I guess sports just aren’t my thing. Knitting is not my thing either, so shoot me. No bodies perfect.
I grab the tray and repeat my well-practiced strut as I head back toward the Jets players table. Three of the girls have made their way over and are all over their man of choice. The rest of the guys are now sitting closer to the stage eagerly watching the show that is taking place while Mr. Intensity remains exactly where I left him.
I place the tray down and meet his gaze.
“Looks like it’s just you and me hot shot.”
He smiles. The hint of a dimple is revealed on clean shaven cheeks as blue eyes, now captured by the bright lights of the stage, shine through. Chiseled cheekbones and olive skin complete his stunning good looks as his broad shoulders, on what looks to be a rather tight body, rest comfortably in the high armed leather chair he’s sitting on. A dark blue t-shirt, which seems strained as it hugs every inch of his torso, match his tight, black denim jeans completing the perfect picture of a well-toned athlete; a quarterback nevertheless.
“Looks that way.”
Patting the seat beside him he says, “Won’t you sit with me for a while?”
I look back toward the bar. It’s not the done thing to sit with our customers, but on this occasion, Gina gives me her nod of approval. I notice a few of the football players propped up at the bar with more shots lined up in front of them and I can’t help but wonder who is going to be left to clean up after them in the morning.
“Yeah, sure. Why not? I mean it’s not everyday a girl gets to sit with the quarterback of the winning team.”
“No, it’s not, but let’s not talk about me right now. I want to know more about you. Why is such a beautiful woman like you working in a place like this?”
I eye him suspiciously. He shots me a look of confusion back.
“You know most people ask what the other person’s name is first. You know, when they’re getting to know someone, but not you. You just dive right in there and ask the hard questions straight up.”
“I don’t like to fuck around ma’am.”
An instant burn of heat rushes through me like the hot sun’s rays penetrating my exposed skin on a warm summer’s day. His words please me and make me feel a little naughty inside.
“I’m sure you don’t.”
“Do you?” he asks, his eyes full of curiosity.
“No. I don’t fuck around either and I like to get straight to the point.”
“Well I’m glad we got that sorted. Now answer my question.”
What no please?
“I’m working my way through college.”
“That’s a little cliché isn’t it?”
“I guess it is, but it’s true. I’ll graduate soon.”
“So, does that mean that you won’t be working here for much longer?”
“That’s correct.”
He leans back in his chair, his fingertips touching in a show of power and curiosity.
“What are you studying?”
“Law. Sexual criminal law to be exact.”
“Do you have a job lined up as yet?”
“No, but I will. I’m determined to find my place within a reputable law firm and leave this place far behind me.”
He leans forward and takes two of the shot glasses off the tray. Handing me one he says “Well then that is good news. Congratulations.”
“Thanks.”
We take a shot each then I excuse myself so that I can get back to waiting tables.
I don’t dare turn around, but I can feel his eyes on me, or on my ass at least, as I walk away. Either way I’m sure I’ve made an impression.
“That looked like it went well,” says Gina.
“Yeah I guess. Hey, is it weird that he, a complete stranger, seemed pleased to know that I won’t be working here for much longer?”
Gina shrugs her shoulders and walks away, not really caring much about my observation.
Well whatever, who cares right. I mean it’s not like he will ever want to see me again after tonight.
PRESTON
Well thank fuck for that, I think to myself.
I’m glad she’s waiting our table tonight and I’m glad we were able to talk. Knowing that she won’t be working here for much longer gives me a sense of relief which feels quite foreign to me, but in a good way.
If I am to make her mine there’s no way in hell she’ll be working in a place like this ever again. I’ve got enough money to support any girl that’s in my life, so instead of being tied to a place like this she can stay at home and wait on me. And me alone. Or at least be a respectable lawyer who doesn’t have to work in a sleazy place like this on the side to help pay the bills.
Fuck she’s hot. That little ruffled black skirt she’s wearing barely covers her ass when she walks and with her midriff exposed you’d be forgiven to staring at her small waist, but it’s her luscious tits spilling out over the top of her tiny red leather top that’s got me excited. I want to undo the lace between them and set them free, so I can suck on her nipples.
At least I put Malcom and the rest of the boys in their place pretty quick. She’s mine. No one else’s. Mine. They’ll never get to touch her again. No man will.
Watching her walk back to the bar I take another shot and recline in my chair. She doesn’t look back, which disappoints me a little, but it won’t be long until she is wanting more of my attention. I am the league’s best quarterback after all and I bring the heat to everything I do. Women included.
The show on stage is boring so I set my sights on ‘Little Miss tits I want to suck’ instead. A few of the boys are talking to her while she’s at the bar. Fuck I don’t even know her name, maybe I should have asked her what it is before I got into the whole ‘this place is not for you’ chat.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter because she’s looking at me again now. She downs another shot then sets her sights on me.
Without breaking our connection, she sashays toward me. Fuck me I love the way her hips sway when she walks. Her creamy breasts bounce a little too which is nice to see.
