Just Remember

Chapter 17 To Ride or to be Ridden

 
As Grace pulled away from the airport and made her tires spin towards I-45 North.  She traveled to her old family farm in Terrell just passed the outskirts of down town Dallas and smiled as she passed the stadium that J.J. would be playing in soon.  She pulled into the old gravel driveway, and the old farm manager smiled up at her as she swung the trailer around with ease and then parked in front of the horse barn to unload Tex into the paddock to relax.  "Good morning Mrs. Watt.  How was the drive up," David asked with a smile?
"It was faster than I had hoped.   Please give Tex a scoop of Range cubes and some hay for me.  I've got to drive back into Dallas and see if everything is in place for Halftime and the rest of the game," Grace said as she unhitched the trailer after placing Tex securely into his pen.
 
 
Two days later Grace was certain that everything was in place and was standing in the tunnel with Big Tex chatting with the Cheerleaders who had agreed to help her with halftime.  She was dressed in a blue and red v necked crop top and a short red and white cheer skirt and red boots just like the rest of the Cheerleaders who had never thought that she'd ever dare to preform dressed like they did on her bull.  She smiled as Halftime was announced and one of the spare girls held Beg Tex until she gave the order.  J.J. was sitting on the bench with his head hanging wiping sweat off of his face, and didn't notice his wife.
 
 
Muse took to the stage to rowdy applause and the cheerleaders from both teams started to preform to the music while one extra started her flag routine standing on top of the shoulders of the women at the top of a large pyramid.  J.J. smiled then as he heard the beat of Grace's favorite song began to play, and was brought out of his musings by Arian who brought his attention to a new cheerleader who looked a lot like J.J.'s wife.  "Dude, J.J. I don't know where she came from, but that new cheerleader at the top of the pyramid sure looks a hell of a lot like Grace," Arian said pointing the new woman out to J.J. in shock.
 
 
J.J. looked up for a second, and then his eyes snapped up never leaving the woman spinning the flags in Grace's signature move.  Suddenly she flipped from the top of the pyramid and landed on top of one flag and yelled at the top of her lungs shocking him further  and making his eyes bulge further and his cup become extremely tight as he watched the bull come running up behind the flag sending Grace flipping onto his back, where she started to preform making his heart leap, and his jockstrap tighten even worse  as he caught sight of the navy blue spunky with the Texan's Logo printed on the backside.
 
 
Rob MacNair stepped to his side and clapped a hand on his shoulder making him spin on him and grab his lapels of his suit jacket with angry blue eyes that sent a shiver of fear down MacNair's spine.  "I take it that, she didn't tell you about this," MacNair asked as he tried unsuccessfully to remove J.J.'s clasped fists from his jacket?
"No she sure as Hell didn't.  Who's fucking idea was it to make her wear that, that, oh god she's making it hard to concentrate," J.J. snarled angrily as his wife stampeded passed them with her hair and flags flying standing on the back of the bull?
 
 
"That was completely her idea, J.J..  She said that she wanted to give you a little encouragement to kick the other team's ass from here to Kingdom Come," MacNair smiled as J.J. turned away from him and watched Grace's every move like a hawk.  He decided then and there, that Grace wouldn't walk for a week after he got ahold of her after the game, and that he would definitely be having a word with her about dressing like that outside of the confines of their bedroom.  As halftime continued Grace's stunts got bolder and bolder, and she brought the bull to a sliding stop in front of the team, danced around the bull spinning her flags, and backing him up so that he was standing calmly beside the Texans bleacher and smirked as she slammed the flags down into an empty water cooler  and leaned against the bull as he stood stalk still and rested.
 
 
J.J. pushed his team mates aside as they attempted to talk to Grace, and gave her an exasperated look , as she rested in the hollow between the bulls horn and his massive shoulder smiling at him.  Sensing the rage coming off of J.J. in waves, his friends and team mates backed off and moved away as he moved so that Grace was penned between the bull and himself with nowhere to go.  "So, what happened to I have business in Dallas and Fort Worth, and can't attend the Super Bowl?  I thought that you said that you had to pick up a stallion for the breeding program," J.J. almost growled into her ear.
"I told you that I'd be here by halftime to watch you play.  It's not my fault that you didn't bother to check the back of the trailer.  Maybe had you done that you wouldn't be so shocked about this," Grace smiled as she pulled him closer to her with one hand.
 
 
"You are a little trickster, and you are making it extremely hard for me to concentrate dressed like that," J.J. whispered as he snaked a hand around her between her and the bull and gave her backside a light squeeze.
"I thought that you'd like it, and that it would be a nice surprise for you that would encourage you to win," Grace whispered back lowering her eyes to the turf between them.
"Grace, I didn't say that I didn't like it.  I'm going to bring on the touch downs just for the pleasure of seeing you do your little thing on the bull, and then after I've won, I'm warning you, that you'd better not change out of that, until I'm with you later.  Then I promise that I'll show you exactly how much I like the way that you look in that.," he said as the music stopped .
 
