On Sunday morning, Tommy gave Betts a nudge to wake her up. “Wake up, sleepyhead. It’s past ten, and we have things to do.”

Elizabeth opened her eyes, focused on Tommy’s face, and returned his smile. “Can’t we just stay in bed? I’m certain I could find a way to entertain you.”

“No doubt about it,” he replied as he handed her a mug of coffee. “But, I’ve decided to take you out for brunch, and I need to change the sheets.”

Betts sat up, allowing the sheets to fall away from her naked body. Holding the mug near her chin, she looked around the bed and grinned. “I guess we have messed up these sheets a bit.”

“Ya think?” he laughed. “It’s a bit difficult to find a dry spot.”

“We’ve been busy, haven’t we?”

“You could say that,” he chuckled. “And if you don’t cover yourself, we’ll get busy again.”

“You like my body, don’t you?” she said with a coy smile.

“Every part of you is beyond sensational, Betts.”

“Every part of me is yours, Tommy,” she said softly but seriously.

Reaching out his hand, Tommy touched her cheek and smiled. “Get your beautiful ass out of bed and get in the shower. I’ll change the bed while you get wet.”

Putting her hand between her legs, Betts said, “I’m already wet, baby. Just looking at you makes me excited.”

“Out!” he laughed.

Grinning at him, Betts took her time scooting off of the bed, making sure that he watched her. She slid off the edge and onto her knees. “Isn’t there something I could do for you before I go to the bathroom?”

“If you don’t do what I’ve told you, I’ll have to spank that soft white ass of yours.”

“Turn it bright red if that’s what you want,” she cooed.

Pointing at the bathroom door, Tommy said, “Go!”

Betts shrugged, stood up, and leaned into him for a kiss. “Give me a kiss, and I’ll do as I’m told.”

When he heard the water running, Tommy pulled the sheets off of the bed. He was almost embarrassed at the stains from various body fluids. Ten minutes later, the linens were stuffed into his washing machine and Tommy returned to the bedroom with fresh sheets. Peeking into the bathroom, he watched Betts as she rinsed off her marvelous body. “Damn!” was all he could say.

As Tommy was straightening the bedspread, Betts stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. “Don’t you have something I can wear? I’m tired of that same skirt and blouse.”

“I’m afraid I don’t keep women’s clothes in my closet,” he replied as he admired her body. “If you’d prefer, we can stop at your place, and you can change before we go out to eat.”

“I suppose you aren’t going to let me wear any lingerie,” she said.

“Correct,” he grinned. “You don’t need it, and I need to know I can touch your naughty bits at any time I desire.”

“The word desire takes on a whole new meaning when I’m with you,” she said thoughtfully as she leaned against the door frame. “I can desire a new pair of shoes. But my desire for you is like being breathless for hours at a time. I can’t stop thinking of how good it feels to have your body on mine, your cock filling me, and your lips touching my neck. I’m too weak to move, but at the same time, I want to move as hard and fast as I can.”

Tommy walked to Betts, pulling her against him. “I have a feeling the new will wear off, and you’ll get tired of me.”

“Never, Tommy!” she almost shouted as she looked into his eyes. “I’m a smart woman. I’m well-grounded and run a successful business. I can analyze markets and make million-dollar decisions. But, I just can’t control my need for you.”

Tommy kissed her softly and pulled away her towel. “I think we should get something to eat and then see if you are still so inclined.” He reached his hands down behind her to squeeze her ass cheeks. “You may not need food, but I do if I’m going to keep up with you.”

Elizabeth sauntered across the room, making sure to sway her bare hips as she moved. With eyes on him, she slowly buttoned her blouse before she pulled on her skirt. “I guess I’m ready,” she said softly. “If you aren’t going to fuck me… feed me.”

Reaching behind his bedroom door, Tommy pulled down a garment bag and duffel. “If I’m staying at your house tonight, I’ve packed a few things I’ll need for Monday.”

“Good,” Betts said with a bright smile. “Let’s get going. I’m anxious to show you my home.”

