Just Remember

Chapter 10 Hello Mrs. Watt

J.J. drove home feeling as if his night couldn't get any worse, and had just stepped into a cold shower when the shower door was ripped open and he screamed like a girl as his team mates snapped his bare backside with a towel. "Dude, you scream like a chick," Brian laughed as J.J. snatched the towel from him and stalked out of the shower scowling at his team who had managed to get into his house.
"How the fuck did you ass holes get into my house," he snarled as he snatched his boxers off of his dresser and stepped into his closet?
"You left the door open, man, you're lucky that it was us that noticed it and not some Horney crazed fan," Arian smirked as he tossed J.J.'s football in his hands.


"I could have you all arrested for tres passing, you know," J.J. growled as he stomped from the closet in a polo shirt and a pair of jeans with his Nikes in his hands?
"You could do that, but you won't because we're taking you out for your Birthday and to celebrate our awesome win," Brandon said as he and Arian tossed J.J.'s football back and forth across the room until Justin had gotten to his feet and angrily snatched it from the air.
"You idiots are worse than my little brothers. I don't feel like going to party at the club tonight," Justin said in a grouchy tone.


"Well, we'd consider leaving you alone if your wife was here with you, but since she's not here, and it looks like you're not getting laid tonight, you really don't have a choice," Brian said as the three men got behind J.J. and pushed him from his room and out of the house, making him get into one of the many cars that was waiting filled with his other team mates.
"Really guys, I'd rather stay home and try to get some sleep," J.J. protested.
"All alone, in that large cold, California King sized bed. That's just a crime man. If it were me and that hottie that you call your wife was mine and ignored me, I'd have every one of our team's cheer leaders naked in that bed and would screw every one of them making sure that they all screamed loud enough that she noticed," Arian said earning a black eye from J.J.'s fist for his thoughts.


They were so into making J.J. have fun on his birthday that nobody noticed the red and black truck that followed them with another blue truck behind it that held the Watt family and the Runyon family who had made special plans together to surprise Justin. He had no idea that his wife had planned the whole thing because she was tired of attempting to get his attention only for him not to notice, until tonight's game, where she knew that he had seen her. She was glad that she had managed to get out of the stadium before he had , so that she could have everything ready for the surprise that would rock their worlds.

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At the club the liquor flowed freely and the music blared, as men and women danced , and some fought because they were too drunk to care. J.J. had just been handed his sixth double shot of tequila when a slender hand wearing two familiar rings grasped the drink from his hand and it was lifted over his shoulder drained and slammed down on the table as Connie Watt placed a large decadent Chocolate cake with twenty six candles blazing on the top of it. "Mom, what, the, how did you guys find us," J.J. slurred as two slender hands rubbed his shoulders relaxing the tension from his large shoulders?


"Easy son, we followed you," John smiled as two other people that he didn't recognize appeared at his side along with his little brothers.
"I told you that I didn't want a party," He growled as the hands continued to rub his shoulders and neck making him feel as if he wanted to melt.
"We know that but this wasn't our idea. Now shut up, close your eyes, and blow out your candles and make a wish," his brothers said in unison.
"Why, it won't come true," J.J.s sighed? "Whoever's rubbing my neck and shoulders, could you please stop, I'm getting sleepy," he complained as another shot was placed in front of him?


He reached for the shot and blew out the candles before he blinked in shock as his drink was taken from him yet again, and was slammed back and placed on the table before his chair was spun around to make him look directly into the hazel eyes of the very person that he had wished to see since before that night had begun. "How much tequila have you drank tonight Justin? Hasn't anyone ever told you that too much tequila will make your clothes come off," Grace smirked making Justin's eyes bulge and his jaw drop as he looked her up and down in amazement at her closeness?


She was dressed in a strapless wrap dress that fastened just above her left hip with a glittering heart shaped fastening pin. Her skirt of the dress stopped just below mid-thigh, and she was wearing a strappy pair of black stiletto heels , with a silver ankle bracelet upon her left ankle that had a Texans charm that hang just right upon her ankle bone. Her flowing red hair was down and slightly curled at the ends just the way that he liked it, and in her ears was two different earrings in silver. In her right ear was the number ninety nine dangling at the level of her jaw. In the other ear hanging at the same level was a silver and gold Texans bull head.


Justin was speechless, and gaped like a fish until Grace held out her hand to him. "Please excuse us for a moment, I think that my husband needs some fresh air to help bring him to his senses," Grace said as J.J. gently grasped her hand and allowed her to lead him outside to her truck where he promptly pinned her against the driver's side door and kissed her until her lips had gone numb, and her lips were red and swollen while she continued to run her hands over his neck and shoulders kneading his muscles until he was completely relaxed, well almost if you didn't count the hard muscle hidden within his pants that yearned to be free and buried deep within her.


