Chapter 14

The rest of the weekend was absolutely miserable. Neither of us wanted to be anywhere near the other. My heart was breaking, I knew now that I was definitely in love with Ashley. No way I would feel this bad if I weren’t.

The following Monday she went back to school, I began spending a good part of the day at the gym. I was working out like an animal, never had my drive been stronger. It was more of a pent up anger though than it was determination. Every night I either stayed out until bed time or went to bed extremely early.

The draft was going to be held in just over a week, the entire town was buzzing with excitement. Everyone speculated on where I would chosen, would team would select me, what round of the draft and so on. But to be perfectly candid, no one had any idea. My agent had told me several teams had contacted him, all seemed somewhat interested but no one was making any guaranty of any kind. During the day Saturday, Courtney’s Dad called and mentioned to me he would love to a have a party the next Saturday for the draft. We could watch it live at his house, then celebrate after I was selected. I was very hesitant to accept his offer. It could be a disaster if I was not selected by anyone. But he was very convincing, I reluctantly agreed to his offer. He told me I could invite any family members to be in attendance, the more the merrier.

That night I informed Ashley of his offer, inviting her to be there. I could tell she was very reluctant, but I think she felt trapped and obligated to go. I had been invited over to Courtney’s for Sunday dinner by her Dad, we would finalize the plans for the draft party.

The next Sunday over dinner, Mr. Timmons laid out his idea’s for the party. He would set up a large TV on his back patio area near the pool. He would have tables and chairs facing the TV, there would be a buffet table and drinks set up as well. In addition the TV in the family room would be available for overflow guests. I really felt bad about him doing all of this, I knew this was going to be expensive. I started to bring up the subject of cost, Courtney’s Mom quickly cut me off.

“Brian, give it up. You are this man’s son he never had. Either you let him do this or you may have to take him to training camp with you.” she laughed.

I spent the rest of the day by Courtney’s, most of it sitting on the back patio talking to Courtney and her Dad. I left for home about ten o’clock that night, they both had work the next day. The following week was very hectic, I spent hours on the phone with my agent, getting details on exactly how the draft would proceed. We would keep an open phone line between us, in addition all of the teams had my cell number for direct contact. But after all of the calls back and forth, my fate was still very much uncertain. I was in the diner having lunch on Friday when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned and saw an older man in his late sixties perhaps, standing there a serious look on his face.

“Brian, how are you son?” he asked.

“I’m fine sir, and you?” I answered with a smile.

“You don’t know who I am do you, son?” he asked.

“No sir, I am sorry, I do not.” I answered him.

The old man took a deep breath, his hand brushing back the few strands of hair he had hanging down somewhat in his eyes.

“I am your grandfather Brian. My name is Thomas.” he said softly.

I was stunned, suddenly I felt as if I had been punched violently in the stomach. I know I just sat there for quite a while staring at the old man. I really had no idea what to say to him, to be honest I didn’t even remember him very well.

“I understand if you don’t want to talk to me Brian. I just happen to see you here, I guess sentiment got the best of me.” he said sadly.

“Oh no sir, I’m sorry. You just surprised me, that’s all. Please sit down sir.” I said, suddenly feeling very bad for him.

The old man moved around the table, then carefully pulled the chair back and slowly sat down. He shifted himself carefully into the chair, his eyes finally coming back to mine.

“I really don’t know where to begin or what to say, son. It’s been so very long.” he started.

“But it’s very obvious to me and the entire community, your Father did one hell of a job raising you.” he said.

The last thing I expected was my mother’s father complimenting my Dad on anything. I was always told that my grandparents hated my father and everything he stood for. They did everything humanly possible to drive a wedge between my parents, finally succeeding in running my dad away.

“Thank you sir, that means a lot to me.” I answered.

For the next hour the old man carefully explained what had happened over the past few decades, how things had really come to pass as they were. Apparently my grandmother was the driving force of the hatred that had fuelled our dysfunctional family. She had convinced my mother through lies and manipulation that my father was no good, he would never amount to anything. She was a cruel woman who always got her way, it was easier to follow the plan than fight her. He then shocked me for the second time since our meeting.

