It was a few years ago but it is still fresh in my mind. I was a star football player and Quarterback in High School and College, then went to the Pros. My story was in all the papers and was front page news for some time. I was sexting my interviewer and locker room lover many times before I got caught by my wife and teammates. What did me in was a photo of my cock seen on my phone by my friends when I was drunk.
It all started after college when I was playing pro football. In the high school and college games women are not allowed into the locker rooms and shower areas period. In the pros it's all open to every reporter be they male or Female. Some of the female reporters have
one track minds like the men and that's to have sex for a story at all costs. Sometimes you can be in the shower and they come right in and start asking questions as you are "soaping up" Those are the good times. But other times they pester you in the dressing room/locker room area in front of your teammates and can number as many as 15-20. Eye contact is not is not their goal, they are checking out your package and comparing notes on every cock they see. You have no privacy and sometimes a stray erection is suffered in front of everyone.
My favorite reporter was Rhonda, she was hot and worked out, and had 36DD's and knew how to show them without the camera's around. We met one day when I was in the training room recovering from an injury suffered during the last weeks game in Washington
D.C. I was in the whirlpool focused on my latest knee injury when she walked in and introduced herself. She was a southern belle with a very sexy accent and smelled wonderful. She sat on the side of the tub as we chatted, me totally naked her fully dressed and taking notes. We were alone as the trainers were in other rooms providing treatment to others with injuries. I noticed her shirt was missing a button and could see some cleavage and she was looking down at my knee against the jetted tub. If I positioned myself just right I could deflect the jet to my groin area as well as my knee, and it was undetected with my growing boner.
In no time her simple questions had me sporting a full on erection and loving it.
Questions like "does it hurt?"
"does the healing go faster with hydrotherapy?"
"do you get massaged as well?" but the one question that "Bonded" us was
"can you show me your injury?"
Without any hesitation I stood in the 24" tub and showed her my injury and scars. We went thru each and every one, the time I got blindsided and clipped in Philly, the dog pile on my legs in Miami, the groin injury in Dallas, all the time standing there with a major 8" erection pointing at her as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
After about 15 minutes I sat down in the tub again and noticed she had a flush of red on her chest and exposed breasts. In my years with women I knew she was as interested as I was. She was staring at my cock the whole time and actually stopped taking notes at one time to lick her lips as if to say "tasty cock" my new friend.