Chapter 3
Tommy and Elizabeth stayed in bed the rest of the night. They would have sex, reach orgasm, and rest. Each time they started a new session, Betts would find a different position to try. By 4:00 in the morning, they were both exhausted and fell asleep.
Tommy woke a little past 9:00. Betts saw that he had sprouted morning wood and immediately put it in her mouth.
“What a nice way to wake up,” Tommy exclaimed as he ran his hand over her bare ass cheek.
Looking back at him, Betts giggled, “I think I may have told you last night how much I like giving you head. I just love it, Tommy. I may never be able to stop.”
Thinking back, Tommy realized that at almost every opportunity last night, Betts had gone down on him. He hadn’t finished in her mouth again, but he noticed that she enjoyed it. It was also apparent that giving a BJ was not something she had done before. In fact, her first attempt at it reminded him of his first oral sex in high school. The girl he was with had never done it before, and it was almost painful. But, practice makes perfect… right? Betts was a quick learner, and she was doing a splendid job.
“You’re getting very good at this,” he growled as she took his thick cock deep into her mouth.
“I want to be the best you’ve ever had,” she said as she looked back at him with a grin. “I’ll need a lot of practice.” Taking his cock in her hand and stroking it, Betts said, “I love your cock, Tommy. I watched a lot of porn with Bill, so I know how big they can get. Your cock is very handsome and the perfect size for me.”
Just then, Betts spun around, straddled Tommy, and pushed her pussy down on his stiff, thick shaft. “Oh, yes,” she sighed. “See how well you fit in me?”
“Do you plan to do this all day?” he asked with a grin.
“I told you last night,” she said as she slowly slid up and down his cock. “Today is Saturday, and I have nothing planned until Monday. I see no reason we shouldn’t just stay in bed all day.”
Tommy marveled at Bett’s beauty. With the morning sun filtering through his bedroom window, he could clearly see her fantastic body. Her blonde hair was not long enough to cover her perfectly round breasts. Her skin was exceptionally soft and pale. Her lips were full and her eyes a dazzling dark brown. Her mouth was open as she began to intensify her movements over his cock.
“Do I please you, Tommy?” she asked.
“You are every bit the woman I knew you’d be the first time I saw you in high school,” he answered, trying not to overthink about the heavenly feeling he was having as his cock plunged into her wet sex.
“How many women have you bedded?” Betts asked without changing her tempo.
“I don’t know,” he replied, not really wanting to get into a conversation while this beautiful woman fucked him.
“Who was the first one you fucked?” she demanded as her fingers began to dig into his chest.
“That would be Jenny McFarland… just after Christmas my senior year.”
“Did you love her?” Betts gasped as she moved faster.
“I thought so at the time, but I guess it was just a severe case of lust.”
“How many times did you fuck Jenny?”
“I don’t know, Betts. But it was a lot. We went after each other like a couple of animals once we lost our virginity together.
“Who was next?” she groaned.
“Karen Peterson,” he replied. “That was in the summer before starting college. She was visiting my next door neighbors.”
“Did you cum inside her?”
Tommy couldn’t imagine why Betts would be asking these questions at a time like this, but it was keeping his mind busy and holding off his orgasm. “No, I didn’t. She wouldn’t let me. She just wanted me to cum on her tits.”
“Oh, Tommy,” she gasped. “I’m gonna cum! Your cock is driving me crazy!” Betts hammered herself up and down on his cock until she jammed it all in and screamed in orgasm. Her body shook, it almost felt like a vibrator on his cock.
When she stopped trembling, Tommy rolled her over on her back, keeping his stiff rod inside her. “Now it’s my turn,” he groaned and began moving. He knew it wouldn’t take long.
“Cum on my tits,” Betts begged. “Please, Tommy. I want to watch you cum.”
Thirty seconds later, he pulled out, grasped his cock, and pulled on it three times before he began shooting out hot ropes of semen that covered her chest, chin, and face.
“Oh, yes!” Betts cried out as she ran her fingers through the pools of spunk on her skin. “Fuck, yes!” she growled as she sucked on her cum-covered fingers. “That was so hot!”
Tommy flopped down on his back beside her. “I aim to please,” he said with a chuckle.
“Your aim was perfect,” Betts laughed. “We’ll have to do that again sometime. I just loved it and can understand why that girl wanted it.”
“I think she was more interested in not getting pregnant,” Tommy said, not quite in control of his breathing yet.
“You don’t have to worry about me getting pregnant,” she said softly. “When I decided to find you, I knew without any question that we would have sex. I went to my doctor and got a birth control injection that’s good for six months. ”
“How could you be so certain we’d have sex?”
“I just knew it,” she explained with a grin. “I wanted you when I was in high school, and I was determined not to blow the opportunity again.”
