Tail-gate

"I'm proud of you," Tia said, trying not to drop her pan of cupcakes as they navigated through the crowd.

"Yeah," Travis replied, scowling.

He'd been scowling for days, and she couldn't blame him. He'd done everything that had been asked of him. So many hours, so many late nights. She thought about all the times he'd jumped up in the middle of the night, because Daren had called with yet another outrageous request.

Request. It wasn't a request. They were always demands.

Travis had been so tired, so completely exhausted. They'd even put off starting a family, because the payoff was going to be worth it. Everyone told them, just get into his inner circle. Earn that promotion. After that, everything changes.

The previous Monday was supposed to be THE day. The big day. The day he'd been waiting for. The promotions were being announced. Travis was sure he'd made it.

Tia thought back. There was something about the way the garage door opened, as if it were crying. She knew, when he didn't call, when he wasn't on his way out with the inside crew, to a celebratory dinner.

Travis couldn't explain it, because there was nothing to explain. He'd been passed over. They were devastated.

They talked about looking for another job, about what it would mean to work there without the promise of finally making it.

But mostly, they talked about the weekend. Travis and Daren had gone to the same college - they were friends - and now it was homecoming. They'd agreed to attend months ago, with the expectation this would be part of the celebration. Part of the welcome.

Tia had picked out a special sundress, blue and green and more expensive than they could afford. She thought today would be about fitting in with the other insider wives. They talked about not going, but Travis didn't have a backup plan. He had to keep this job, at least for now.

Travis felt like a ghost, walking next to her. She felt so bad for him, but mostly, she was angry. He didn't deserve this.

Making their way through the big donor lot, Travis pointed at a giant bus, off in the distance. "That's it," he said.

"Jesus," Tia mumbled. She knew Daren was rich. They'd been to his house. They'd been on his yacht. They'd even flown in his private plane. This felt different, though. It was like looking at the future they were being denied. Tia fumed.

Arriving at the party, there were well-dressed people everywhere. Tia immediately felt under-dressed, ultra-aware even her splurge buy was too shabby for this crowd. Things were supposed to be different.

She spotted Daren immediately, tall and good looking and loud, off by the front of the bus. He was waving his hands around, talking about something. She never liked him, but now she hated him.

Travis ran into his closest work friends, who quickly closed ranks, consoling him. Even some of the inside crew were telling him it was a tough break, but keep working. Keep striving. Things change. He just had to keep going.

Tia had become friends with some of the wives - they were off going to hot yoga and doing whatever they do all day while she was still teaching, but they'd still welcomed her in. Now they were comforting, but in that fake way kept women use when you know they're laughing about you behind your back.

The pregame party went on for hours. Tia figured the game was enough time to sober up, if necessary, because Travis was very clearly drinking his troubles away. Eventually he told her he was going to go find some of his frat buddies - his real friends from college, she thought - and he'd be back later. She assured him she was fine on her own.

But she wasn't fine. She was furious, and getting angrier by the moment. Every time she caught a glimpse of Daren, every time she heard his deep voice booking, she could barely control herself.

Daren was by the door to the bus. Tia watched him press some buttons on a keypad, and the door opened with a whoosh. She could hear Travis telling her how no one was allowed on the bus, only Daren.

Daren walked up the stairs. The automatic door didn't immediately close behind him.

She was stepping on the bottom step before she even realized what she was doing.

She was going to confront him. Make him explain. Make him defend himself.

Reaching the top of the stairs, she heard the door click shut behind her. The windows were dark; she knew nobody could see her in here, and hoped nobody saw her sneak aboard.

The kitchen and living room stretched out before her, a large bed in a bedroom at the end of the hallway. She took a tentative step froward, before Daren reappeared, exiting the bedroom.

"Tia?" he asked, confused.

"Daren," she said, sternly, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I didn't know you guys were coming." Daren said, setting his phone down on a counter, leaning against the wall. His shirt was only partly buttoned, big muscles rippling below.

Tia felt her head rush with blood. He didn't know they were coming?!?! They'd spent a small fortune on airfare, a hotel room...her dress.