It was nearly one o’clock before Tommy followed Elizabeth’s car up the long driveway to her home. As he parked in front of the house, Tommy’s mouth dropped open, and he said, “Holy shit!”

As she had suggested, Bett’s home sat on a hill. Tommy couldn’t guess the size of it, but it had to be in the neighborhood of five thousand square feet. The house was all brick and beautifully landscaped. It had a massive double door at the entrance that he guessed were nine feet tall. As he got out of his car, Tommy was unable to see any other houses around this one. “How did they get this much land in this area?” he said aloud.

Standing there, gaping at this incredible home, Tommy saw the front door open. Betts stepped out after parking in the four-car garage and going through the house. “Grab your bags and come in,” she called out to Tommy. “The tour is about to begin.”

Holding his garment bag over his shoulder, Tommy stepped inside to see a vast room. The first floor was entirely open, but with distinct areas. To his left was a living area centered on a large fireplace. That area opened to what he thought of as a formal dining room. The dining area viewed an exceptional kitchen. The only part that was separated from the rest was what Tommy thought of as a breakfast nook, which had a glass wall looking out over a beautifully manicured lawn.

“This place is incredible!” he told her.

“Thank you,” Betts said with a smile. “Bill started designing this house before we married. He had big plans, and we worked on it together. It’s all open because Bill was in a wheelchair. Walls and doors just frustrated him.” Pointing to a wall just outside the kitchen, she said, “It’s kinda hard to see, but there’s an elevator right there. The bedrooms are upstairs, and there is a playroom downstairs. The bottom level opens onto the lawn.”

Betts took Tommy’s bags and put them on a chair. Grabbing him by the hand, she said, “Come on. I’ll show you downstairs first.”

The elevator door opened onto another large open room. Against the back wall was a full bar with six tall barstools in front of it. There was a series of couches that sat in front of a large TV mounted on the wall. Close to the end of the bar, there was a large pool table covered with red felt. The other end of the room was all glass. It opened to the lawn and a large hot tub.

“Bill liked to have friends over to watch the Cowboys on television. When they were on television, there was always a crowd here to see them. As you can guess, Bill was a big fan of ‘The Boys.’ It was quite common for us to have twenty people here on game day.”

“There does seem to be a color scheme here of silver and blue,” Tommy laughed as he took in the room. “Did he hire a bartender on game day?”

“Once in a while,” Betts replied. “But usually his friends took on the duty of tending bar. One of Bill’s friends took the bar as his personal duty. He always said he liked it because it kept him close to Bill’s liquor. He was known for his generous pour.”

Walking over to get a better look at the bar, Tommy said, “I’ve been in pubs that aren’t any better stocked than this one.”

“And I haven’t really restocked it in the last two years,” Betts said. “I haven’t had a party since Bill passed away. I do my drinking upstairs in the kitchen or the bedroom.”

Looking out at the hot tub, Tommy remarked, “That’s an unusual design around the tub.”

“Bill planned it so that he could roll up in his wheelchair and lift himself up to get into the tub. He loved his hot tub. We spent many hours there, just the two of us, talking and drinking.”

“Did you ever have clothes on?” Tommy asked with a crooked eyebrow.

“Very seldom,” she nodded. “Bill would say, ‘it’s your job to supply the eye candy.’ And I did my best to keep him happy.”

“Did you do that when you had guests?”

“Not a chance,” Betts said with a grin. “Bill didn’t mind me wearing suggestive clothes. He didn’t mind me showing cleavage or some bare leg, but he would never allow me to expose a nipple or a butt cheek. He was not into sharing.”

Putting his arm around Bett’s waist, Tommy pulled her close. “Then, Bill and I would have agreed.”

“There are two bedrooms back there,” she said, pointing. “Sometimes our guests celebrated a little too much, and the rooms were added so that they could sleep it off. And, of course, sometimes our guests got a little overly amorous, and Bill would tell them to ‘get a room.’ And then he’d send them to a bedroom.”

“This is an amazing place,” Tommy said with awe.