 
"You definitely surprised me, babe.  I didn't even know that you were working with Tex again since you haven't even ridden the horses," J.J. smiled as he caressed her cheek lovingly.
"I've been riding horses every night that I couldn't sleep because I wanted to get back to what I used to be.  Now, you'd better get your hot football booty out on that field and kick that other team's asses.  You know how much I get off on watching you take down the other team.  Win it for me, Sweetie," Grace said as she pulled him down and kissed him passionately as the starting whistle blew before slapping him on the backside as he turned putting his helmet on and running out onto the field.
 
 
For the rest of the game Grace Alternated between preforming with the cheerleaders and riding Tex around the field with every touchdown that the Texans made.   She smiled as J.J. took down player after player from the opposing team and every touch down that he made.  Out on the field at each kick off J.J smiled wickedly and set his sights on any man from the opposing team who he had noticed letting his eyes linger too long upon his wife, who was proving to be more of a distraction to the opposing team than she was to himself or any on his own team who knew better then to look at her.  She was his, and he enjoyed making that fact painfully obvious to those that the tackled and sacked making sure to pound them into the ground as if he were their bull mascot.
 
 
"What are you looking at ass wipe," he smirked as the player in front of him seemed to be letting his eyes linger on Grace as she danced and moved with the cheerleaders?
"Huh?" the other player asked in confusion.
"Do you like our mascot and his handler, so much that you'd risk death today," J.J. snarled with his blue eyes flashing dangerously?
"I can't help it, how can you guys even play with a bitch that hot jumping and prancing around like that on the back of a bull?  She's hotter than all of the other cheerleaders on the field," the player muttered.
 
 
"Eh, wrong answer ass wipe," J.J. said as he rushed forward taking the player down and grinding him into the field with ferocity.  "That's my wife that you're dueling over, and I'll thank you to keep your filthy comments about her to yourself if you want to survive the rest of this game without ending up in the Emergency room," he growled as he got up and walked away leaving the stunned player wincing in pain.  Grace smiled as she watched her husband ground another player before getting to his feet, and holding up the football  winking at her as he stepped back to the line of scrimmage tossing the ball to the referee who placed it between the two teams once more.
 
 
Grace's rides around the field on Big Tex happened more and more as the game went on, and she noticed that several players on the opposing team were carried off upon stretchers as the game drew to the final seconds with the Texans holding an impressive lead.  She sat on Big Tex's back with her flags ready as she watched the clock run down, and J.J. run hard for the end zone to earn one last touchdown, that made her scream with joy as she urged Tex into a run around the field as the confetti in the Texan's colors erupted from all over the field, and the crowds cheered and the press rushed onto the field.  She then rode out of the stadium at a run, straight into the trailer where she removed Tex's mask and harness, before securing him inside of the trailer and leaping into the cab of her truck bringing the engine to life with a rumble that made the press who had followed her instead of the team back away.
 
 
It took J.J. thirty minutes to free himself from the team, and the reporters who had drenched both him and their coach in gater-aid, and the press who constantly held cameras in his face.  All that he wanted to do was to get out to the parking lot where he knew that Grace was waiting in that enticing outfit, that he'd enjoy removing from her after he managed to dry off and maybe grab a shower, preferably with her.  The press still followed him as he made his way out into the parking lot, and he ran for the running truck and trailer that awaited him, wrenching the door open and leaping into the passenger side  slamming the door, and slamming down the e lock, before he was slammed back into his seat by his wife throwing the truck into gear and flooring it, to the nearest exit and out onto the highway.
 
 
Grace sniffed the air, as she turned to give her husband a look after stopping at a street light, and giggled at the look on his face.  "Justin, honestly, did they have to drench you in orange flavored gater-aid?  Why couldn't it have been any other flavor  I hate orange, and now my truck is going to smell like orange.  You do realize that you will be taking a shower before you touch me, don't you?" she snapped as she turned in the opposite direction that J.J. was expecting.
"Grace, aren’t we supposed to go the other way, to go back to Conroe?" he asked.
 
 
"We're not going to Conroe just yet, I made you a promise, and I'm keeping it first," she smiled as the lights from town slid away bathing the night into darkness that seemed to go on forever.
"Where are you taking us,?" J.J. asked praying that the truck didn't break down in such a dark place.
"Justin, the farm in Conroe is not the only one that my dad left to me.  I have a three hundred and eighty acre farm not much farther now.  We should be pulling into the driveway in about four minutes.  I hope that you don't mind showering with well water," she smiled as she turned down a long farm to market rode after flipping on a set of large fog lights on the top of her truck to give more light to the dark road that stretched before them.
 