"We expected to be celebrating," she started, her voice almost cracking.

"Celebrating?" Daren asked.

"Yes. Celebrating. Travis thought he was getting the promotion."

Daren chuckled. "Oh." he said, sarcastically.

"Yes, oh." Tia snapped back. "He's worked so hard."

"Yeah, well, he doesn't have it." Daren said, suddenly stern.

Tia almost took a step back. He was so big, so intimidating.

"Doesn't have what? He's done everything you've ever asked of him!"

Daren laughed again. "T, you're a sweet girl, and I have no idea how he landed a smoke show like you, but you must know."

"Know what?" Tia snapped back.

"Your husband is a fucking pussy." Daren replied, leaning forward, almost leering at her.

Tia's face flushed with anger. "No he isn't!"

"Yes, he is. He never stands up for himself. He gets pushed around. I can't trust he'll do right by me. Stand up for me. I mean, shit, he has his wife in here fighting his battles for him."

Tia suddenly felt ashamed. Had she messed up? Made things worse?

"There ain't no way he's getting that job. I pay him fairly. Be grateful," Daren said, picking up his phone, already ignoring her.

"No!" Tia blurted out. "He deserves this. He's loyal. He'll do a great job. WE need this! We waited to start our family for this! You have to reconsider."

Daren was tapping away on his phone. "What? No."

"Please!" Tia cried out, "We'll do anything!"

She was surprised by how pleading her voice was.

Daren looked up, staring directly into her eyes. He looked her up and down, taking all of her in. "We?"

Tia swallowed a lump in her throat. "Um, yes."

Daren set his phone back down, and took two long steps towards her. She was surprised by how tall he was, up close.

"We?" he asked, putting one hand on her bare shoulder.

Tia shuddered. She didn't know what to say, staring up at him. He ran his hand down her arm, taking her hand.

"Maybe there is something we can work out," Daren replied, pulling her with him towards a couch. Tia settled down beside him.

"I...yes. Let's talk about it. I don't think you realize how much we've sacrificed for this."

Daren sat next to her, looking down at her tanned legs. "I don't think it's about what you've done," he started, "but what you're willing to do."

Tia thought her heart was going to burst from her chest. He couldn't mean...

Daren put her hand on his knee. His pants were so soft and luxurious feeling, she thought, before she felt something thick and hard, just against the edge of her hand.

"Daren!" she exclaimed, pulling her hand back.

He shrugged and started to stand up. "It's fine. See? You didn't really want it, anyway. Go home."

Tia panicked. If there was even the smallest of chances, she couldn't let it slip away. "Please," she said, grabbing his hand, pulling it back down.

Daren looked down at her and smirked. "Ok then." He sat back down, putting her hand back on his leg.

This time, he put it directly on the thick, hard thing. Tia gasped. It felt like her hand was vibrating, she was so nervous.

"Now," Daren said, softly, "Let's see about getting your husband that promotion." He put his hand on hers, moving it back and forth against him.

Tia stared down at her hand, almost completely covered by his. Could she really go through with this? She thought she couldn't, that Travis didn't want the job that badly.

"No reason he has to know how he got the job," Daren said, as Tia looked up at him.

"You won't tell?" she asked.

Daren shook his head, as he moved her hand to his belt. Tia started to unbuckle it before she fully realized what she was doing.

"Just a hand job," she said, mostly to herself, as Daren lifted himself from the couch, pulling down his pants. She could see him straining against his tight boxer briefs. Pulling them down, he almost bounced into view.

Tia couldn't help but go wide-eyed. She'd never seen a man so long and thick before. Daren moved her hand to it; she could barely wrap her hand around it.

Slowly, she started to jerk him off, a tiny crystal of pre-cum oozing from his tip. She rubbed it in, moving her hand up and down, watching it.

"Just a handjob," she said again, looking up at him, trying to feign confidence.

"Yeah, we'll see," Daren said, leaning back, closing his eyes. "Just keep that up for a while."

