I have matching panties in the same colors and six different styles. What does he like you in?”
“He doesn’t like me in cotton. He wants to feel something silky under his fingers,” Elizabeth said.
“I’ll bet he likes thongs and v-strings,” Doris offered. “I wouldn’t want to cover up an ass as good as yours.”
Elizabeth blushed. “He says my ass is a work of art.”
“He’s correct,” the manager said. “I’m not into girls, but I’m getting worked up just looking at you.”
Elizabeth blushed again as Doris handed her a small, silky panty in the same color as the bra she was wearing. Stepping into it, Betts pulled it up and turned to look in the mirror.
“You are simply breathtaking,” Doris whispered. “I love the color on you.”
“What color is it?”
“Our catalog calls it steel gray, but I think it has more blue in it.”
Elizabeth turned to see that at least half of her bottom was showing. “He’ll love these.”
For nearly forty-five minutes, Betts and Doris tried on different styles of lingerie. When they made their final cut, Doris had fifteen different sets laid out on a table. The only colors being repeated were black and white.
“When you model them for him, wear one of the white sets first. He’ll have a piece of steel in his pants when he sees you.” As Elizabeth began to get dressed in the clothes she’d worn in, Doris said, shall I call him now?”
“Yes, please. Standing around here so long, half-naked, I have to admit that I’m getting horny.”
“You and me both,” Doris said under her breath. Then putting her phone to her ear, Doris said, “Mr. Hawk. Your purchases are ready.” She disconnected the call and said, “He’ll be right here. Is there anything else I can get you?”
“You don’t happen to have a cold shower, do you?”
They both laughed and carried the items selected to the register.
When Tommy walked up, he asked, “Mission accomplished?”
“You said enough for two weeks, Mr. Hawk,” Doris reported. “We came up with fifteen selections. Is that acceptable?”
Handing Doris his credit card, Tommy replied, “That’s good with me. As long as she’s happy, and you are satisfied, then I’m all good.”
Doris leaned over to whisper in his ear. “After thirty minutes alone with her, I was considering becoming a lesbian. You are a lucky man.”
“Tell me about it,” Tommy laughed.
It took four Victoria’s Secret shopping bags to hold everything Betts had selected. Tommy took two in each hand, thanked Doris, and they headed home.
“Is there anything else we need to do while we’re out?” Betts asked.
“Nope,” he answered. “We have something to do at home.”
“What?”
“You’ll see when we get there.”
On the way back to the house, Elizabeth wondered what Tommy had in mind, but guessed he was going to want his own personal fashion show.
Once they were home, Tommy led her to their bedroom, put down the bags, and turned to her. “Come here,” he said in a low voice.
When she stepped in front of him, Tommy began undressing her.
Betts didn’t question him. She just assumed that they were either going to have sex or she was going to show off her purchases. Either way, Elizabeth was going to be pleased. However, once she was naked, Tommy sat on a chair and pulled Elizabeth across his lap. He gave her a hard slap on her bare ass cheek.
“Now, sweet girl, you are going to get the spanking you’ve been working on!” He slapped the other cheek. “And when I’m finished with the spanking, you will model all the things you bought.” He slapped her ass again even harder. “And when the fashion show is over, I’m going to tie you to the bed and fuck this beautiful ass of yours.” He slapped again. “Is that clear?” Another slap.
“Yes, Tommy,” she muttered with tears in her eyes.
Tommy continued the spanking until Betts’ behind was bright red. When he stopped, he put his hand between her legs to find that she was dripping wet. He had figured she would be more aroused than anything, and now he knew it was true. Standing her up, Tommy turned her toward the bathroom door and swatted her behind once more. “I’m going to sit on the couch. You are going to wear each of your new outfits for me one at a time.”
Betts sniffed, picked up the bags, and disappeared into the bathroom.
Tommy moved to the sofa and waited for the show to begin.
It took Elizabeth over an hour to show him each of the sets he had bought for her. He thought they were all sensational. When she said she was wearing the last set, Tommy directed her to take it off right where she stood. When she was naked, he told her to get on the bed.
Getting off of the couch, Tommy found Betts stretched out on her tummy, her red ass almost glowing. He took the restraints and handcuffs from the bottom drawer, clipped the cuffs to her wrists and then to the headboard before tying her legs apart.
Tommy undressed slowly before he took the container of Astroglide from the top drawer. He applied the lube to the necessary spots before kneeling on the bed between her legs. Leaning down, Tommy pressed his rock hard cock to her star. As he pushed in, he could feel that she was relaxed and anxious to receive his gift.