“What if when you found me, I was married?”
“Then I would have seduced you anyway,” she said as she took his deflated member in her hand. “You’ll learn, Tommy. I get what I want. And I want you.”
“So… I’m just here for your amusement?”
“Oh no, Tommy!” she cried out. “There hasn’t been a day in my life since we met that I haven’t thought about you. I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve masturbated while thinking about you. You have been my ideal man since I was sixteen.”
“So then, you plan to keep me?”
“Oh yes I do,” she said with a smile. “You are mine now, Tommy Hawk. You may think I’m kidding, but I’m not. I know the man you are and I will never let you go.”
“Betts,” he said. “You’ve known me less than twenty-four hours.”
“I’ve known you for eleven years. I’ve wanted you for eleven years. We have sealed the deal, Tommy, and now I belong to you. I will be your submissive. I will be your pet. You may spank or humiliate me, but I will not leave you, and you will be true to me. In my heart I know it.”
“You don’t know what kind of man I am, Betts,” he said thoughtfully.
“I don’t want you to think that I’m stupid or still a kid in love. I’ve checked you out, Tommy. I’ve researched your life, and I dare say there isn’t anything about you, I don’t know. I spent my time with Bill building his business, and I’m not foolish enough to throw it away because I love your cock. You have a fine reputation and a promising career ahead of you. You are a man of principles. I know you, Tommy.”
He was surprised by her words but gratified that she had done her homework. Obviously, Betts was not just another pretty face. Lord knew he had been with plenty of beautiful women. What he had been wanting was a woman of substance; a woman with a brain and some drive. Finding one with beauty was just a plus.
Tommy rolled off the bed heading for the bathroom. He returned quickly with a warm washcloth in his hand. “You need some cleaning up,” he said as he ran the hot cloth over her chest and chin.
“I wear it with pride,” she giggled.
“Come on,” he said, holding out his hand. “Let’s go find something to eat. I’m starving.”
Betts didn’t say a word but raised an eyebrow.
“Later,” he said as he slid her off the bed. “I’ll be more than happy to get my face back between your legs, but your sweet pussy won’t do much to stop my stomach from growling.”
As Betts stood, she wrapped her arms around his naked body. “Can we stay in bed all day?”
“Is that what you really want?”
“It is. I swear,” she said, holding up her hand as if swearing an oath.
“Let’s take a shower, and then we’ll discover what’s in the fridge for breakfast,” Tommy said as he pulled her into the bathroom. “The reason I rented this apartment was that it had a shower built for two people. Get in, and I’ll wash your backside.”
Stepping into the warm flow, Betts smiled brightly as the water ran over her skin. “Speaking of the backside,” she said as she turned her back to Tommy, “We haven’t discussed anything anal yet.”
Putting his hands on her beautifully rounded butt, Tommy said, “You have the most beautiful ass I’ve ever seen. But that being said, what do you know of anal sex?”
Pushing her rear back toward him, Betts replied, “I told you that I know about everything. Bill showed me everything except a hard cock. I probably own at least ten butt plugs. That man didn’t leave anything out of my education.”
“I guess I should be very grateful for Bill’s generous education,” Tommy said as he pulled Betts back against his chest. “If you’re sure it’s a path you want to travel.”
Turning around, Betts looked up at Tommy’s face. “I told you. I want to be the best lover you ever had. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”
“I think we’ll have plenty of time to explore the world together,” he said before pulling her into a long kiss. When the water from the showerhead began to cool, Tommy turned it off and grabbed a towel. “Now, behave while I dry you off.”
“What happens if I don’t behave?” Betts asked with an evil grin.
“You just might get a spanking,” Tommy said as he rubbed the towel over her back.
“I might like that,” she said in a low, sultry voice.
“You just might,” Tommy laughed. “But first we’re having breakfast.” With one hand, he slapped her butt with a loud crack. “Let’s go.” He tossed her one of his shirts. “Put this on so I won’t be distracted while I’m cooking.”
Betts rubbed her butt where he had hit her and smiled. She pulled the shirt on, rolled up the sleeves, and attached just two of the buttons.
Betts sat at the table while Tommy prepared breakfast. “Do you cook?” he asked her.
“Not much,” she said with a sigh. “I went from living in a dorm to a home with Bill. He had someone who cooked for him and finding out the only thing I could make was breakfast cereal, he kept her. There just wasn’t any reason for me to learn.”
“I started cooking about five years ago. I got tired of eating out most of the time. First, I got a slow cooker and found out how easy it was to make tasty dishes without much preparation time. Then I started spreading my wings and learned to do a lot of different things,” Tommy explained.
