After winning the Bowl game and spending the early morning hours with Rachel in her suite and after the confrontation with Coach Hannah in the elevator, Alexis and I showered and crashed in my room. We slept all night and both woke well rested. Alexis had to go back to her room to pack for the flight home. We agreed to meet in the restaurant in an hour. I packed and was checked out with my bags on the bus in forty-five minutes. There were several of my team mates and Cheerleaders already there when I walked in.
I filled a plate of the full complimentary breakfast and found an empty table to wait for Alexis. She came in ten minutes later, grabbed a bowl of fruit and cereal and sat down with me. I was just finishing my plate and wrestled with whether to return for seconds or not when our star Quarterback came over to our table and sat down. He was carrying his cell phone and he handed it to me. I was confused and I'm sure the look on my face indicated that to him. I just looked at the phone as he pushed it toward me again. He said, "It's my dad. He wants to speak to you."
I'm thinking, 'What the fuck could JR's dad want to talk to me about?'
I hesitantly took his phone, pressed it to my ear and said, "Hello?"
A loud, but tinny voice boomed out of the speaker. Everyone at the table could hear both ends of the conversation. The voice said, "Hunter. This is 'Big Joe-Robbie'. Do you know who I am?"
I responded with the obvious, "You're JR's dad."
"Yes, but do you know who I am?" said the voice.
"No. I guess I don't," I said.
"Great. Perfect. I would like to discuss something with you that's of great importance to JR and to me. I have my jet waiting at the airport to fly you and JR here. Can you come? Please?"
'Holy shit I've never flown on a private jet before,' was my first thought. I said, "I'm here with my fiancé so she'd have to come too."
The voice said, "Is she that pretty little filly they were showing all during the game? Absolutely, I'd definitely love to meet her. Just talk to your coach and get his okay. He knows who I am. You won't have any trouble. See you when you get here." Click.
He didn't even give me a chance to say yes or no. I gathered from our brief conversation that 'Big Joe Robbie' didn't get refused often. I pressed the 'end' button and handed the phone back to JR. He had a huge grin on his face. He knew what this was all about but as much as I pressed him for an explanation he refused and would only say, "You won't belief it until you see it."
I knew that JR came from money, big money, big oil money in Houston, Texas. I presumed that that was where we were going. I never knew JR's real name. I guessed now that it was Joe-Robbie, Jr. JR didn't talk much about his family or their money. JR was one of the guys on our football team that had set sights on the NFL. He was a good Quarterback. Hell, he was great. He had all the physical specs required for a NFL Quarterback. He was big at 6'4', weighed 220 pounds and he could run. He had a strong arm and could throw the football sixty plus yards in the air. He was a sophomore like me and I knew his plans were to move to a big-time Division I football program after gaining a pedigree with two years at State University. JR knew the chances of getting drafted into the NFL from this college was an extreme long shot but he had gone to a private high school with Lacrosse and no football program so the big programs weren't interested. They would be now after JR's tremendous performance in the Bowl game.
The three of us got the Coach's permission and we flew to Houston on an eight seat private jet that was incredibly appointed inside. Commercial flying was drudgery. This was amazing opulence of the first order. A limousine was waiting on the tarmac when we arrived. Alexis and I smiled at each other when we climbed in. It reminded us of our limo and driver, George in Las Vegas.
JR told us when we first drove onto the ranch and we drove for another hour after that. The white split rail fencing for miles and miles was immaculately maintained. Long horn cattle were everywhere. In the distance were oil drilling rigs that looked like giant praying mantises dipping down for a bite and then back up again to swallow.
'Big Joe-Robbie' met us at the limo and was particularly interested in meeting Alexis. 'Big Joe-Robbie' was everything that his name implied. He stood at least 6'7" and had to push the scales at 450 pounds. He was sixty years old or so. His hands were massive and I prayed he wasn't going to crush my hand in some show of machismo. We were shown our room and our bags were deposited there. Big Joe said he assumed that since Alexis was my fiancée, that one room for us was acceptable. Since we were shown to a room, I assumed we would be staying over-night. He had never said. He asked if we could meet in the living room in a half-hour to discuss why he had asked us to come.
When we were delivered to the living room, JR was already there. He was sitting dead-still in the middle of a sofa slumped forward with his hands over his eyes. He was moaning softly. He was wearing a bathrobe. I went over to him and said, "JR. Are you alright?"
JR kept his hands over his eyes and said, "You won't believe it until you see it." Just then 'Big Joe-Robbie' walked in and asked Alexis and me to take a seat. We did. He pointed at JR and said, "This is why I asked you come. JR has bouts with Vertigo that leave him unable to function. We probably should take him to see a doctor or go to a hospital but we can't because we are in negotiations with a few Division I college football programs and if they get wind of this, his chances will be significantly reduced."
I replied, "How does that affect me. I wouldn't know what to do to help JR."
"JR and his step-mother discovered how to treat it so we just need someone to help JR get the simple treatment when he is stricken with an episode. Someone we can trust to keep it quiet. JR picked you."
I have never had Vertigo myself but I know it is completely debilitating. My dad had it and I didn't know there was any simple treatment to stop the spinning sensation and nausea. JR got my attention with a moan as he looked up and rolled his head off to the side before covering his eyes again. I looked back at 'Big Joe-Robbie' and said, "What simple treatment?"
'Big Joe-Robbie' looked back over his shoulder and loudly said, "Gwen, can you come in?" An absolutely gorgeous woman walked into the room. She had long straight raven black hair with perfect facial features. Alexis looked up at me and smiled when she saw Gwen. She had an amazing body. She came in and sat down beside 'Big Joe-Robbie'. He said, "This is Gwen. He didn't introduce us to her. My wife, Ruby-Jean is out shopping right now. She was the one who discovered the treatment. It's a bit unorthodox but it seems to work." He looked at Gwen and said, "Gwen, dawlin, JR is having one of his episodes. Can you do the treatment that Ruby-Jean discovered?" He pointed at Alexis and me and said, "These are JR's friends who are going to help JR get his treatment when he is back at school." Gwen smiled at 'Big Joe-Robbie' and moved across the room toward JR. He had flopped back against the back of the sofa and was rolling his head around.
Gwen dropped to her knees in front of JR and spread his knees so she could maneuver between them. She pulled JR's robe open and cradled his semi-erect cock in her hand and started jerking him off. His cock instantly went hard. Gwen bent forward and pushed her mouth down over the crown of his cock and then went straight down to his balls before bobbing her head up and down as she gave JR a blow-job.