“Let’s go see the upstairs,” Betts said as she again took Tommy’s hand. In the elevator, she pushed the button for the bedroom level. “On the top floor, there are three guest bedrooms as well as the master suite. Each bedroom has a private bath.”

They stepped out of the elevator and stood at the double doors leading to Bett’s bedroom. She opened the doors wide. “How do you like it?”

“Fuck me!” Tommy drew out. “How big is this room?”

“The room plus the bathrooms and closets are about fifteen hundred square feet. As you can see, there’s a porch outside the glass doors. Bill liked to sit outside with his morning coffee.” Pointing at doors near the porch entry, Betts said, “That door opens to a small kitchen. In it are a coffee maker, a small fridge, and a wine cooler. Once you get up here at night, you don’t want to go all the way downstairs to get a snack.”

“The bed is huge!”

“It’s a California king,” she replied. “We got the four-poster type to make it easier for Bill to get in and out.”

Pointing to a sitting area with a large couch and comfortable chair, Tommy asked, “Is this for small group entertaining?”

Betts laughed. “No. It’s just for relaxing and watching television. I watched the entire Game of Thrones series up here, curled up in a blanket with a bottle of wine. It’s just quite cozy.”

Turning around, she pointed to the back of the room. The doors on the left open to ‘His’ closet, and the other side to the ‘Hers’ closet. In the middle is the bathroom. It’s charming, don’t you think?”

“Let’s take a look,” Tommy said as he walked toward it.

Stepping inside, he said, “I don’t think that ‘charming’ is an adequate description for this room.” The room was large and decorated with black and white tiles. The bathtub would comfortably accommodate three people while the shower could hold six.

“Bill could roll his wheelchair right into the shower,” Betts pointed out. “His basin was much lower than mine, but I had it replaced with one to match mine after he was gone. Bill wanted the advantages of things the right height for him, but he didn’t like the look of being engineered for the handicapped.”

“I don’t know that I’ve ever been in a bathroom that has an easy chair in it before.”

Moving to the chair, Betts gracefully sat and crossed her legs. “Sometimes, a lady needs a place to sit while she puts polish on her nails,” she said as she looked up at Tommy. “And sometimes a lady just needs a soft place to sit while naked and masturbating.”

“I can see how that would come in handy,” he chuckled.

“The chair came after Bill was gone. He would sometimes sit in his wheelchair there and watch me get ready. I did my best to keep him entertained.”

Leading Tommy out of the bathroom, she opened the door to Bill’s closet. “I haven’t really been in here since Bill’s passing. I should have had his things removed and given away. It’s just one of those things that I keep putting off. It really isn’t my nature to procrastinate, but I just haven’t done it.”

“I’d be glad to help you if it makes it any easier.”

“Thanks, Tommy,” Betts said as she put her arms around his middle. “I’m hoping that you’ll want to spend a lot of time in my home with me. I want you to be comfortable here.”

“I’m afraid I’ll be more likely to get lost in here,” he said as he kissed her forehead. “It is an incredible home, Betts. But I don’t know how you can stay here alone. This place is the size of the Grand Canyon.”

Elizabeth laughed. “It’s not that big, and I’m not always alone. I have a woman who works for me as a cook and housekeeper. Her name is Maria Sanchez. Bill hired her, and now she’s like family. But now I’m hoping that you’ll be a frequent guest.”

“Frequent guest sounds a little sterile.”

“How about a live-in lover?” she asked.

“That sounds much better,” he laughed and squeezed her butt.

Betts slipped her hands around his neck, pulling herself up to give him a long, hot kiss. When she finally broke the kiss, Betts looked into his eyes, saying, “I think the tour is over and it’s time for you to reward me. Have you given that any thought?”

“With you pressing against me, how could I think of anything else?”

“Then my evil plan has worked,” she said with a grin. “What do you have in mind?”

Tommy unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. “Let’s get you out of the clothes you’ve been wearing for the past three days.” He unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall and held her away from him so he could admire her gorgeous naked body. “Turn on the shower, and let’s get wet together.”

