Note: This story is the eighth episode in a series entitled "April's Story". If you have not read the previous seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.
This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.
Ponce and I lay cuddled together in his bed. I was feeling very relaxed, but I wasn't sleepy. I kissed his cheek and said, "Want to get up and watch television for a little while.?"
Ponce smiled at me. "I'd love to."
I jumped out of bed and pulled my baby up. "Got a clean tee shirt for me?"
Ponce went to his dresser drawer, took out a tee shirt and tossed it to me. I pulled it on.
Ponce put on a pair of gym shorts. As we walked into the living room I said, "Why don't you get us two beers." Beer was the beverage of choice for both of my boys. I was determined that I was going to learn to like it.
Ponce got our beers and joined me on the couch. I was trying to find the sports news on their broken down, old television. I wanted to find out who won the football game. As Ponce sat down I said, "We have to do something about this TV."
He smiled. "If we do well at the Tomb tomorrow night we'll be able to buy a new one."
I looked at him. "What's the Tomb?"
"It's another name for the 7th Street Rec Center. Remember? That's the place where we're going to play basketball tomorrow night."
"Why do they call it the Tomb?"
"You'll understand when you see it. It's an old stone building that looks a little bit like ancient tomb."
I nodded. "Tell me more about this game tomorrow night."
"What do you want to know?"
"I don't understand how we're going to make money."
"This is a late night illegal gambling game. There will be guys at the door keeping anyone out who doesn't belong there. You have to know someone to get in. Once were inside, you're going to be amazed. Anything goes. It's a basketball tournament, but it's also a very wild party. The gym is going to be full of spectators. They're going to be watching and placing bets throughout the tournament. On one of the side lines there are usually six to eight men who act as "bookies". They work together. They set the odds for each team and take bets."
Ponce looked at me to see if I was following him. "They work like all bookies. They try to get the same amount of money bet on each team so that they can't lose if there's an upset. They make their money by taking a percentage of the betting handle."
He smiled at me. "Here's why we want you with us. We're hoping that everyone will see that we have a little white girl on our team and dismiss us as a joke. That should make the odds on us skyrocket. It's very important for you to not look too impressive during the warmups."
He paused. "Do you have much money saved up?"
"Some, but I don't want to lose it."
"Its always possible that you might. There will be some very good basketball players there, but we think we have an excellent chance to win. We think the odds on us might go as high as twelve or even fifteen to one. If you bet $60.00 at twelve to one, you'll get $780.00 back. That's $720.00 plus the $60.00 you originally bet. The bookies will take ten percent so you'll actually receive about $700.00."
I looked at Ponce. "Do you guys really think we have a chance to win?"
He smiled. "It's the only reason were going." Ponce paused. "Tomorrow night is the night to bet. It will be the only time we have a chance to make a killing on you. After tomorrow night they'll know about you. The odds on us will never get this high again. I'm bringing $100.00 to bet. Danny will bet more than I will and Jamal may bet as much as $300.00."
"Won't our bets affect the odds?'
"A little bit, but a lot of money gets bet on these games. There'll be guys there who are betting as much as a thousand dollars or more.
"Is this dangerous?'
"A little, Darbs and Jamal know everyone so we should be okay. We do have to stay together." He paused and looked at me. "Tomorrow night you stay next to me at all times, Do you understand?"
I nodded. "Yes sir, I understand."
The late night sports news came on. I cuddled up next to Ponce. We were both watching. We wanted to know how the NFL game had come out.
As I was taking a sip of my beer I heard Danny's key in the lock. The door opened and Danny and Mandy stepped into the apartment. They were giggling, I was pretty sure that both of them were drunk.
I smiled at them. "It looks like the two of you had a pretty good time tonight."
Mandy walked over to me and said, "I had a wonderful time." She leaned forward and whispered into my ear. It didn't matter that she was whispering, everyone could still hear her. "Danny is really cute. I can't wait to go to bed with him."
I smiled. "Mandy I think that Danny just heard that."
She put her hand over her mouth and said, "Whoops."
There was no longer any doubt. Mandy was spiffed.
Danny took her hand. "I did overhear that my dear and I am more than happy to oblige you. Let us retire to my bedroom."
As Danny pulled her towards his room Mandy giggled and said "He really is cute."
Just as they were about to disappear into Danny's room Ponce yelled, "Hey Dan, who won the game?"
Danny looked back, "The Bears, the final score was 27 to 17. It was a good game." He waved at us and closed his bedroom door.
Ponce turned to me. "Well now we know, are you ready to go to bed?"
I yawned. I was tired. "Yes I'm ready."
We went into the bathroom and washed our faces and brushed our teeth. I felt like we were an old married couple getting ready for bed. It was nice.