It was a full minute before Betts made a sound, but it was a groan from deep inside. “Oh, fuck!” she groaned. “Yes, baby. Give it all to me. It’s so good!” When he put his full weight on her to thrust, she could feel it through the burning on her butt.
It took Tommy much longer than usual to finally reach his climax. He was confident that Betts had reached at least two orgasms. He slowly withdrew and watched his semen leaking out of her and drip down on her vaginal lips. He slapped her ass once more. She must have been surprised because she yelped.
“Keep this in mind,” he whispered in her ear. “You’ve told me you were going to be submissive. You’ve been anything but submissive for the past few days. I’m going down to the kitchen to fix a drink. While I’m gone, you think about ways to show me your submissiveness. When I come back, I plan to fuck your ass again. And then we can discuss me letting you get up. Is that clear?”
Elizabeth’s head was turned away from Tommy. He couldn’t see the smile on her face. She whispered, “Yes,” and heard him walk out the door. “Finally,” she said aloud, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
The Sunday game didn’t start until 3:30, and the party guests began to arrive around 2:30. Chad and Helen were the first get there so that he could get the bar ready. Chad considered this the best job a fellow could have. He was treated as a guest but always paid $250 to spend a few hours behind the bar. Helen always helped him, but she was as much a guest as anyone there.
“Good lord, Elizabeth,” Chad said when he got to the bar. “You’ve got enough beer here to get the 4th Armored Division drunk. Are you expecting more people than usual?”
Laughing at her own over planning, she told Chad that she had wanted to have lots of choices and had really enjoyed buying the local craft beers. “I don’t really know a lot about beer,” she admitted. “I just bought IPA’s and Stouts. Then I got a couple of them because I liked the labels.”
“We won’t run out,” he told her, “But we’ll also have enough left over for the next party. It won’t go bad before we drink it. I’ll line up the different kinds on the bar so your guests will know what’s available.”
The Edwards and the Hansons were the only ones attending that had not been to one of these football parties previously. Elizabeth had briefed the women, so they knew what to wear and what to expect. She had warned Donna and Molly that the men would be pretty raucous while they watched the game, but it was unlikely that anyone would get drunk and obnoxious. However, she also pointed out there were multiple bedrooms for anyone unable to drive or for anyone feeling the need to have sex.
Betts explained they were all there to have fun and support the Cowboys. It was something they had been doing for years and planned to continue.
Elizabeth and Tommy had placed their large couch in front of the huge TV which was mounted on the wall. They had moved some bar stools behind the sofa, giving it a balcony look. Tommy had also arranged a TV which could be viewed from the hot tub, in case anyone wanted to watch the game in a cloud of warm bubbles.
By 3:00, Elizabeth had demonstrated to Chad how to operate the new popcorn machine. The caterer arrived at the back door and quickly brought in the trays of food for the party as well as plates, cutlery, and napkins. When Betts signed for the delivery, the man in charge thanked her and said that his people would be by on Monday morning to pick up their equipment.
Betts asked Tommy to be the official welcoming committee because she was going upstairs to change.
Five minutes before kickoff, all of the guests were gathered in front of the TV listening to the pre-game announcements with drinks in hand. Tommy almost dropped his beer when he saw Betts step into the room. She was certainly dressed to be the ultimate Cowboy fan. Elizabeth was wearing white skin tight shorts. They were not as small at the Cowboy Cheerleader’s, but equally revealing. She was wearing a halter top made in Cowboy blue that displayed her generous bosom and substantial cleavage. She even had small cowboy boots on her feet.
“Damn, baby,” Tommy whispered in her ear as he hugged her. “I think we can get you a spot on the cheerleader’s roster.”
“I just cheer for you, lover,” Betts said as she kissed his cheek. “You worked my ass over last night, but it’ll be ready for you tonight after the guests are gone.”
“Let’s get this season going!” Bryce called out to the group. Everyone raised their glasses and cheered as the ball was kicked. “We’re going to the Super Bowl this year,” one of the men on a bar stool yelled.
When halftime arrived, the home team was up by seventeen points, and the guests were all feeling good. Using the remote, Tommy turned the sound off on the TV, pulled Elizabeth to his side, and got everyone’s attention.
“Elizabeth and I are so happy that you could join us today to rekindle an old tradition in this house of cheering our home team on to victory. Or at least, we can suffer defeat in comfort and a beer in our hands. We want you to know that we’ll be hosting these parties throughout the season. Look for us to be your party location each week except for the last two games of the season in late December.”