Tia continued moving her hand up and down, then putting her other hand on it. She couldn't believe they both fit, as she slowly jerked him off. Speeding up,s he looked up at his relaxed face. "Are you going to finish soon?"

Daren laughed again. "It's going to take a lot more than that," he said, opening his eyes and looking at her.

She felt his hand on her back, pushing her down, closer, until her face was just a few inches from him.

"Daren, I..." she started.

"Do you want that promotion, or not?"

Tia swallowed hard. Leaning forward, she put her lips on his cock. It was so thick and warm, she thought, as she opened her mouth. Only the tip fit, at first, spreading her mouth open. She tried to leave her lips around him, jerking him off into her mouth with her hand, but Daren put his hand on the back of her mouth, pushing it down onto him.

She gagged, his cock filling her throat. She could feel her spit sliding down him, covering him. Pulling her mouth free, she looked up at him. "Only for a second. Just finish."

Daren was staring down at her. Silently, he pushed her head back into his lap.

Tia started sucking his dick, doing the best she could. She hated it, but she figured the harder she tried, the more likely he was to cum, and then this could be over. Her head bobbed up and down on his lap, his hand on the back of her head, guiding her.

He moaned a few times, and each time she did, she sped up a little. Now and then, he'd push her further down until she gagged, his head filling her throat. She had to concentrate on her breathing to make it work; it felt so strange and big in her mouth.

Eventually, he pushed her away, holding her by the neck, as he stood up. She slid to her knees, continuing from the floor. "Take out your tits," Daren commanded from above.

Tia stopped, looking up at him, holding his cock in her hand. "If it will get this over with faster," she said, pulling the straps down her shoulders, her big tits falling free.

"Fuck, look at those things," Daren said. "How did that fucking pussy get a girl like you?"

"Fuck off!" Tia said, before he pushed her head back into him. She opened her mouth, viciously sucking his cock, hoping it would make him cum.

Daren grunted, holding her head still as he drove himself into her face. She gagged again, before he pulled himself out. Reaching down, he took her by the arms and pulled her to her feet, guiding her down the hall. Before she knew it, she was in the bedroom.

He pushed her back onto the bed, grabbing her legs and pushing her dress up.

"What are you doing?" she asked, as he pulled her black panties aside.

"Looks like sucking a real man's cock has you nice and wet," he said, his voice teasing.

"No!" she cried out, ashamed it was true. "I...it's just...biology or something."

"I bet he doesn't eat pussy like I do," Daren said, kissing her inner leg, before pulling her panties down.

"Daren, I don't think that's necessary. I'll just give you some more head, and..."

She gasped, as she felt his lips find her clit, pulling it forward, sucking on it. She tried to muffle an automatic moan, hating how good it felt.

"Fuck," she muttered, frustrated.

He continued licking her clit, using his tongue to spread her lips. She tried to control her breathing, to ignore how it felt.

"I knew you'd like it," Daren said, pausing only for a second.

"I don't..." she gasped, fully aware it was a lie. "I don't like it."

"Yes, you do. That little pussy likes it a lot. It's all ready to fuck." Daren said, rising from the bed, pulling off his clothes.

"Fuck?!?" Tia exclaimed. "Daren, really, I don't think..."

"You've already done this much. I guess you could go back out there, knowing you sucked my cock for no reason, or we can get him that promotion."

Tia knew what she had to do. "Ok, I guess..."

Before she could finish the sentence, she felt him climb onto the bed, pressing the head of his cock against her.

"Just be careful, and go slow. You're big," she said, pleading.

It didn't matter. She couldn't help it. She was so wet, he slid right in. She felt the walls of her pussy stretch open, separating like she'd never felt before, taking him in.

"FUCK!" she screamed, "so big. So big. Go slow. So big."

Daren did not go slow. He started fucking her right away. Holding her hips, pulling her up towards him, he drove himself into her, deeper and deeper, thrusting harder and harder.

Tia felt her tits shaking with each thrust, her stomach feeling like it was getting hammered from below. She knew she was supposed to hate it, and she definitely hated him, but she was coating him so good, and he was hitting spots she'd never felt before.

