Chapter 4

“Good evening, Mr. Hawk,” a tall, handsome man said as they entered. “I see that you’ve brought a beautiful woman to dress up my shabby restaurant.”

Reaching his hand out, Tommy said, “That’s exactly what I’m doing, Dominic. This place needs a little help, and I think when the word gets out that Elizabeth eats here, your business will improve.”

“No doubt,” the man replied as he unashamedly checked her out. “Let me assume that with someone so lovely, you’ll not be sitting at the bar. Perhaps a quiet booth?”

“Good idea,” Tommy said with a smile. “We like to eat naked, and it would be best if everyone couldn’t see us.”

“Very good, sir. Please follow me.”

As they walked to a booth in the back of the restaurant, Elizabeth could see that the place was far from shabby. It looked very comfortable and while busy, not overly noisy. The wait staff was almost all men wearing black slacks and white dress shirts with a black bow tie. By the time they reached their booth, Betts was already feeling comfortable.

“I like this place,” she whispered to Tommy when he sat near her.

“I don’t really come here five times a week, but probably at least once a week for the past three years. Dom has a great bar and can cook up a great hamburger or a sizzling steak. He cooks potato wedges that are the best I’ve ever tasted.”

“He wasn’t shy about looking me over,” she whispered.

“Why would he?” Tommy asked. “You are especially beautiful and incredibly sexy.”

“Good evening, Mr. Hawk. It’s nice to see you again,” a waiter said.

“Thanks, Tony. I brought someone new tonight, so you’ll need to be on your best behavior, or she won’t come back again.”

“Indeed I will,” he offered with a smile. “Would you like to order a drink?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” Tommy laughed. “What would you like, Elizabeth? I’m going to have one of Dominic’s ass-kickin' martinis.”

“Is it really ass-kickin'?” Betts asked the waiter.

“I’m afraid it is, Miss,” Tony answered. “Only the very brave have more than one.”

“In that case, I must have one.” When the waiter was gone, Betts turned to Tommy. “Why did you tell that man that we like to eat naked?”

“Because it’s true,” Tommy said with a straight face. “So far, we’ve had two meals together, and we’ve been naked both times.”

Betts smiled at him. “It was lovely, too,” she cooed. “But, I guess we’ll have to stay dressed in here.”

Putting his hand on her knee, Tommy slowly moved his hand up her thigh until his fingers reached her sex. “You’re dressed on the outside. Only I know the truth.”

“What a shame I can’t do the same to you,” she whispered as she felt his fingers moving.

“This is one of those times where you’ll appear like a lady to anyone looking, but you’ll not feel like a lady under the tabletop.”

“I’ll try not to be too loud when I have an orgasm,” she whispered.

“And I’ll try not to get carried away and put my face between your legs,” he whispered as his finger found her wetness.

“What a shame,” she said softly as she closed her eyes. “That is something that you do exceptionally well.”

“Maybe when we get home, I’ll have you for dessert.”

“Perhaps on the way home, we should stop for some whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles,” Betts suggested.

“An excellent idea,” Tommy said before removing his hand from under her skirt and sitting back. “Here comes Tony with our drinks.”

As the waiter set the drinks down, he asked, “Have you had a chance to look at the menu?”

“I’ll order for both of us,” Tommy told the man. “We’ll both have the eight-ounce fillet. The lady would like hers pink in the center.”

“You want yours a little more done, as usual?” the waiter asked.

“Exactly. We’ll have the potato wedges and a loaf of onion rings.”

“Very good, Mr. Hawk. Would you like me to hold your order for a bit while you have your drinks?”

“Thank you, Tony. A good idea. And pick me out a good bottle of wine to go with the steak. I think you know my preferences.”

“I do,” the man said with a slight bow. “Enjoy your ass-kickin' martini.”

Tommy picked up his glass and touched it to Betts’. “Here’s to a beautiful weekend with a beautiful companion.”

“May it be the first of many,” Betts added before she sipped her drink. “That is good!” she said after her first swallow. “But I can see why you wouldn’t want more than one.”

