Still tingling with pleasure the morning after my lover exposed me to new sensual delights, I sat at the dining room table, sipping jasmine tea and reading the Sunday paper. Wrapped in my favorite warm house robe with my tucked beneath me I absently flipped the pages of the paper looking for stories of interest.
Picking up my croissant I tore a piece off savoring the warm buttery taste. I put down the main section opening the rest of the paper searching for something of interest. I pulled out the sports page and usually discard it for little interest when the top headline and a color picture caught my eye.
There he was, my lover plastered across the front page of the sports section. A silly smile covered my face as I saw that now familiar flashy grin and sexy green eyes. Then I noticed the wording on the headline.
BLUES PLAYER NEGOTIATING DEAL FOR CONTRACT OUTSIDE OF ST. LOUIS
My heart felt like a ten pound weight had been dropped on it as I read the article. My lover was a free agent and was seeking a new contract with other teams. I felt my eyes begin to well up with tears.
My mind was racing thinking how he had never mentioned thinking of leaving St. Louis. We had spent the last several months together as lovers. Last night had been the most incredible night of love making I had ever experienced.
Then the tears and sadness began to turn to anger at this man who had brought me such pleasure. After reading the paper however, a growing rage welled inside me feeling used and I decided then and there that I would get even not angry.
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I had picked up tickets just to the right of the players bench for the weekend hockey game. I had purchased a new leather skirt and white silk blouse.
Noticing the looks of appreciation from the fans sitting around me I decided the outfit had the desired result I was looking for tonight. I had just found my seat when the team began to walk out onto the ice.
From my seat close to the stairs, I could see them as they filed out to the ice one by one. I hadn't told my lover I would be at the game tonight.
I watched as the team lined up to practice shooting the puck toward Johnson. I noticed my lover was very focused on the game but then he turned his head my direction.
I slowly stood up and slid my black leather jacket off letting it fall to the chair. I could tell he saw me by the quick flash of his grin across his sexy face. I slid my fingers through my long blonde hair then slowly down across the front of my white silk blouse. My fingers continued sliding down along my full hips in the short leather skirt. Slowly smoothing my fingertips along the hem.
Smiling wickedly I let my tongue gently slide across my lips as I turned around and ever so slowly bent down as I reached inside my purse. I felt the soft leather sliding up my black stockings slowly edging higher and higher.