“How did you manage to get through college without having some serious romance going?” Betts wanted to know. “You’re a handsome guy, and you were a jock. Those two things get most guys laid in a hurry and attract women like flies.”
Taking his butter tray from the fridge, Tommy laughed. “I guess I kinda ran the women away. After I tore up my foot and knew I couldn’t play baseball anymore, I went into a funk for several months. I didn’t want to spend any time with men or women. I just pushed everyone away.”
“You appear to be doing well now,” she said.
“I had a business professor at school that took me by the hand and pulled me out of the funk. He convinced that my life would be better without playing ball. He’s the one that helped me land the job at DFW.” As he poured coffee, Tommy continued, “There were lots of ladies that wanted to be hooked up with a professional athlete, but they drifted away when they discovered I wasn’t going to sign a multi-million contract.”
“Do you regret not having played professional baseball?” Betts asked as she took the mug he offered.
“Oh, I think about it now and then, but I’ve never been sorry it worked out the way it did. A career in professional sports can be over in the blink of an eye. Without the damage to my foot, I would never have been able to do the things I’m doing now.”
“And you wouldn’t have found me,” she said in a sultry voice.
“That’s true,” Tommy said as he put a plate down in front of her before leaning over for a kiss. Returning to the table with his coffee and plate, he sat down and looked at Betts. “I’m still a little confused as to why you would remember me for such a long time.”
Laughing, Betts replied, “I have a great imagination. That semester we spent together, I had visions of us together. The images in my head were always highly sexual. You never noticed, but I attended all of our home baseball games, always hoping you’d see me and talk to me afterward. Then the thing that really made you a fixture in my mind was listening to Jenny in the girls’ bathroom the next semester.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I was in one of the stalls one day when Jenny and a friend came in. She was telling her friend how she went to see you at your school. Jenny was telling the girl about how she got into your room in the sports dorm and fucked you for three hours. Her story was very detailed, and I stayed hidden in the stall so that I could hear every word. It just convinced me that you were the stud that I had always imagined.”
“I do remember Jenny coming over one Saturday in October or November,” Tommy recalled. “I also remember being very anxious about having her in my room. I didn’t find out until some months later that all of the talk about being expelled for having women in your room was just talk. It took about six months for me to find out that girls were in and out of there constantly.”
“You got lucky,” Betts told him.
“How’s that?”
“Jenny told her friend that she had let you know that she was on the pill and couldn’t get pregnant. Then she admitted that it was a lie and she was hoping to get knocked up so that you would have to marry her. She didn’t get pregnant, and that’s why you were lucky.”
“Damn, I didn’t know that, but I do remember her saying she was safe.”
“Did you love her?”
“No, not really,” he said. “Jenny was just a really hot chic, and I was as horny as all teenaged boys are.”
Sipping her coffee, Betts remembered, “The story I heard was that she got pregnant her freshman year in college. I didn’t hear anything else about her.” Another sip and she asked, “Did you have a lot of girls in college?”
“Define a lot.”
Betts grinned. “Twenty would be a lot, I think.”
“No,” he laughed. “I didn’t bed twenty co-eds in my time in college. Maybe six in four years.”
“Were any of them noteworthy? Any of those relationships turn into love?”
“I did have a crush on a girl that I met when I was a sophomore. She was a senior. Her name was Mary Nell Vanderstaff.”
“That’s an impressive name,” Betts commented. “The name makes her sound rich.”
“I think there was money in her family. Her grandfather had been an Admiral in the Navy. She lived off campus in an apartment. One Friday afternoon, Mary Nell asked me to come to see her apartment. I stayed there until Monday morning. Then I never heard from her again.”
“I know how entertaining you can be in the bedroom,” Betts said. “But I don’t see how she could have used you for an entire weekend and then let you go.”
“Someone told me that Mary Nell was engaged to a guy at West Point. I guess my job was to keep her going until he graduated.”
“I’m certain you played your part with great enthusiasm.”
Tommy took the last bite of food on his plate and pushed it aside. “So tell me, Betts. Are you going to be around tomorrow, or am I a one-night stand?”
With the grace of a cat, Betts slinked out of her chair and moved around to sit in Tommy’s lap. “I plan to be around a while,” she said as she kissed his neck. “I’ve waited for you far too long to let you slip through my fingers.”
“Did I do anything in the bedroom that you found pleasing?”
“I found everything you did in the bedroom pleasing, Tommy. You are an excellent lover who gives more than he takes. I couldn’t tell you how many orgasms I had, but each one seemed to be longer and stronger than the one before it.”
“I expect my next door neighbor to stop by for a visit. We were a little loud last night.”
“Oh my,” Betts said with her fingers covering her mouth. “Was I? I don’t know that I’ve ever been loud before.”
