Being a sports star has its inevitable perks. Fame, fortune and added attention from the opposite sex to name but a few. Bobby Jansen was no exception. By the age of 18, Bobby had signed a lucrative deal with one of England's top soccer sides, Trenton Utd. By the age of 20, he was a regular in the national team and one of Europe's leading players with a reputation as a lady's man.
His boot sponsors, Adidas were shooting a TV commercial and called in their top stars to promote their new line of sportswear. Bobby was one of their bigger names, but Anna Kournikova was the main attraction. Bobby went through the motions – he wasn't really one for the cameras. The production crew filmed him knocking a ball around for a few minutes and said they had everything they needed for the commercial. He was asked to stick around for a while just in case they needed to shoot some more footage, but he didn't mind – Anna Kournikova was up next and he was eager to see her in action.
He'd seen her on TV before, but the cameras clearly hadn't done her justice. She had the shapeliest athletic body he'd ever seen. She stood at around 5'8" with long curvy legs. She wasn't blessed with a big chest but her smallish breasts suited her perfectly. Her long blonde hair trailed all the way down her back and shone beautifully under the studio headlights. He wanted her then and there, but she didn't seem to notice him standing in the corner. As it turned out, the crew didn't need him for any further footage, but he stuck around hoping to try his charm on the Russian beauty. Just as she was leaving, he got a call from his agent on his cell phone. What his agent said wasn't important – what was important was that he missed his chance – she left without saying a word. As he was leaving the building he heard a quiet sobbing from down the corridor to his left. He looked down the corridor to see the object of his desire leaning against the wall, crying into her hands.
"Hey … it's Anna, right?" he said, hoping to get her attention.
"Yes." She replied without looking up. She burst into tears again.
He put his hand on her shoulder. "What's up … it can't be that bad."
"I can't stand all of this. I come here, I perform for the camera, then go on to the next shoot, or interview or some other stupid event. Then I have to train for the next tournament. All I want is some time to myself." She seemed a little better after getting it all off her chest.
"Hey listen, why don't you and I grab a coffee … it'll take your mind off things for a bit." Bobby was genuinely feeling sorry for her now, he wasn't just trying to get on her good side.
"I suppose, but I don't even know your name." Anna looked at him a little more intently now. "No, wait. You play football don't you? You were at the shoot as well."
"Robert Jansen's the name, but you can call me Bobby if you like." They left together and took a cab to a coffee bar Bobby knew. They were lucky not to get noticed by fans or an over eager press photographer, but the place was nearly empty. They got to talking and it turned out that they had a great deal in common. They both had shot to fame at an early age and were both known as much for their good looks and celebrity status, as their sporting prowess. There was an obvious attraction between them and they couldn't keep their eyes off each other. The hours passed and it was getting late. As it turned out they were staying at the same hotel. The sports company had put them both up at the Hilton for the night.
They caught another cab back there with the intention of calling it a day, but as they were about to part and go to their separate rooms, Anna had a change of heart. "Why don't you come in for a bit? We can open up the mini bar. I don't get to drink too often!"
How come he refuse an offer like that? They sat on the end of the bed and cracked open some of the more expensive liquors but before they were through their first bottle, the mood changed. Before they had only been flirting, but now it was clear what was on each other's minds.
Anna put her glass down and stared intently into his eyes. "I don't meet that many men you know." She put her hand on his thigh and leaned in to kiss him on the lips. Bobby opened his body up to her and they embraced, their lips meshing together. She was wearing a short summer dress and he found it easy to undo the cords holding it onto her supple body. She slipped lithely out of the dress and lied back on the bed in her lingerie. Bobby stood up and stripped down to his boxers, with Anna watching on approvingly. She stood up in front of him and embraced him again, her hands slipping down his back and onto his boxers. She pulled them down to the floor, lowering herself to sit back on the bed. His cock was mere inches from her face. Anna took his semi erect tool in her left hand and guided it to her eager lips. She gently licked the underside of his cock and as she did so, she felt it getting harder. She slowly but firmly sucked on the tip of his now erect and throbbing tool. He moaned gently, and she responded to his appreciative sound by taking his cock deeper into her mouth. She sucked and swirled her tongue around him faster wanting to make him come.