“Even though I caught holy hell from your mother and grandmother, I saw just about every game you played in high school. I watched all of your college games on TV the past few years.” he admitted.

“Why didn’t you ever let me know you were there?” I asked.

“I’m not sure Brian. I guess I always felt horrible for how I let them treat you and your Father.” he said.

“Is my mother still married to Richard?” I asked.

“Yes she is, a useless man to say the least. They still live with us after all of these years, neither have a lick of ambition.” he stated.

“I’m sorry sir, I really had no idea.” I answered.

“I know you didn’t son.” he responded.

We exchanged cell phone numbers and I promised I would call and keep in touch with him. He seemed genuinely relieved as he shook my hand. It seemed like a tremendous burden had been lifted off of his shoulders. As I drove home, I decided to keep the story to myself for the time being, too much was going on anyway.

I was sitting in the family room watching TV when Ashley came home from school. She asked me if I would mind fixing myself something to eat for dinner, she was going out with friends. I told her of course not, to go out and have a good time. She thanked me and headed to her room to get ready. I actually didn’t see her leave, though she did yell out that she was leaving, then went out the back door. Since it was close to seven o’clock, I decided to get dressed and eat at the diner again. Just as I was about to leave for the diner the house phone rang. I walked into the kitchen and answered it. It was very unusual for the house phone to ring, we both used our cell phones all the time.

“Hey Brian, is Ashley there? This is Stephanie.” said the soft voice.

“Oh hey Stephanie. No, she just left, not five minutes ago.” I answered.

“Left for where?” she asked.

“She said she was going out. I figured that meant with you.” I replied.

“No, that’s what I was calling to ask her. If she wanted to go out tonight.” she responded.

“Well then I have no clue Stephanie, she didn’t say anything else to me.” I told her.

“Brian, what is up with Ashley lately? She seems so moody, she’s been acting really odd lately.” she inquired.

“I have no idea Stephanie, she seems the same to me.” I answered, doing my best to try and seem convincing.

“Well I guess I’m eating alone tonight.” she said.

“Join the crowd Steph, I’m headed to the diner now.” I said, before I could catch myself.

“Oh good, I will join you then.” she quickly replied.

I had no choice but to be polite, besides Stephanie was good company, I enjoyed talking to her. She asked if I minded waiting a half hour before leaving so she could shower and change clothes. I agreed and decided to watch TV for a while before leaving. I lost track of time, I left about forty minutes later and drove to the diner. Stephanie was already seated at a booth when I walked in, I joined her.

“Hey, the woman is supposed to keep the guy waiting.” she laughed.

“I’m sorry, I lost track of time.” I said apologetically.

“I’m just kidding, I’m glad you’re here.” she giggled.

We sat there talking for a few minutes before the waitress took our order. We both ordered sandwiches, fries, and soft drinks. Since it was Friday night, the place was packed. Several students said hello to Stephanie as they past in and out of the diner. In addition I was given some really strange looks as well, due to the fact I was sitting there with their teacher. I know Stephanie noticed it as well. Finally our food arrived and we began to eat our meal.

We talked for over an hour before we finished our meal, I really enjoyed the conversation. Stephanie was so different from Ashley in so many ways. Granted her physical appearance was everything a guy could wanted. She was perhaps five foot five inches tall, weighed maybe one hundred twenty pounds. She had a small waist and a gorgeous tight ass. She had long blonde hair and the face of a china doll. Her complexion was absolutely gorgeous. She was still like a teenager at heart, having just graduated from college a few years before. That and the fact she taught teenagers made her almost like one of them herself. I knew she was very well liked at school, especially by the boys. It had been along time since anyone at the local high school had anyone but Ashley to fantasize about, but I knew Stephanie got her fair share.

“Why is everyone staring at us?” Stephanie finally asked.

“Like I told you, this is a strange town Stephanie. People here are not used to anything out of the norm. And they decide what normal should be.” I answered.

“I guess you’re right.” she said, shaking her head.

We talked for a few minutes more, I saw Stephanie look at her watch. I glanced at mine noticing it was just after seven o’clock.