“There were several times that you got loud,” he said with a chuckle. “You do seem to enjoy receiving oral sex and were pretty unrestrained on your hands and knees with me behind you.”
“Tommy,” she said softly as she touched his cheek. “I want to be submissive. I’m not saying that I want to be tied up in ropes or beaten with a whip, but the idea of your bare hands spanking me just makes me break out in a sweat. I will do whatever you want. Absolutely anything.”
“That’s a very bold statement, Betts.”
“I’m not certain how I would feel about you sharing me.”
Tommy pushed his hand inside her shirt to take one of her breasts in his fingers. “I can assure you of one thing… I will never share you. I would enjoy seeing other men look at you and be filled with desire, but I would never share you.”
He pulled her into a kiss that was filled with fire and lasted a long time. When the kiss broke, they were both panting.
“Are we going back to bed?” she asked.
“If we can make it that far,” Tommy said with a grin.
“I need to make a phone call,” Betts said. “Give me two minutes, and then I’ll be in bed waiting for you.”
“Deal,” he told her. “I need to make sure the oven is off.”
Stepping inside his bedroom, Betts quickly found her phone and called Maria. “I’m going to stay with my friends, Maria. You stay at home today with your husband. I’ll be leaving town early on Monday and won’t be home until Wednesday. You just stay home until Thursday.”
She put her phone back in her purse, slipped off the shirt she was wearing and walked into the bathroom to see how she looked. Her hair was a bit rumpled, and she had no lipstick on. She feared her breath would be awful. As she ran her fingers through her hair in an attempt to make it look better, Tommy came up behind her and wrapped his hands around her middle.
She could feel his bare skin touching her backside. When his hands cupped her breasts, she could feel his stiff cock rubbing against her butt. “Is this as far as we’re going to get?” she asked as she spread her feet apart.
“I think so,” he answered as he pushed his steel rod into her wetness. “You feel like you’re ready.”
“I’m ready, baby. So ready,” she groaned as he filled her.
Betts and Tommy spent the remainder of the day in his apartment, only leaving his bed to go to the kitchen or bathroom. When they weren’t having sex, the two were talking or sleeping. When they decided to go out for dinner, Tommy felt like he had known Betts all his life.
“I guess this is going to be the walk of shame,” Betts told Tommy as she was putting on the same clothes she had been wearing when she arrived at his door.
“What is the walk of shame?” he asked.
“That’s when you wear the same clothes over a couple of days because you stayed overnight with someone.”
“We can address that problem,” he told her as he grinned. “Don’t wear panties or a bra. Then you’ll be a little different.”
“Oh, you naughty man,” Betts giggled. “You want me to go out with my naughty bits available for your fingers.”
“Maybe not just my fingers,” he said in a deep voice.
“I think I like the way you think,” she said as she hugged him. “I would think after all we’ve done in the past twenty-four hours you might not be interested in more fooling around.”
“Get serious,” he said as he pulled her to him. “It would take a long time for me to tire of seeing your naked body.”
“That’s good to hear,” Betts said as she lightly kissed his chin. “Maybe we should just stay in bed.”
“I think going out for a while will be good for us. There’s a place I like just a few miles from here. We can have a steak and build up our stamina for tonight’s bout in the bedroom.”
“Are you planning on keeping me another night?”
“You said yourself that you had no plans for the weekend. Since you have nothing scheduled, I’m claiming your time. You may not remember it, but when you were about to reach orgasm this afternoon, you begged me to fuck you until you couldn’t walk. You haven’t reached that condition yet, so I need to keep trying.”
“I like a man who keeps his word,” she whispered as she gazed into his eyes.
As Tommy promised, the restaurant wasn’t far away. They pulled into the parking lot in less than ten minutes. Betts thought it looked interesting, but not new. “You come here often?”
“Not more than five times a week,” he laughed.
As she reached for the door handle, Tommy reached over and slapped her hand. “When you ride with me, I’ll open your doors. In my bedroom, you may be as whorish as you wish, but when you’re out with me, you’ll act like a lady, and I’ll act like a gentleman.”
Betts sat quietly as she watched him get out of the car, walk around to her door, and open it for her. When she was out and closed the door, he leaned into her to whisper, “And when you get out of my car, you’ll want to give me a chance to look up your skirt. That’s also one of my rules.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” she said with a grin. “Are there other rules?”
“A few,” he said as he gave her a light kiss. “I’ll let you know as they come up.”
When they reached the front door, Betts reached for it before Tommy pulled her back. “I’ll open the doors for you. Your job is continue to be sexy and adore me.”
“Sorry,” she said as she stepped back to let him open the restaurant door while her mind was wondering if she had just flashed back to the 1960’s. “A gentleman opening doors?” she thought. “What will he do next? Is this an act, or the real Thomas Hawk?”
