Alicia Sacramone flipped through her magazine somewhat impatiently on the plane ride home from China. The 2008 Olympics had been a letdown for her. She had hoped, just like her entire team, that the Americans would be able to leave with the Gold Medal, but due to her falling off the balance beam, and then falling on her floor routine, they had to settle for second. Alicia didn't know what she would do next and she just wanted to get back home and not think.
She was excited about seeing her boyfriend, whom she had missed the past two weeks. She always enjoyed her hunk of a boyfriend, Matt. Even though gymnastics took up a large part of her life, she always tried to make time for Matt. To be honest, she loved giving Matt blowjobs. She loved letting Matt fuck her face. Alicia's heart started to beat a little bit faster at the idea of Matt spewing his load all over her. Sacramone put down her magazine and closed her eyes for a nap to pass the long flight.
After Alicia woke up, she was already in the US. She quickly showered and put on a miniskirt with a cute pink tank top that showed off her C cup tits. She picked up her cell phone and selected speed dial number 3. Matt quickly picked up. He sounded pumped to see her. She told him to pick her up at 8, in about thirty minutes.
30 minutes later, Alicia's doorbell rang; she ran down stairs, flung open the door and jumped into Matt's strong arms. Matt took a deep breath to smell Sacramone's sweet hair. She always smelled so good. He wondered how she was able to do that. They had a nice night consisting of a dinner and a movie. Throughout the movie Matt held Alicia's hand and every once in a while would look over to Alicia and smile. He loved the piercing in her cartilage. It hinted at danger, but was still classy. Throughourt the movie, Matt would get a little antsy as he was looking forward to what was going to happen after the movie.
After the movie, Matt started to drive back to his penthouse that his dad had given him. His parents had been in a divorce, and his dad, in a lame attempt to prove that he still loved Matt, ended up giving him a penthouse. As soon as Matt and Alicia had made it into the door, Matt pushed Alicia up against the wall and began to kiss her. Her lips tasted like sweet; like cake. Their tongues danced together as Alicia started to feel familiar butterflies in her stomach.