“I guess I should be going.” I told Stephanie.

“Where are you off to?” she replied.

“Home, I guess, watch some TV. I have a big day tomorrow, the draft and all.” I answered.

“Oh yea, I forgot about that. You must be excited.” she responded.

“More nervous than anything to tell you the truth.” I told her.

“You want to come over and watch some TV with me or something? I could rent a movie, whatever.” she asked with an impish grin.

“Oh geez Steph, I don’t know. I don’t want to cause any problems for you.” I replied.

“Screw em, we’re both adults. They will just have to get over it.” she giggled.

I was still very hesitant for several reasons. One of course was the damage it could do to Stephanie at school. But secondly, she was also Ashley’s friend, which meant double trouble for me. Although I had to admit, she was so precious standing there, her body slightly bouncing up and down, like she was anxiously waiting for a huge surprise. Besides, I had been honest with Ashley, I offered her everything I had.

She didn’t seem like being together long term was anything she saw possible. Maybe she was right, what I wanted was not possible.

“Oh heck, why not. At least for a little while.” I answered.

“Oh good, follow me.” she squealed.

As I got into my truck I had to laugh at Stephanie, she was so much not the adult she pretended to be at school. She liked to have fun, she didn’t take herself seriously at all. Sometimes in this high pressure world, spending time with a person like that was a big relief. I knew exactly where she lived, I had dropped Ashley off there once. I followed her to her house across town, relieved that no one seemed to be outside in the general vicinity. I followed her into the small but neat home, she closed the door behind me.

She led me to the center of the home, where she had a very small but well decorated sitting room. There were two small sofa’s, a small table, and a large TV mounted on the wall. She invited me to sit down and make myself at home, she went out to the kitchen to get a couple of soft drinks. She returned quickly, kicked off her shoes and sat down next to me on the small sofa.

“So tell me about tomorrow and the draft? Where do you want to end up?” she asked.

“I really don’t care where I go, as long as someone drafts me. I just want to keep playing football. For a few more years at least.” I answered.

We talked for the next hour or so about all the possibilities that could occur the following day. She then basically told me her life story and how she had come to end up in a small town teaching high school. She had been engaged to be married a few years back, but had caught her boyfriend with her room mate in college. She walked out on both of them that night and really never looked back. She finished school, then moved to get a fresh start. She had only been in one serious relationship in her life. We then got around to me, she was amazed that I had never been in a real relationship. The entire time we were talking, it seemed that she became more and more open. She began to gently touch my arm, or my leg when she was trying to make a point. I glanced at my watch again, noticing that it was getting close to nine o’clock. I figured that maybe I should start to head home, even though I knew I was not going to be able to get much sleep with tomorrow looming over me.

“It’s getting late Steph, I have a huge day tomorrow, I better get going.” I said.

“It’s not late, besides you have nothing to do.” she pouted.

“That’s true, but still, I think it’s time to go.” I said softly.

“Brian, before you go, I need to tell you something.” she said, resting her hand on my leg.

She had very tiny hands, they were so soft and delicate. I could tell she was reaching down deep, I had no idea what she was about to say. She took a deep breath, paused, then began to speak.

“Brian ... I don’t exactly know how to say this, so I am just going to say it. Please, before you interrupt me, let me finish.” she started.

“I am extremely attracted to you, in fact lately you’re all that I can think about. I haven’t had feelings like this for a man in almost three years. Maybe my timing is incredibly bad, I know you’re possibly moving away soon but I had to tell you. Being really close to Ashley has made this even more difficult.” she continued.

“I actually spoke to her once about this subject. She objected so strongly that I dropped it immediately. I know it would cause problems between us, that can’t be helped. So anyway, that’s it.” she ended.

She exhaled deeply then set back in the sofa almost like she was waiting for bad news. Once again, I had no choice but to smile and laugh slightly. Her demeanour was just so cute and innocent, she made me feel so at ease.

“You think that’s funny?” she asked frowning, but grinning as well.

“No, it’s just the way you say things.” I laughed.