“You came back,” I state as she stands before me.
She’s within arms reach. I could grab her and pull her into my lap, but instead I’m curious to see what she does next.
Placing her index finger to her ruby red lips she presses them together giving me the signal to be quiet. I don’t like it when women try to tell me what to do, but in this case, I will make an exception.
Slowly she leans forward while her legs remain straight. It pisses me off to think that if the men behind her where to turn around they’d see nothing but her perfect ass. She’s mine. I don’t want anyone else to see what’s under her skirt. Ever.
“Relax,” she whispers in my ear before touching her ruby red lips to mine.
We kiss tenderly. It’s nice, soft…delicious. Most girls I stick my dick in assume that I like to fuck hard and fast so they jump me and beg me to go harder, but the truth is most of the time I like to take things slow.
“Come with me,” she asks.
Baby I’d follow you anywhere.
She takes both of my hands and pulls me to my feet. My head instantly begins to spin. The nights intake of alcohol is seriously fucking with my mind now.
She drags me past my teammates who all stare, their jaws resting on the floor as we pass on our way toward the private rooms out back.
It’s dark out here. She’s still leading the way and I have to trust she knows where she’s going as not to lead me into a brick wall.
I hear the sound of a door click open. Inside the small room is a chair and a small bed. She turns to me and asks me to sit.
With my eyes now adjusted to the dim light I watch as she stands before me. She begins to sway her hips and it’s now I can hear sultry music playing from some unseen source. It’s sexy, slow and sets the mood perfectly. Dropping to her knees she places her hands on my knees and presses them further apart.
Oh fuck she’s hot.<
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I’ve got a bird’s eye view of her tits now, which makes my already hard cock even harder. Almost to the point where I’m in pain.
She’d better not be teasing me. I’ll be pissed if she leaves me hanging this way. The last thing I want to do, now that I’ve found her, is call my usual girl for a quick fuck to help relieve my built-up pressure this chick has caused me to have.
Perfect white teeth and strawberry tasting lips to die for smile up at me as her fingers walk their way toward my crotch.
Tugging at my belt I remain leaning back in what looks to be the same red leather chair I was seated in out in the bar while I imagine the rest of the patrons continuing to drink their drinks, indulge in lapdances of their own and pretty much do whatever the fuck they want to do. This place is good for that.
I’ve been here a few times now and noticed this beautiful woman, whose current mission seems to be to free my cock, the very first time I walked through the door. I can’t explain it, but when I saw her I knew that I had to have her and not just sexually. For some reason she affects me in a way that no words can explain why. I don’t like to be here when she’s not working. Tonight, is a rare treat indeed.
She undoes my button and slides the zip on my jeans down. I move my hips forward allowing her easier access to my throbbing cock. Fuck it hurts now. I hope she’s good at giving a blowjob.
Pulling my cock free from my pants I can’t help but notice the large amount of pre-cum glistening under the colored lights. She murmurs in delight then licks the tip of my penis.
Fuck I swear she’s going to make me come before she even has a chance to wrap her lips around me.
Suddenly she does just that. Fuck me! She goes straight for the deep throat and I can’t help but grasp her hair. I feel like I need to hold her there for a while because if she comes up now I’m going to blow everywhere.
She defies me and raises her head. Releasing the suction she has around my cock, she tut tuts at me and directs my hands to the arms of the chair.
“If your hands move from here my mouth moves from here. Got it?”
“Got it.”
Fuck yes, I’ve got it, just place your mouth over my cock again, please.
She does. Her mouth is sealed perfectly around my aching cock and makes its way down the full length of my throbbing penis then rises, but just as quickly as she rises she plummets back down again. I don’t know how I do it, but somehow, I manage to calm myself as she falls into a tantalizing rhythm. My main aim now is to enjoy this moment for as long as I can.
She licks, sucks and repeats over and over again ravishing me as if she’s been starved. Fuck I’m getting to a point where I can’t take anymore. Looking down all I can see is her long blonde hair, tied back in a messy ponytail, bounce and the muscles in her back flex across her slender shoulders. I don’t think I have ever experienced a blowjob like this one before. There’s something about the way she swirls her tongue when she reaches my tip then sucks hard as she takes me all in that has me wanting to cover the back of her throat with my come.
“FUCK!”
I scream through gritted teeth as I pump lashings of come into her mouth. She takes every last drop of it, swallowing it as quickly as I can give it. Licking and sucking until there is nothing left leaves me feeling rather satisfied and impressed that she’d go to such lengths. And so she should. Everyone wants a piece of me at the moment, yet it’s her who I have allowed to do this to me. And it’s only her that I want to do this to me ever again.
Pushing herself up from her knees she stands before me. Her breast heaving as if begging to be sucked the way she’s sucked me.
“Satisfied?” she asks.
“Extremely. Hey what’s your name?” I ask as I put my now deflating cock back into my pants.
“Sianna,” she says before turning to leave.