“I don’t know what he uses to make these drinks, but the gin must be one hundred proof.”

As they waited for their food to arrive, the two sat quietly and sipping their drinks as they carried on their conversation.

“I was thinking,” Tommy said as he stirred the olive in his drink, “Your father must have gone nuts when you told him you were going to marry a man thirty years older than you.”

“You think?” Betts laughed. “As you’ve gathered, my father had been the absolute ruler of my life until I met Bill. My dad believed that I was a savant and needed to be protected from myself as well as others. He decided that while I was brilliant, I was not smart enough to take care of myself. My father decided it was his mission in life to make certain I reached my potential. I’ve always thought he was simply living vicariously through me.”

“What did he say when you told him you were getting married?”

“I would describe his reaction as to being like the burning of the Hindenburg,” Betts said with a grin. “He couldn’t understand how I could waste the exceptional education for which he had paid. I calmly explained to him the marriage included an invitation to study and work with the finest market analyst in the world. To work beside him and learn at his knee, so to speak.”

“Did he buy that?”

“He threatened to disown me,” Betts replied.

“Are your parents wealthy?” Tommy asked.

“My lord, no.” she laughed. “They are as common as dirt. I considered that he might have thought that he would be elevated in society if it was known that I was his child.”

“I guess he didn’t disown you.”

“When he finally did some research and gathered some information on Bill and his company, my dad shut up.”

“I know I’m full of questions and you don’t have to answer them all,” Tommy said.

“It’s quite all right,” Betts replied as she reached out her hand to touch his. “We have to get to know each other outside the bedroom,” she said sweetly. “Not that I wouldn’t be happy to spend two weeks in bed with you, but we do have some catching up to do.”

“Where do you live?” Tommy asked as he realized how little he knew about her.

“It’s about a fifteen-minute drive from your apartment to my house. I have a Ft. Worth address, but I’m right on the edge of the city.”

“Do you own a home?”

“Yes, I do,” she smiled. “Bill built the house before he met me, and we did some remodeling after we were married. It’s a lovely home that I feel certain you’ll enjoy. Bill bought the land, and then built the home a few years later.”

“Was there something sentimental about the land to him?”

Betts laughed. “I guess you could say that. He bought it because it was a hill.”

“A hill?” Tommy said with a frown.

“Do you know how many hills there are between Dallas and Ft Worth?” she laughed.

“Damned few,” was Tommy’s reply.

“Exactly,” Betts said. “That was why he wanted it. He wanted something high enough to be able to see into the distance. The property had some typical live oaks on it and was maybe a hundred feet higher than anything around it. He built a two-story house that gave him a bit of a view.”

“Do you plan to stay there?”

“I haven’t made that decision yet,” Betts answered thoughtfully. Then with a quick smile said, “You should stay with me tomorrow night at my home. I’ll stay with you again tonight and we can go to my place tomorrow. I have to leave town early Monday, so I’ll need to be home to get ready to travel.”

Before Tommy could say anything, Betts sat up straight. “I’m assuming that you want me to stay with you tonight. Am I being presumptuous?”

Smiling, Tommy put his hand on her bare thigh, sliding it up under her skirt. “Why I wouldn’t think of pushing you out into the dark night to send you back to your lonely home. Perhaps we need to spend one more night together to let you decide if you want to invite me into your home.”

“I don’t need five seconds to make that decision,” as she pulled his hand closer to her sex.

Just then, Tommy spied the waiter coming their way and removed his hand from under her skirt.

“Let me open the wine for you, Mr. Hawk,” Tony said as he put the bottle on the table. As he removed the cork, he turned to Betts. “Did you enjoy your martini?”

“It was great!” she answered with a bright smile. “One more of those and I’d be dancing naked on the table.”

“In that case, Miss, I’ll have one brought to you right away.”

“Hey there, Tony,” Tommy said as he held up his hand. “Stay in your lane.”

“Yes, sir, Mr. Hawk,” Tony laughed. “Here comes your meal now.” Tony filled the glasses, put down the bottle, and stood back to allow the man from the kitchen to put his tray down on a stand. Tony set the plates in front of his customers, bowed, and said, “Enjoy. I’ll check back with you in a while.”