“I’m being serious.” she said, slapping my arm, “You don’t find me attractive?”

“Oh no, that’s not it. I think you’re gorgeous Steph.” I answered.

I could see she was immediately relieved by my last statement. In fact it seem to bring her back to life, she leaned forward like she wanted to hear more.

“It’s just with all that’s about to happen, I think starting a relationship would not be wise at this point.” I replied.

“Well, let me worry about that.” she answered, putting one arm on the back of my neck.

She pulled me down towards her, at the same time moving her face towards mine. My lips touched hers gently at first, almost like we were both afraid of the other’s reaction. That feeling passed quickly as I felt her tongue pushing over my lips, plunging deep into my mouth. She pulled back from me quickly, stood up, faced me, then straddled my lap in one quick motion. Before I could even react she was sitting on my lap, her lips once again pressed to mine. I pulled her small, very soft body into mine feeling her breasts against my chest. Soon I could feel her hips moving, she was beginning to grind her pussy against my rock hard cock. The feeling was incredible, soon I found myself pushing back, my hands grabbing her ass, holding her tighter. She pulled away from me for a second, her face just inches from mine.

“God, I have dreamt about this for months. I want you now.” she whispered, hoarsely.

“Steph, I uh ... Well, I have never really ... You know...”

“You have never made love before?” she asked, her eyes opening wide.

“Not really. I have fooled around, but never the real thing.” I admitted, almost embarrassed.

“Well then, there are two things you need to know, big boy.” she giggled, kissing me quickly on the lips.

“What’s that?” I answered.

“First, Steph is about to rock your world like it’s never been rocked before.” she said, kissing me quickly again.

“Second, you need to know that you can never leave a woman wanting more. You let her cum as many times as she can. You let her tell you enough.” she giggled.

“Is that so?” I laughed.

“That is so. And just so you know, I cum a lot.” she said.

She leaned back towards me, her mouth covering mine, her hips rocking back and forth once again. By now, any and all reservations I had were gone, I was past the point of stopping. I felt Steph slide back on my legs, her weight resting on my knees. She continued to kiss me passionately as I felt her hands opening my jeans. Within a few seconds, she had unbuttoned my jeans, pulled the zipper down and had my rock hard cock between her fingers. She wrapped her small hand around my cock, stroking me gently but firmly. She looked down between her legs, her eyes bright and wide.

“Mmmmm what a cock, I can’t wait to feel you inside of me.” she purred.

She released my cock, stood up in front of me and began to slowly remove her clothing. First she reached down, unbuttoned her jeans, sliding them down her legs, then stepping out of them. She then reached up and with one quick movement, pulled her shirt off, tossing it to the floor. She was wearing a black and white matching panty and bra set, she looked as if she had just stepped out of a lingerie catalog. Her body was even better than I had imagined, firm, very toned.

She bent over and grabbed my jeans by the legs, pulling them down my body quickly. She then reached up and pulled my shorts down, tossing them on the floor. My cock was standing straight up, I don’t think I had ever been that hard in my life. She reached around her body, quickly releasing her bra, lowering it as her eyes locked onto mine. Her breasts were perfect, full but firm, her nipples were rock hard. She pulled her panties off quickly, stepping back towards me, once again straddling my lap. As she eased herself down, I felt her tiny hand wrap around my cock pulling it forward away from my body slightly. Almost at the same time, I felt the tip of my cock brushing against her pussy. She was looking me dead in the eyes as she slowly lowered her small body on my rigid shaft. I cannot describe the feelings I was having as I slipped deep inside of a woman for the first time in my life.

Her pussy was very tight, it fit my cock like a glove. She was wet, very wet, her juices coating my cock, running down my balls. As soon as she had my cock completely buried in her pussy, she began to move up and down slowly, her eyes glued to mine. I knew two things at once, in no particular order. First, Stephanie was just as aroused as I was, that was for sure. Second, no matter how much I would try, I was not going to last very long.

“Oh my God, it’s been so long. I can’t believe how fucking good this feels.” she whispered to me, “I’m gonna cum quick.”

