Earning The Ring

Misty went through years and years of physical abuse and failed relationships with guys who only wanted one thing out of her and that was, Sex. She practically gave up on finding love and then she met Charlie. He was so sweet and shy and it took six months before he even worked up enough nerve to even kiss her.

Charlie isn’t handsome but he’s certainly rich, well his father is rich that is and he’ll inherit his father’s wealth one day. But in the mean time he makes a nice paycheck working for his father’s cyber security company knocking back over four hundred grand a year and he’s able to shower her with expensive gifts.

Misty has never felt so loved in all her life and they haven’t even had sex and she was okay with that since she’s had enough sex to last her a few years with all the losers that she’d went through. But she knew when they did make love it was going to be special. And oh goodness she was going to be tight as a virgin too.

He invited her out to dinner tonight and he told to dress up nice that he was going to introduce her to his father. There was no mother in law to contend with since his mother had left Charlie at birth. And there was only one more step after that and that would be marriage.

Misty felt so nervous as she strode into the hotel bar. Her four inch Black stilettos clicking against the tile floor as she walked gleaning her attention from a few of the male patrons. She wasn’t there to impress them she had one thought in mine and that was Charlie. But She did feel a bit under dressed in the little red tube dress with no bra and only a white lacy g string and matching sheer hose. It was a bit drafty to say the least. But Charlie had specifically told her what he wanted her to wear and not to wear tonight. And that was unusual for him, generally he would ask her to dress modestly. But in this get up she felt more like the hooker in Pretty woman, which coincidentally was Charlie’s favorite movie. They had watched the movie more times than she could count.

She spotted Charlie at one of the outside tables, he was sitting with a rather bald and obese looking fellow who looked to be in his late sixties. That was Charlie’s Father? Wow the picture just didn’t match. She stepped onto the veranda and Charlie sees her and smiles and stands up and waves her over. Misty waved back and carefully made her way as best as she could she wasn’t used to wearing heels.

“Dad this is Misty my soon to be fiance.” Charlie said proudly.

The big man looked at Misty and eyed her up and down, his beady black eyes taking in her every curve. It kinda gave her the creeps. Then he smiles and nods, “NICE! You’re right she is hot, Charles!” He laughs and reaches across the table to take her hand. “I’m William, but all my friends call me Big Bill.”

“Please to meet you, Bill.” Misty said, still unsure about this guy. The man was rather brash. Who greets their future daughter in law with a statement like…She’s Hot?

Charlie hurried around the table and pulled the chair out for her and she carefully sat down. The dress barely covered her ass so she kept pulling the hem down.

“She’s a Brunette, son. I thought you told me she was blonde.”

“Her hair is dishwater blond, Dad.”

“That’s not a blond, son In fact that’s not even a color.” Bill laughs. Then he raised his glass to the waitress and she hurried over. “Another whiskey on the rocks, baby.”

The waitress looked at Misty, “Would you like a drink, ma’am?”

“I’ll take a shot of vodka.” Misty said feeling like she’d need something strong to drink for this meeting.

“No!” Charlie said, “Get her a club soda.”

Misty looked at him, taken aback by him ordering her drink when she’d already told the waitress what she wanted. She hated club soda. It was nasty! But she didn’t want to cause a scene since this was the first meet with his dad, but she did plan on speaking with him about it. She couldn’t let him control her no matter how much she loved him. No she’d learned her lesson from all those loser before. To tell the truth Big Bill seemed to be a control freak. And why in the hell we’re they critiquing her fucking hair? She shook her head.

“So Misty what do you do for a living?” Bill asked suddenly changing the subject

She smiled, “I’m kinda between jobs at the moment.”

Bill looked at Charlie and frowned, “Between jobs, huh?”

Charlie shrugged, “Yes that is my idea, Dad. I want Misty to stay home.”

Bill shrugged, “A kept woman, nice that’ll sure save on child care expenses.”

“Child care expenses?” Misty giggle and looked at Charlie.

He smiled and looked away with a blush. She likes how he gets easily embarrassed, it was cute. She reached over and touched his hand.

Bill laughed and slapped Charlie on the shoulder, “You two have to have sex before any of that happens?!”

Misty shot Bill a course look.

“Hey, hey easy now. There’s no need in shooting daggers with those gorgeous green eyes of yours.” he winked. At that moment the waitress brought over his drink and placed the nasty club soda in front of her. Misty wrinkled her nose at it.

“Drink it, girl!” Bill said.

Misty looked up at him and then at Charlie.