 
J.J. was starting to get nervous about seeing nothing when he finally caught sight of a few lights in the distance that turned out to be exactly what Grace was moving towards.  As she pulled into the long dirt drive and rolled across the cattle guard motion activated lights lit up the yard as she passed them making dogs bark and lights flick on from within the small house to the right of the large drive way and the long house that sat not far from it and two men came racing out and sprinted across the yard to flick on lights, unload the bull into the barn, and unhitch the trailer.  J.J. was about to open the door, when a dog leapt up at him  making him shut it quickly.
 
 
Grace just laughed as the border collie continued to jump barking overtime that he was at eye level with the occupants of the truck.  "What's so funny that dog tried to get me," J.J. frowned at the dog?
"Bull shit, Goober, wouldn't bite you unless you were a flea, or a runaway bull or cow.  You don't look like a flea, or a cow, but you kinda resembled a raging bull the way that you took down those players tonight." Grace smiled as there was a tap on her rear fender and she pulled out from under the trailer and awaited the tailgate to be shut before driving around the side of a large barn and towards a large plantation style Farm House with the porch light glowing happily.
 
 
She skillfully backed the truck into the car port beside the house before shutting off the engine and hopping out to lavish Goober with scratches and belly rubs making him wiggle happily.  J.J. watched with a smile on his face and then laughed as Goober and three other border collies ganged up on him knocking him to the porch and began to lick him vigorously even though they had never met him before.  His face was red  with his laughter as Grace gave three short shrill whistles making the dogs leave Justin alone and bound off onto the farm barking happily.  "That's the first time that I've been tackled tonight, I thought that Goober was the only dog here," J.J. said as he got to his feet and followed Grace into the house.
 
 
"Justin, I own over two hundred and fifty head of Black Angus Long Horned  cattle on this farm.  Do you honestly think that one dog along with twelve men, one farm manager and his wife would be enough to handle a herd of that size over such a large spread of land?"  Grace smirked as she grasped J.J.'s hand and pulled him from the entry way and up the stairs to the second floor of the house?
"Um, I guess not.  They sure did like me, didn't they," he smiled?
"What do you expect, those four dogs are pigs in disguise.  And they love orange.  Yet another reason why you are hopping your ass into the shower," Grace said as she took his helmet from his hand and flung it across the room sending it rolling into the closet.
 
 
"Don't you dare sit your soggy orange flavored ass on my bed," she growled as she pulled him into the master bathroom and helped him remove his soaked jersey before reaching into the large claw foot bathtub and turning the hot water on.  Before she could back away she heard his shoes and his pads hit the ground and she was pulled away from the tub and lifted onto the bathroom counter as J.J.'s lips covered her shocked scream as he untied the crop top shirt that she wore and ran his thumbs over her breasts eliciting a soft moan from her covered lips.
"I've wanted this ever since I saw you standing on top of the cheerleader's pyramid spinning those flags.  You rode the bull, now it's time for the bull to ride you," he whispered as he lowered his lips to her bare nipples and started to suck at them hard while his hands moved to her hips and his fingers reached into her waist band of the skirt and the spankies and he pulled them down as he kissed his way down her body  making her giggle as he flicked his tongue over her ticklish spots.
 
 
Grace gazed over his head as he kissed his way down each leg removing the knee high red boots one at a time, and attempted to stop his progress before the tub ran over.  "Justin the tub is getting too full turn it off," she ordered as she pushed him away and walked over to the tub with J.J's eyes never leaving her naked body.  She shut off the water and turned to look at J.J. who just stood there gazing at her in appreciation, still wearing his football pants and his rather tight jock strap and cup that was making him wince the longer that he looked at his wife in her bare skin.  He arched an eyebrow at her and nodded down at the tight protective straps  and Grace rolled her eyes before she stepped over to him and placed a tender kiss to his lips before inching her way down his body until she was on her knees upon the bathroom mat before him.
 
 
J.J. relaxed into her touch as her hands slid down his legs taking the wet football pants with them, and then groaned  as she tenderly eased his painfully cramped member out of his jockstrap and cup, and gently placed her lips to the head of his cock and licked it lightly before wrapping her lips around him and taking as much of him as she could into her hot inviting mouth without choking herself.  She smiled as J.J. moaned with her attentions, and then growled as she stopped and ran her hands all over him kissing every inch of him, before getting to her feet and attempting to step away from him only to be pulled back against his chest, and lifted into his arms as he stepped to the tub and lowered the two of them into the water gently sitting her on the tub's edge with a smile.