“I think you’ll find I’m already wet,” she cooed.

Turning her around, Tommy smacked her ass. “Do as you’re told, Betts.”

Rubbing the red handprint on her butt, Elizabeth walked to the large shower and turned on all the showerheads. “Are you planning on having some clean sex?” she asked with a giggle.

“There’s no such thing,” he laughed as he took off his clothes.

When he stepped into the shower, Elizabeth threw her arms around his neck, pressing her naked body against his. “Do you like my house, Tommy?”

“It’s a little overwhelming, Betts. It makes my apartment look pitiful.”

“Oh no,” she insisted. “I love your apartment. It just looks like you and I’d be happy to stay there for a long time. But I hope you’ll stay here with me sometimes. Maybe a long time. I’ll extend the invitation.”

“Will you always be here naked for me?” he asked with a grin.

“If that’s the way you want me, that’s the way I’ll be.”

“I think I kinda like you naked,” he whispered in her ear as his hands took her ass cheeks. “I also kinda like the way you moan and whimper when I make love to you.”

“I can get a little loud, I guess.”

Kissing her neck, Tommy said, “I like you loud. The louder, the better. It suggests that you like what I’m doing.”

“I love everything you do to me, Tommy. You play my body like a violin.”

“I think of it like a cello,” he mumbled as his lips moved to her nipples. “I like to be between your knees.”

“I love the way you play with my breasts. God, it just feels so damned good. I think you could make me cum just doing what you’re doing right now.”

Tommy stood up and turned her around. He took a breast in one hand while he dropped the other hand between her legs. “But, I think you’d rather I make you cum with my fingers.”

“Oh yes!” she sighed as he slipped a finger inside her pussy. “I do like that. You have magic fingers. And let me mention you have a well-trained tongue.” Elizabeth turned around to look up at Tommy’s face. “How many women have you had?”

“Not many,” he grinned. “Not more than fifty.”

“Fifty?” she shouted.

“I’m kidding,” he replied as he tenderly stroked her cheek. “Since I got out of college, maybe six.”

“How many while you were in school? I bet your women crawled into your room through the windows at night just to get in your bed.”

“Not really. While I was in school, I dated three different girls. One was drop-dead gorgeous, but a career virgin. I tried to get in her pants for a year and then cut her back to the herd. The second one was a nymphomaniac. She was fun, but couldn’t get enough cock. When I found out that I wasn’t enough to satisfy her, I sent her packing. And, the third one I dated all through my last two years. We were pretty serious and talked about getting married. But when I tore up my foot and couldn’t play ball, she just slipped away.”

“Why did she leave you?”

“I don’t really know, Betts. It may have been because I was such an ass and feeling sorry for myself. It might have been because she thought when I signed with the majors, I’d be bringing in thirty million a year. Maybe she wanted to be rich or be married to someone famous. She never said. One day she was just gone.”

“Then how did you learn to be so good in bed?”

He kissed her lightly and grinned. “I watch a lot of porn.”

“You didn’t learn it from watching,” she laughed. “You learned it from doing.”

“To be perfectly honest, I had a friend for about a year that was older. She taught me a lot.”

“How much older?”

“I was twenty-four, and she was forty-six, I think. She was divorced and had a strong sex drive. I helped her as much as I could.”

“You are truly a selfless man.”

“And unpretentious,” he laughed.

“I have a strong sex drive too,” Elizabeth said with a pouty face. “Are you going to help me out like you did the old babe?”

“She wasn’t old,” Tommy insisted. “She was just older.”

“The question remains. Are you going to help me as much as you can?”

“It will be my great pleasure,” he answered as he pulled her against his chest. “Why don’t we get dressed and go to the game room to play strip pool?”

“Why don’t we not get dressed and fuck in my bed?”

Tommy was a little surprised at her candor but enjoyed her directness. He turned Betts around again, pushing her against the shower wall. He stood close so that she could feel his growing erection against her bottom. “Have you ever had sex in the shower?”

“No,” Elizabeth answered as she pushed her butt back against him.