“Go ahead, baby, drink it.”

Both of them looked at her as if they expected her to hop to it. “But Charlie you know I don’t like club sodas, Honey.”

“Do as Daddy says and drink it, Misty.”

“No! I will not!” she snapped folding her arms and giving them both a defiant look.

Charlie stood up and so did Bill. She looked up at her soon to be fiance as he reached into his wallet and tossed two hundred dollars on the table, “Make sure the waitress gets this, will yeah? Oh and give her this too. He reached into his pocket and tossed a small black velvet ring box onto the table. “I don’t think I’ll be needing this anymore!” And with that they both started walking away.

“Charlie?” she called to him, but he didn’t turn around. “Honey, please. Where are you going?” But Charlie didn’t turn around, he just kept walking.

Misty Picked up the ring box and opened it and her mouth dropped. Inside it was a

gold and diamond engagement ring, and it was designed by Tiff and company.” Holy crap! she thought, Charlie had bought this for her. He was going to ask her to marry him! Oh my God! She was so overcome with joy that she hopped up so quickly that her chair turned over behind her. But she didn’t care. She hurried after Charlie. But she didn’t see them again until she made it to the lobby. They were standing in front of the elevator. Charlie looked so sad and downtrodden.

“Yes!” She exclaimed and waved her hands in the air. “I’ll marry you!”

Charlie looked up a bit confused and when he saw her he smiled. Misty hurried over and threw her arms around him and kissed him, “I love you Charlie!”

“Oh Misty I love you too!” he beamed and he kissed her.

Misty jumped up and threw her legs around him causing him to put his arms under her ass to hold her up. Misty was acutely aware of the fact that her dress had risen and was now exposing her ass to her soon to be father in law, but none of this mattered to her at the moment. All that mattered was Charlie’s love for her.

The elevator opened and Charlie carried her inside and sat her feet down on the floor. Then he dropped to one knee and opened the little box and took the ring out, “Misty Chambers, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

“Yes, Charlie. Yes Yes Yessss!!!” she exclaimed.

Charlie slipped the ring on her finger and yelped with joy. Then he got up and turned and hugged his dad with tears in his eyes. “She said yes, Dad.”

Bill smiled and shook his head, “Not yet son.”

“But Dad?” Charlie protested.

“I gotta get to know her boy. She’s gotta pass the wife test. I have to know if she is gonna be a good wife to you.”

Misty looked at Charlie, “What is he talking about, Charlie?”

“It’s an old family tradition! My grandmother went through it and so did my mom,” he said looking away from his father.

“I’ll be a wonderful wife to you, I swear.” she said hugging him.

“That’s to be determined, Misty.” Bill spoke up. “Hell you wouldn’t even drink that fucking club soda when he asked you too. My son needs an obedient wife not some defiant bitch!”

She looked up at Charlie, “I love you, Charlie.”

Charlie smiled, “I know you love me, Misty.” Then he leaned in close to her, “Just humor him baby.” He whispered.

Misty nodded and smiled back at him. How hard can the test be? she thought to herself.

They rode the elevator to the tenth floor to the penthouse suite. Apparently Bill enjoyed the finer things in life. He was the first out of the elevator waddling down the gold carpeted hallway like a man on a mission. Charlie held Misty’s hand and she looked up at him nervously. She was determined to pass whatever test this old man had in mind.

Bill slipped his key card in the door and waved the two of them in. The penthouse was very spacious and beautifully laid out with expensive furnishings. Misty has never sat foot in a penthouse before. The lights automatically turned up when Bill walked into the room.

Misty already knew she wasn’t going to like the man. He was a pompous asshole. But all be it a rich pompous asshole.

Bill sat down on the couch looking winded but he was pushing three hundred pounds and that was a lot of weight to carry on a five foot frame. “Come sit next to me, Misty. He patted the space beside him. She looked at Charlie and shrugged and walked over and sat down next to him. Charlie in turn sat down in a leather wing back chair directly across from them. He smiled at her and gave her the thumbs up.

“So you want to marry my son, do you?” Bill smiled.

“Yes Bill, I love Charlie with all my heart and I want to be his wife.” she said looking at Bill with such earnest expression in her eyes.

“You can call me Big Bill.” He reached over and pushed a lock of brown hair from around her eye.

Misty looked at Charlie and smiled, “I love him with all my heart, Big Bill.”

Bill laughed, “Wow, Charlie she seems to have eyes only for you. Stand up boy and take off your pants!”