She hastened her pace, I felt her grinding her clit against the base of my cock. It took maybe thirty seconds before she arched her back, her hands locked around my neck. Her body began to spasm violently, she slammed down hard on my cock.

“Fuck ... Oh my God ... Yes, Yes, Yesssssssssssss.” she screamed loudly.

I held her hips tightly as she rode wave after wave of pleasure, her body rigid and taunt. Eventually I felt her body relax, her back straighten, then she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine gently, her body once again slowly rising up, then down again. I could still feel her pussy contracting around my cock, fluids pouring from her.

“Oh fuck that was good Brian.” she whispered into my mouth, as she kissed me.

She slowly moved up and down on my cock, her motion becoming steady and consistent once again. I can’t describe the feelings I was having, my entire body was on fire. With absolutely no warning, Stephanie plunged her body down, hard on my cock, another orgasm wracking her body.

“Jesus Christ ... That feels so fucking good...” she cried out.

Once again I held on to her small, firm body as she gyrated her hips on my rigid cock, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly. This one was not quite as long as the first, but seemed every bit as intense. Slowly once again, she began to resume control of her body. Soon she had resumed her previous motion, her hips steady back and forth, her clit still grinding against the base of my cock. She kissed me passionately, her tongue plunging into my mouth, greedy with desire. She pulled back from me, her eyes fixated on mine again.

“Now it’s time for me to make you feel good baby.” she whispered.

Almost immediately she lifted her body off of mine, my cock springing back against my body with a slap. She kneeled down on the floor between my legs, her hand pulling my cock forward. She quickly sucked the head of my cock into her warm, soft mouth. I felt a shudder run down my spine as her mouth moved up and down on my shaft, her tongue swirling along the length. I knew I was ready to explode, it was time.

“Steph, I’m gonna cum, watch it.” I warned.

She released my cock from her mouth briefly, her head tilted up toward mine, her eyes looking deep into my soul.

“Cum in my mouth baby, please.” she asked, lust dripping with every word.

She lowered her mouth on me again, her lips sucking the head of my cock deep into her throat. I cried out in pleasure as I felt the cum racing up my cock. The first blast rocketed against her throat with such force, she couldn’t swallow fast enough, she gagged once, then regained her composure. She was prepared for the next three waves of cum that exploded in her mouth. She continued to suck me as my orgasm subsided, her tongue swirling over the head of my cock. Even as my cock softened in her mouth, she still gently licked and sucked on my shaft making sure every drop had been deposited in her willing mouth. Finally she opened her lips and my limp cock fell from her mouth onto my leg.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she said, moving up to me.

Before I even realized what she might be doing, it was too late. She leaned in quickly, pressing her lips to mine, I had no choice. Her tongue plunged into my mouth, her eyes looking into mine for a reaction. I was tasting cum for the first time in my life and even though it was mine, I was not sure how I felt about it. But, I responded to her, it was too late to object now. Soon I found myself kissing her passionately, my tongue deep inside of her mouth. I sensed that she was extremely turned on by the fact I was not afraid to taste my own semen. One touch of my hand on her pussy confirmed that exact thought, she was soaking wet again.

I lifted her off and me and pushed her on to her back quickly. I assumed the spot she had just been kneeling on, grabbing her legs and pulling them over my shoulders. I lowered my head and quickly drove my tongue deep into her hot, wet pussy.

“Fuckkkkkkkkk, oh my god that’s good babyyyyyy.” she squealed.

I plunged my tongue in and out of her wet pussy as fast as I could, my hands gripping her ass firmly. She reached down and began to run her hands through my short hair, soft moans passing through her lips. I reached over her thigh with one hand and found her hard, red, swollen clit. Using my fingers, I pushed back the hood, then sucked her clit up between my lips. I felt her respond immediately, her back arching off of the sofa.

“Oh shit, suck it baby, suck my clit...” she moaned.

I continued to suck her swollen bud between my lips, my tongue dancing off the end of it. It took maybe thirty seconds for her to lose control of her senses, once again. She grabbed my head firmly and pulled my face into her pussy, holding on tightly. She began pushing her hips up, attempting to drive her clit deeper into my mouth.