"You, beautiful, sexy, insane, frightening, intoxicating, little thrill seeker. If you ever do that to me again, I'm going to have a coronary," Justin said between kisses as he grinded his hips against her yearning to rip open the back door of her truck and to take her right there, damned anyone seeing.
"Easy there my stud, trust me, considering that ring on your left hand, you won't be sleeping alone tonight or ever again if it can be avoided. We've got all night and the rest of our lives for you to have your wicked way with me, Mr. Justin James Watt. I made that cake just for you and you are going to go back inside and eat at least one piece of that cake with me. Then we are going to dance, and then we will sneak back out here and I will take my intoxicated husband home, tie him to my bed and do unspeakable things to him," Grace whispered into his ear as she placed her hands upon his hips to still his dry humping.


"Babe, it's been so long, can't we just go home now, and start our own private party in either one of our beds? Where the hell have you been anyway," Justin asked as he gazed down into his wife's eyes?
"Let's just put it this way, Justin, you'll kick yourself through a field goal, when you find out later this evening. Oh, by the way, did you enjoy the Rocky Road Cookies and the Triple chocolate Almond, walnut fudge that I put on your door," Grace asked as they reentered the club making Justin stop in his tracks and gape at her for the second time that night?
"Fuck a duck, ten twenty three, that was you! Why didn't you stay just a little longer, Grace? I would have pulled you into my arms and never let you go long before now had you just waited one more minute at the door instead of vanishing," he said giving her a harsh look with smoldering eyes the color of the ocean.


"Justin, think, you know that I've always been an early riser, and that I've always kept a tight schedule. That hasn't changed, though I probably would have enjoyed it had you ripped open the door and dragged me into the house and took me on every surface of the house," Grace smirked as they started to walk back to the VIP area of the club where Justin's team and their family and friends were waiting for their return.
"Who says that we can't do that anyway," Justin smiled as he wrapped an arm around her waist and walked her safely through the crowded club?


"Hay J.J. are you alright now man," Brian asked with a smile?
"I'm better than I've ever been, Everyone, you've seen her in action, tonight, I'd like to formally introduce you all to my wife, Mrs. Grace Gweniveare Watt.. Babe, This is Brian Cushing, Brian Hoyer, Jadveon Clowney, DeAndre Hopkins, Brandon Weeden, T.J. Yates, Vince Wilfork, Ryan Griffen, Alfred Blue, Charles James, John Simon, Tom Savage, Jonathan Grimes, Chris Polk, Brandon Brooks, Cecil Shorts, Ben Jones, Whitney Mercilus, Johnathan Joseph, Jaelen Strong, Nate Washington, Duane Brown, Max Bullough, Kareem Jackson, Akeem Hunt, B.J. Daniels, Quintin Demps, Shane Lechler, Rahim Moore, Derek Newton, C.J. Fiedorowild, Brian Peters, Ray Graham, Jared Crick, and lastly we come to the perv of the bunch Arian Foster. If he ever so much as places a finger on you, I've promised to rip of whatever has touched you with and to stuff it up his," J.J. started before Grace smiled and cut him off with a searing kiss that made him stop his train of thought and made his friends, bang their fists on the tables chanting Mrs. Watt, Mrs. Watt, over and over again until she pulled away leaving J.J. with a goofy grin on his face.


"Holy shit, that's one hell of a woman. Nobody's ever had the power to shut J.J.'s big fat mouth up when he gets it going," Tom laughed making Justin shoot him a death glare over his wife's head.
"Enough of this boys, I've made this cake, and I expect for everyone to have some. Grace said as she cut the first piece and handed it over to Justin who pulled her onto his lap and took a bite of the cake before stabbing a piece onto his fork and feeding it to Grace while Connie and John Watt sliced up the rest of the cake and handed it out to everyone.
"Oh man, Mrs. Watt, this cake is the best one that I've ever tasted, can you give my wife your recipe, " asked Shane as he devoured his first slice of cake and asked for seconds?
"Sure, I like sharing my recipes, I'll have A copy for you the next time that I see you, "Grace said before she dabbed a bit of chocolate frosting onto Justin's lips and kissed him.


"Hay Grace, if you ever get tired of that clown, can I have you," Arian asked making Justin's eyes flash and his free hand slid the hem of Grace's skirt up slightly to reveal her tattoo making her blush and hide her face in his neck.
"Do you see that, Arian, that's proof that she belongs to me and will always belong to me. I signed my name there on our last day together at high school and she was grounded for almost half of a year for having it made permanent. That said there's no way in Hell that you'll ever get your horn dog perverted Cheerleader fucking ass anywhere near having a shot with my wife so stop pissing me off or my wife will get a firsthand show on how I deal with ass holes who think that they will ever take her away from me," Justin growled.


"Okay, I think that you've had enough liquor, and cake, I think that you need to dance off some of that aggression, Grace said as she removed his hand from her thigh, and slid from his lap taking him out onto the dance floor with her.
"Dude Arian, Mrs. Grace Watt, just saved your ass big time," Brian Cushing laughed followed by the others. Connie , and John shook their heads and watched as Grace and Justin danced until he looked ready to drop , and then snuck out the front doors not to be seen again that night.