"No," she whispered. "Oh no," she said to herself pleading. "Please don't...don't make me...don't make me cum..."

"Oh no," Daren commanded, not stopping. "We're going to make that little cunt cum."

She couldn't hold back, no matter how hard she tried. She cursed at her own body, giving in despite her. It was like an earthquake, starting in her stomach and shooting out to all four limbs, shaking and quaking, her whole body convulsing.

She squeezed him so hard, she pushed him back out, expelling him from her body.

Daren sat back, his eyes wide with excitement. "Fuck, so tight!" he exclaimed, before diving back atop her and pushing himself back in.

Tia tried to stop her moans, but her body was betraying her. "So deep," she heard herself say.

Then he climbed off her, rolling onto his back. "Come taste yourself," he said, pulling her towards him.

Tia opened her mouth, taking him back in. He was so thick, and he tasted so good, covered in her thick white cum. She sucked him for a minute, wondering if he might finish, before he pulled her by the arm up his body. Pulling her dress over her head, he tossed it aside.

"Ride," he instructed.

Tia threw a leg over his body, reaching between her legs to guide him back in.

"I knew you'd like it," he teased, holding her hips and driving himself up into her.

Tia gasped, his cock splitting her open. "Just do it," she cried, her voice shaking with pleasure.

"No, you do it. Show me what a little freak you can be."

She started bouncing her ass on him, up and down, feeling him slide in and out. Daren moaned softly as she did, pushing her to sit upright, bouncing up and down. It felt so good, and so wrong, Tia couldn't help herself, as she came again, all over him.

Daren pushed her off again, flipping her over onto all fours. Putting himself back in, Tia cried out, loud enough she was sure everyone outside could hear.

"So big," she moaned, as he split her back open. Holding her hips, he pounded her from behind. Falling forward, she cried out.

"You fucking like it, don't you. Such a little slut."

"Yes," she moaned, giving in. "I do. I like it. Make me cum again, please. Make me cum with that big cock."

Daren continued fucking her, until he suddenly stopped. Her body took over, driving back into him, fucking herself on him. She felt it start again, deep within her, exploding outward.

This time, she didn't push him out. He grabbed her ass, fucking her mercilessly from behind as she came, her body exploding with pleasure. She'd never screamed so loud, so hard. It was so intense, she barely noticed when he pulled out, tossing her over onto her back.

Climbing atop her, he bounced his hips into her. She spread her legs, giving him full access, letting him use every inch of her.

"Use it," she said, looking into his eyes, "use me to make yourself cum."

Daren stared down at her. She could see the intensity in his eyes. "You waited to start your family for this promotion?"

Tia nodded.

"How about we start that family for you right now."

She knew this was a terrible thing to say. She knew she had to say no. Instead, she found herself nodding yes. He'd taken full control of her body. He'd fucked her so good, she knew he could do anything he wanted.

"Tell me," he said.

She closed her eyes, then reopened them and stared deep into his. "Take it. Breed me. Fill me with your cum and breed me."

Tia couldn't believe it, hearing herself as if from afar. Daren closed his eyes, grunting. With one last, triumphant thrust, he buried himself all the way into her, pining her legs back against her.

She felt him swell. The feeling of his cum - his seed - filing her, caused her to cum again, her body drinking him in, pulling him into her.

A moment later, Daren rolled off, falling back into the bed. Tia rolled over, his cum dripping down her leg, sucking the last bit out of his quickly shrinking cock. Looking up at him, she asked, "so?"

"Monday," Daren said. "I'm a man of my word."

****

A year later, they were back at the tailgate. The other wives asked her how she felt to finally be a stay at home mom, as the made cute faces at the baby in the stroller. Travis was off with the other insiders, wearing his expensive new clothes, feeling like the biggest man in town. He could never figure out why Daren had changed his mind so fast, but Tia knew all his dreams had finally come true.

Looking up, Daren talking loudly, near the front of the bus, she wondered if he might open that door again.