“Fuck ... Fuck ... Fuck...” she cried out.

I felt a wave of liquid pass across my tongue, across my lips and down my face. She was now cuming in my mouth, and it was clear, she loved it. This orgasm was harder and longer than the first two. Her fluid continued to spray against my mouth, I could feel it running down my chest, it was intense. As she had done just moments before for me, I continued to gently suck and lick her clit long after her orgasm had subsided. She was now laying back on the sofa, her face flushed, her hand gently stroking my hair, a smile on her face. I eased my tongue back deep inside of her pussy, tasting what was left of her cum.

As I moved over her, I pressed my lips to hers gently, my tongue grazing her lips. She once again, kissed me back passionately, her arms pulling me close, holding me tight. By now my cock was once again rock hard, a fact that she realized as she reached for me.

She quickly turned sideways on the small sofa, her arms pulling me over her. With one hand she guided my rigid cock to the lips of her pussy. I pushed forward slightly, easing my cock inside of her still soaking, wet pussy. She put both of her hands on my hips as I started to increase the speed of my thrusts.

“Fuck me baby, Fuck my pussy hard. Make me cum again...” she urged with renewed passion.

It took less than a minute before I was crying out again, my cock buried deep in her womb. I felt wave after wave of hot cum explode from my cock, coating her pussy with thick hot semen. I rolled her over, sliding my body under hers, then pulling her back on top off me.

She leaned up and pressed her lips to mine softly, her tongue flicking across my lips. She had a warm glow about her, one that was strange to me.

“Are you ok, Steph.” I asked.

“I’m more than ok. God I feel so good. Thank you so much.” she answered.

“Oh no, Steph. Thank you, that was incredible.” I responded.

“So that was really your first time Brian?” she asked.

“Yes, it was. I will never forget it either.” I said.

“Well, you’re pretty damn good for a first timer. You got me off three times, and man did I get off.” she said, kissing me quickly on the lips.

I pulled her head back down to my chest, wrapping my arms around her tightly. We just laid there for a long time, holding each other. I had never met a woman like Stephanie before. She was incredibly sexual, a woman who let you know what she wanted. But she was also a woman who cared about your pleasure as much as hers. Finally she lifted her head and whispered softly to me.

“Let’s go take a shower.” she urged.

I followed her down the hall into the small bathroom, we both stepped inside. She turned on the water and soon the small room was steaming hot. We stepped inside of the shower together, she quickly grabbed the full bar of soap and begin to gently scrub my body. She had this way about her, she made you feel like you were the only thing that mattered at that moment. I reached and took the bar of soap from her small hand and began to rub it across her body. Softly but firmly, I soaped up her ample breasts, my hand sliding down her stomach. I turned her around and washed her shoulders, then down to her back. As she turned back around, I pressed the bar of soap between her legs, my finger easing into her wet pussy. She moaned her approval as I slipped my finger deep inside of her.

She took the bar of soap back from my hand, cupping it between both of her small hands. She then placed them around my cock, stroking it softly, the soap acting as a lubricant. Her tiny hands quickly had my cock throbbing once again, my heart racing in anticipation.

She turned me around and pushed my back against the fiberglass wall of the shower.

“You only got to cum twice, you get one more.” she giggled.

She then once again got down on her knees, her mouth swallowing my hard cock quickly. I can’t describe the feeling adequately, hot water washing over my body, her warm mouth around my cock. I lowered my hands to her head, my fingers gently running through the wet strands of her hair.

She had one hand around the base of my cock, the other softly caressing the underside of my balls. Her tongue was swirling on the underside of my cock, just under the head. Once again, her expert mouth had me reeling, I extended my arms against the shower walls for balance.

“Fuck Steph, I’m gonna cum again.” I grunted.

This time she pulled my rock hard cock from her mouth and began to furiously pump it, the head pointed at her breasts. It took just a few strokes of her tiny hand to achieve success. Rope after rope of cum erupted from my cock, coating her breasts in white, milky liquid. She firmly stroked my cock, squeezing each drop of cum from the head.