Before I have a chance to run after her, she slips out of the door. I rush as quickly as I can after her, but I’m met with pure darkness again. A large hand takes hold of my shoulder as a guy who I am assuming is security points me in the right direction. As soon as they see me all of the boys come over to join me. We finish the last of the shots then they drag me out of there before I have a chance to even ask where Sianna is now. Usually I wouldn’t let anyone, not even the boys tell me what to do, but I’m to damn satisfied to argue with anyone right now.
We climb back into the limousine and as we pull away I silently promise Sianna that I’ll be back.
SIANNA
“Fuck I can’t believe I just did that.” I say to Gina.
“Yeah well you did and you scored yourself one thousand big ones for it. That’s a lot of money for a simple blowjob.”
“Yeah I guess.”
“What’s wrong? You look…I don’t know how to explain it, but you look different.”
I can’t help but smile. I can’t believe I just did that and got one thousand dollars for it. Fuck if I ever become a lawyer and what I’ve just done is exposed then I’ll need to make sure that I deny doing what I just did forever and a day. Things like that are sure to ruin your career before they even start.
“I just gave a quarterback a head job and I got paid a lot of money to do it.”
“Yeah you did, but don’t go getting a taste for the money honey. You’re better than that. But just between you and me, damn girl! I wish they were my lips wrapped around Preston Heat’s cock. The man is divine and he owns this town at the moment. You’ve hit the jackpot there.”
Preston Heat. The sound of his name sends a welcoming shiver down my spine.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Oh, come on. Surely you must know that he’ll come back in here looking for you.”
Fuck. Really? No, he can’t. He won’t. Surely he won’t.
“He’s been coming in here watching you for ages.”
“Not just me. I mean yeah I’ve seen him here before, but he’s never even talked to me.”
Gina just smiles and lifts her head as if she knows something I don’t.
I take a seat on the bar stool I’m standing next to and rest my head in my hands. Gina takes the top off a cold beer and hands it to me then opens one herself.
“Oh yeah. He’ll be back.”
***
“Come on Sianna, hurry up. We can’t be late for our final exam.” My best friend yells from behind my apartment door.
“Coming.”
I grab the closest pair of pumps I can find and make my way toward the door which looks as though it’s about to cave in from Rhiannon’s thumping.
“Calm down girl I’m here.”
The first thing she does is look down at my feet. “Christ, I hope you’re able to run in those.”
“Don’t worry about me. Let’s go.”
We hurry down three flights of stairs, the fucking elevator in our building is on the blink again, and hail a taxi from the street. Three pass by before one stops. Usually I couldn’t afford to catch a cab to school considering I live off the tips I make at the bar, but with one thousand dollars in my hand I’m feeling a little more free with my money today.
“I hope you don’t expect me to pay you back for this anytime soon Sia cause I’m flat broke.”
“That’s okay, don’t worry about it. My shout okay.”
“Wow. Did you have a heavy tipper at work last night?”
“Yeah you could say that.”
“Do tell,” says Rhi as she turns in her seat to face me.
“Well let’s just say that a group of guys paid me a few extra dollars to look after their friend.”
“Well you must have looked after him good. Who was he? Anyone I know?”
Looking out the window I can’t help but notice a massive billboard with the face of the guy whose dick I sucked off last night on it.
“Um no. He was nobody important.”
Even though Gina’s place has the reputation of anything goes, doesn’t mean that just anyone can get through the door. She runs a t
ight ship and everyone who works there basically has to sign their name in blood swearing they will never name names as to who her clients are. We all respect that and therefore are treated to celebrities, and high-flying businessmen and sometimes women, walking in the door. Last night was no different. The guy who I sucked off is a sports star. His identity will remain a secret with me.
We make it to our last exam in time. Before we sit I hug my friend and wish her luck. I can’t believe this is it. All we have to do is sit this exam and there will be more school for us. A range of emotions hit me. Pride, sadness, nervousness at what the future holds and doubt all mixed together as tears begin to fill my eyes.
“Hey. Let’s sit this exam then lose our shit, alright.”
“You’re right. Sorry.”
I slap my own face, if I don’t I know Rhi will, then take my seat.
Two hours later I silently fold my exam, pick up my bag and make my way to the teacher’s desk. Placing the papers down I allow myself to cheer with delight, quietly on the inside of course, as I make my way to the door. Rhiannon is already waiting for me outside and squeals with delight when she sees me smiling.
A loud ‘shh’ follows as the teacher, a real sour face bitch of a thing, rushes out into the corridor.
“Quiet please. There are others who haven’t finished yet.”
“Sorry ma’am,” we both say as we link arms and begin to walk away.
“Girls!” she shouts out after us.
“God what now,” I whisper to Rhi.
“Congratulations. Best of luck to you both.”
Oh wow. That was really nice. For a woman who never seemed to give a shit about us during class and certainly never complimented us, it really means a lot to hear that from her.
We both straighten, proud of our achievements, and thank her retreating back. She’s back in the room before we know it. Her words of praise and encouragement turn our tears of laughter and disbelief into tears of happiness in an instant.
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