Tommy had his arm around Betts’ middle, his fingers touching her bare midriff. When he mentioned not having their football parties in late December, Elizabeth was confused and turned to him. “Why not the last two games?”
Tommy looked over at Chad, who tossed a box. Catching it with one hand, Tommy looked back at Elizabeth. “Because I’m hoping that we’ll be out of town at the end of December.”
“Where are we going?” She had no idea what he was referencing. To her complete shock, Tommy dropped down on one knee.
Looking up at her beautiful face, Tommy said, “Elizabeth, you are the love of my life. You are my moon and stars.” He opened the box, holding it out to her. “I’m asking you to marry me.”
While Betts stood there in complete surprise, the others in the room were making all kinds of noise.
A male voice called out, “Tell him no. Marry me instead.”
A woman’s voice was heard saying, “Oh, that is so romantic.”
Bryce turned to his wife, saying, “Now, this is no big surprise.”
Still looking up at Betts, Tommy said, “I’ve blocked out the end of December because I hope that we’ll be on our honeymoon. I’ve already booked it, so I hope you’ll say yes.”
“Of course, YES!” Elizabeth screamed. “Oh my God, Tommy. Yes. Yes. Yes!” She threw her arms around his neck, knocking him onto his back, where she threw herself on him, covering his face with kisses.”
The oldest man in the room was a fellow named Jesse Rogers. He had made a lot of money in the Texas oil business before he met Bill Bonner. Bill had doubled the man’s wealth, and they had become friends. Jesse was from a small town in west Texas and sounded like he’d never been off the farm. As Tommy and Elizabeth were rolling on the floor, Jesse turned to his wife of forty years. “Now that’s how you’re supposed to say yes. How come you didn’t say yes to me like that, Wilda?”
Jesse’s wife frowned at her husband, and said, “Cause you ain’t purty like he is. If you was as handsome as him, I’d probably have fucked you right in front of my Daddy.”
The room was filled with laughter as the visitors watched the newly engaged couple on the floor. Bryce extended a hand to help both of them up. Elizabeth immediately attached herself around Tommy.
“I guess I’m getting married,” Tommy said to the group with a bright smile.
“Now what was it you were saying about being on a honeymoon? Are you planning on taking the boss out of the office?” Bryce asked.
“Let’s just say that I assumed Elizabeth would consent to marry me,” Tommy laughed. “So I booked a honeymoon trip for us. She didn’t notice it, but I asked her a lot of questions in the last month about family traditions and such. I found out that she had no special ties to family gatherings around Christmas. I’ve made a reservation at an out of this world resort in Tahiti. Because I work at the airport, I have a few connections and booked our flights. I thought we could get married on December 15 and leave for Tahiti that night. We’d be coming home on December 29.”
“Are you going to let this man make decisions like that for you?” Bryce asked with a grin.
“You bet I am!” Elizabeth said with obvious glee. She threw her arms around Tommy again. “It sounds wonderful, baby. I’m so excited.”
One of the men in the room shouted, “That’s enough of that shit. The game’s starting. Turn the sound up.”
Tommy found the remote and turned up the sound to hear the announcers saying, “Now we’ll see if the Giants coaching staff has made a plan to get around that swarming Dallas defense.”
Elizabeth pulled Tommy to the side of the room. “You’ve been a busy boy.”
“I guess so,” he said. “I hope I didn’t go too far.”
“No, baby, no, you didn’t. I just love the fact that you’ve made the decisions.” She whispered in his ear, “Remember, I’m the submissive one.”
“Have you looked at your ring yet?” he asked.
“It’s perfect,” she gushed.
“Have you looked at it?” he repeated.
“It doesn’t matter, Tommy. I would love it if it were the pull-tab from a can of Miller Lite. It’s perfect because you picked it for me, and I will love it always.”
“I thought we could get married here and just invite a few friends. How does that sound?”
“Love it!” she gasped. “That would be wonderful.”
“We would cut the cake, drink some champagne, and then head for the airport.”
“I’ve never been to Tahiti.”
“Neither have I,” he laughed. “I thought our first trip together should be someplace new to both of us.”
“That’s sweet, Tommy. I love the idea.”
“But it’s not our last trip,” he told her. “In the spring we’re going to Italy for at least two weeks. You’ll need to get your office set up to work without you.”
“How exciting!” she giggled. “I love you so much!”
“I love you too, Betts. We’re going to spend a lot of years together.”