“This smells heavenly,” Betts said as she picked up her wine glass.

Tommy touched his wine glass to hers. “Let’s drink to another night in bed together.”

“Yes, let’s do,” Betts said as their glasses clicked together.

~~~

When they finished dinner, Betts declined dessert and coffee, suggesting she’d rather move on to the next thing on their agenda. Assuming she meant to get back in bed, Tommy was only too happy to pay the check. They stopped at the door to speak with Dominic once again, thanked him for the excellent meal, flawless service, and walked out to Tommy’s car.

When Tommy opened the door for Betts, she made sure that as she got in, her skirt pulled up high enough to give him a good view. He laughed, saying, “I think you’re catching on.”

They had driven less than a mile when Betts pointed, “There’s a grocery store. We need to stop.”

“What do we need?” he asked.

Grinning, Betts said, “Don’t you remember? We need whipped cream.”

“Oh yeah,” Tommy chuckled and pulled into the parking lot.

Once again, he opened her car door and once more, she gave him a flash view. They walked hand in hand into the store. The experience just felt ‘right’ to Tommy. He felt like he had known Elizabeth forever.

“I noticed that everyone in the restaurant called you Mr. Hawk,” Betts said as they entered the store. “Since you were Tommy in high school, I never considered that you might like to be called something else.”

“When I started playing ball in college, the coach didn’t like the tomahawk chop thing that he knew the fans in high school liked to do when I was at bat. He thought it was silly. Coach pointed out that the chop was something they did at Florida State, and he didn’t want it at our school. For that reason, he listed me in the program as Thom Hawk,” Tommy explained.

“What do the people at your work call you?”

“At work, I’m just Tom. The management there is low key on traditional things. Everyone there goes by first names.”

“But the name on your birth certificate is Thomas, right?”

“Yep,” he replied. “I’ve never been too fond of Thomas, but my mother named me after my grandfather. He was a great guy, and I’m proud to be named for him.”

Betts stopped and turned to face him. “Would you rather I call you Tom?”

“I have to admit that I kinda like being called Tommy by you. It just feels right to hear you call me that.” He smiled before leaning to her ear. “Maybe you’d rather call me ‘master’ or ‘daddy.’”

Betts raised an eyebrow. “Be careful what you wish for, Tommy. You might be surprised at what you’d get.” She turned back and pointed. “That’s what we need right there.” Walking to the section of chilled foods, Betts found cans of whipped cream. She picked one up, and suggestively shook it up and down. “Can you think of a use for this?”

“Several,” was his one-word answer.

“Then we’d better get two cans,” she said with a grin and picked up another can.

As they walked toward the checkout area, Betts pulled Tommy in a different direction. “I just thought of something.”

Near the pharmacy, she pulled him into the aisles of health and beauty products.

“What are you looking for?” he asked.

“It should be right over here,” Betts said as they neared a section of condoms.

“I thought you said we didn’t need those?” he said with a frown.

“Not those, silly,” she laughed. “This is what we need.” Betts reached out, picked up a box, and handed it to Tommy.

Looking at the box, Tommy saw that the product name was Astroglide. His eyebrows went up, and he looked at her.

“It just makes things a lot easier,” she whispered.

“Are you sure?”

“Do I sound whorish?” she said with a frown.

“No!” he answered quickly. “I just wanted to make certain that’s what you had in mind.”

Betts moved very close, looked up at Tommy, and asked, “Do you like my ass?”

“Is that supposed to be a joke?” he replied.

“Certainly not,” she quipped. “It’s a serious question.” She stood, looking into his eyes. “Tommy, do you want my ass?” she whispered in a husky voice.

“As long as it’s something you want, you’d just better believe I do.”

Betts pulled him down so that she could whisper in his ear. “The only thing I’ve never had in my ass is a real cock. The idea of you putting your big rod in me just gives me shivers.”

Tommy looked around in hopes that there weren’t any shoppers near them that could see the bulge in his pants. He took her hand, pulling her toward the checkout.

“There’s a checker open right there,” she pointed out as he walked past it.

“I know,” he hissed, “But if you don’t mind, I’d rather go through the self-checkout. I’d rather not see the looks we’d get when buying whipped cream and lube. Ya know?”

Betts chuckled. “OK. I guess I’ll never be able to send you to the store to buy tampons.”

“You got that right!” he growled as he swiped their purchases over the scanner, dropped them into a plastic bag, and pushed his credit card into the machine.