“That won’t be something you can say tomorrow,” he growled at her while he pushed her feet apart. “Your learning curve is going to take a definite upturn.”

After a satisfying romp in the large shower, the couple moved to Elizabeth’s large bed for another round of heavy breathing. Tommy believed Betts was louder at her home than she had been in his. He decided that it would only be natural for her to feel more comfortable in her own home and felt confident she could make even more noise.

They both fell exhausted on the bed, quickly falling asleep.

Waking up a couple of hours later, Tommy lay beside Betts, admiring her mostly uncovered body. He had to admit this sweet woman could easily grace the cover of any of the men’s magazines. Perfection was the only word that came to his mind to describe her.

He could see a few marks on her flawless skin. There was still a faint imprint of his hand on her bottom where he had gripped her too tightly in orgasmic bliss. Once again, he was struck with the unlikeliness of his pure luck to be with her. Yet, he seemed to be what she wanted. Elizabeth had decided to find him. As his eyes roamed over her exceptional naked body, Tommy had an overwhelming sense of his dumb luck.

Just then, Elizabeth rolled over. She opened her eyes and smiled. “I can’t tell you how happy it makes me to wake up to find you next to me.”

“I hope you get to do it many more times,” he whispered as he gently kissed her. Positioning himself on top of her and between her legs, Tommy asked, “Should we just continue what we’ve been doing, or should we find something to eat?”

“I can’t seem to get enough of you,” she said with a smile. “I don’t know if I’ve ever been this happy.”

“Multiple orgasms can improve one’s outlook of life,” he told her.

Touching his face, Betts said, “If I could cancel my trip, I would. It would be wonderful to just stay in bed with you for an entire week.”

“I’d have to call in scared,” he said.

“Call in scared?”

“Yeah, that’s when you call your employer and say, ‘I’m afraid I can’t come to work today.’ That’s calling in scared.”

As she laughed, her breasts jiggled, and Tommy was compelled to kiss one, and then the other knowing he could keep his face in her soft mounds for hours on end.

“I think we need to go to the kitchen,” she told him. “I’ll need to feed you so that you can use me a couple more times before I have to leave. I also have to pack a bag for the trip.”

“Where are you going?”

“Cincinnati,” she answered. “I have a client there. It’s a meeting that we have once a year. I’ll have dinner with the President of the company tomorrow night. On Tuesday I’ll present a briefing to the company officers and have another dinner on Tuesday evening. I’ll fly home on Wednesday and be home before dark.”

“Are you going alone?”

“I made the trip with Bill twice. Last year was the first time I did it alone. They are very nice people and always good to see. They really aren’t a large enough client to get three days of my undivided attention, but they’ve been very loyal, and I enjoy the visit and the meeting.”

“I didn’t bring any clothes other than what I’ll wear to work tomorrow,” Tommy said as he rolled off of Elizabeth. “Do you have a robe I can wear?”

“You are perfect just the way you are,” Betts said as she leaned over and kissed the end of his manhood. “But, as the saying goes, I’ve got you covered.” Slipping off the bed, she opened a drawer in a large dresser and pulled out a package. “I try to be prepared for any eventuality. Expecting that I would have you in my bed sometime soon, I ordered a pair of black silk pajamas. She tossed the bottoms of the set to Tommy. “You wear the bottoms, and I’ll wear the tops.”

He watched as she slipped into the silk shirt and buttoned it up. “How do I look?” she said as she spun around.

“You look like a goddess,” he told her. “I think it’s the perfect thing for you to wear with nothing on underneath. It’s just perfect,” he said as he pulled on the pajama bottoms.

Holding out her hand to him, Elizabeth said, “Come on, lover. Let’s go see if we can find something to eat in the kitchen.”

“You look good enough to eat right here.”

She took his hand and pulled him off the bed. “Just hold onto that thought. Maybe I can be your dessert.”

Holding her hand, Tommy walked into the elevator. As they drifted down to the main floor, he was wondering, “Does the real world arrive tomorrow? Does this fantasy end?”