~~~

Once inside his apartment, Tommy turned to lock his front door. He called out to Betts, “Get your clothes off and get in bed.”

Standing right behind him, Betts unzipped her skirt, letting drop to the floor. She pulled her blouse off, tossing it aside. “How’s that?” she asked. “Was I quick enough? You didn’t let me wear anything else when we went out. Is this how you wanted me?”

Tommy grabbed her and roughly pulled her against him. “I said I want you in bed,” he growled, “But I can take you right here if that’s what you want.”

“I do want to be taken,” Betts whispered as she wrapped her naked body around him. “I want you to use me in any and every way you want.”

Tommy put his hand into her hair and pulled her mouth to his. The kiss was long, and they could both feel their body temperature rising. When he finally pulled her away, Betts was panting. Her big eyes looked as if they were filled with flames. Her nipples were hard, and he could see goosebumps on her skin. “Now get in bed,” he growled again. “Take this with you,” he said as he handed her the box of lube.

“Yes, sir,” she said softly. When she turned to go, Tommy reached out and gave one of her ass cheeks a smart smack. Turning quickly, Betts grinned before turning back and sauntering to his bedroom, knowing that he was watching her every strep.

Tommy shook his head as he walked to the refrigerator to store one of the cans of whipped cream. He held the second can in his hand, wondering how Betts was going to use it.

When he walked into the bedroom, she was partially leaning against some pillows and the headboard of the bed. Tommy quickly noticed the opened lube box. From the dent in the tube, it was evident that she had used some of it already.

As Tommy began to undress, he stood at the foot of his king-sized bed, studying her perfect body. “You told me that you’ve masturbated many times thinking about me.”

“Hundreds of times,” she whispered in reply.

“Show me!”

Betts seemed to blush a little but didn’t hesitate to follow his directions. She spread her legs so that he could clearly see her hairless pussy. From a few feet away, it was evident that Betts was already quite wet. She extended one hand down to touch her pussy, moving her hand slowly up and down. “I did this a lot while thinking about you,” Betts whispered. “Then, when I wanted to feel you inside me, I’d push a finger into my wetness.”

As Tommy removed his slacks, he watched her put a finger into her pussy. He watched her eyes close softly as her finger began to move in and out.

“Do you like watching me do this?” she asked.

“Yes, I do,” Tommy replied with a raspy voice. “I like knowing that you think of me when you’re doing it.”

“When I get close,” she whispered, her eyes still closed, “I use two fingers. I’ve always known that your cock would fill me.”

Tommy watched as she added another finger inside. Her hand was moving faster. He couldn’t help but grasp his cock and stroke it. Her body was so perfect, and he could smell her sexual perfume filling his nostrils. He walked around the edge of the bed. Standing beside her, his stiff rod pointed at her face.

Betts continued frigging herself as her eyes locked on his member. “Are you going to take me now, Tommy? I’m ready for you. I want you so much.”

“I want your ass, Betts,” he said in a voice barely above a whisper.

“Yes!” she replied. “Yes, please. I want that so much.”

“Roll over,” he commanded. “I want your face on the bed and your ass up high.”

Betts followed his directions immediately, repositioning herself across the bed, putting her face in a large stain left on the sheet from one of their previous couplings. The smell of his semen rushed into her nose, intensifying her desire.

When Betts backed up to the edge of the bed, Tommy could see that she had already applied the lube to her ass when he noticed the shiny ring around her puckered opening.

“Take me, Tommy, please!” Betts cried out as she pushed her butt back toward him.

Tommy put his hands on her hips to pull her back toward his waiting cock. Rubbing his precum around her opening, he heard her whispering, “Yes, baby, please.”

Pressing forward against her opening, Tommy was pleased to feel her open to accept his offer. With wide eyes, he watched the head of his cock disappear inside her and sensed her heat engulf him.

“I want it all!” she cried out as she pressed her body back on his staff.

Tommy watched as the entire length of his cock disappeared inside her perfect ass. Once it was fully buried, he held still to allow her to adjust to his size.

“Oh fuck, Tommy,” she gasped. “You feel so big in me. It is so good. So good!”

He pulled back a bit before pushing forward. He repeated the action several times before pulling almost all the way out. Before he could thrust it back in, Betts pressed her body against his accepting all of his cock.

“Fuck me, Tommy. Please baby! I want it hard and fast. I’ve dreamt of this so many times. Take me!”

Tommy didn’t need any more urging. He had used his last bit of restraint. The animal in him took over. He began to hammer his cock in and out, holding her hips to pull her back against his cock. There was no thought of being gentle. There was no rational thought. The frenzy of lust and need consumed both of them.

Suddenly Betts cried out, “Oh fuck!” The muscles in her legs began to tremble as a massive orgasm swept over her body. She collapsed on the bed with Tommy riding her so that she was flat on her belly. He didn’t stop moving, continuing to fuck her ass with absolute fury until he bellowed like a beast as he filled her bowels with his seed. When he finally relaxed, his body covered Betts like melted butter. His weight and body heat covered her like a blanket while pressing his still hard cock even deeper inside her.

It was several minutes before either of them could speak. Betts spoke first, “That was so much better than I could have ever imagined.”

“I sort of lost control,” Tommy muttered. “I’m sorry, Betts. I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

“Don’t be crazy,” he told him. “I loved every second of it. I’ve never felt anything like it.”

“Then, you’ll want to do it again?”

“I certainly hope so,” she chuckled. “You’re still hard, Tommy. Maybe you should just keep going.”

Tommy hadn’t considered the possibility that his cock remained ready but realized that she was correct. He pulled back a bit and pushed forward again, feeling his cock covered with his hot cum and sliding smoothly through her channel. “Fuck,” he whispered as he began to move slowly. His cock was almost numb, but it felt like a piece of steel.

After several minutes, Tommy pulled out and rolled over on his back.

Betts moved beside him, noticing that his face and chest were wet from sweat. “You’re quite a man, Tommy Hawk,” she said in a soft voice as she wiped the moisture from his forehead. “How a sexy man like you is not married by now is beyond me, but I’m pleased you aren’t.”

“I’ve had some close calls,” he said with a grin.

“I guess you know that if you had been married when I found you, I wouldn’t have cared. I would have become your mistress. Nothing in this world was going to keep me from you.”

“Really?” he asked.

“Without a doubt,” she said with a small smile. “My life has been plotting and planning. I’ve aimed for the stars since I was ten. Nothing stops me from my goals. As soon as Bill was buried and I went back to work, my initial plan was to find you.”

“So then, you’re pleased with what you’ve found?” he asked.

“I knew you would be perfect for me when we met in school. You were handsome and smart, as well as an outstanding athlete. But I knew instantly that you had a big heart. I knew you were kind and loving. I also knew you would be a sexual god. My personal god.”

“That’s a bit strong.”

“No, it isn’t,” she whispered as her fingers twined in the hair on his chest. “I am yours. Use me as you please. I want you to love me, Tommy, but if you don’t, I’ll still be yours. I will never tell you no or reject you. Not any time or any place. I am and will continue to be your submissive. Collar me if you want.”

“You are serious.”

“I am,” she said before she kissed him. “I belong to you now. You’ve taken every part of me, and I am yours until the day you throw me out.”

As Betts wrapped herself around her new lover, she could only smile. Every fantasy she had dreamed for such a long time was finally coming true. But there was that nagging doubt in the back of her mind. 'How would he react when he found out the truth about her real life? Would he be too proud to live with her success?'

As Tommy drifted off to sleep he asked himself the same question he’d thought dozens of times in the past two days, 'Does she understand the meaning of being submissive?'