Cheerleader Lindsay Cums Home
Lindsay was glad to pull into the driveway of her studio apartment. Her place was a modest thousand square feet unit that was part of a cluster of eight dwellings. There was a shared central garden and courtyard. Behind each unit was a parking spot for one car. Lindsay valued the privacy of her location. She could socialize out front when she had time.
It had been a wild weekend. Lindsay was finally home after spending Saturday night paying off her bet to the football players from Virginia Tech. On her way home on Sunday she was pulled over by two crooked cops. They took Lindsay to an abandoned toy car factory.
Saturday's event was planned. Lindsay ended up doing more than just sucking off the winners of the bet. She fancied Wilson the defensive tackle visiting from Australia. He was the first to meet her at the warehouse on the other side of town. Wilson hung out with her in the morning the next day. He was funny, smart, and good looking.
When she wasn't thinking about Wilson, Lindsay's thoughts kept shifting back to her encounter with the police the next day. Sunday's events were not planned. Lindsay found herself in a tough situation. The two undercover cops pulled Lindsay over after watching her drive past them. She was buttoning her shirt up as she left the warehouse.
Being topless led to Lindsay getting pulled over, but it was her expired registration tags that put her in hot water. Things went from bad to worse once her car was searched. Lindsay had forgotten about the bag of powder taped to the inside of her spare tire. Faced with the prospect of having her car impounded and possibly being arrested, Lindsay decided to play sexy with the two undercover agents.
They were older and much more aggressive than the football players. Lindsay had to admit the more she thought about the weekend her time with the officers turned her on the most. She wondered what had gotten into her. Sleeping with five athletes from Virginia Tech's football squad was beyond anything she had ever done before. Lindsay figured she had just fulfilled a once-in-a-lifetime experience/fantasy.
Being the center of attention was more of a thrill than Lindsay expected. Yet, the rush Lindsay got being roughly handled by the undercover officers was even more of a rush. Perhaps it was because the cops were older and more controlling. Lindsay kept thinking about how they made her give her dildo head. Knowing they were filming her with a phone electrified the experience. Lindsay remembered how aroused she got once they told her they sent the video out. Her stimulation became intoxicating as waves of nerves crashed over her. Lindsay recalled dual feelings of anxiety and excitement upon hearing the tires of another car arriving at the abandoned toy car factory.
Lindsay was full of lust when the two men fucking her silly were joined by three others. The scene replayed in her mind as she played with herself in the shower. She wondered if something was wrong. Lindsay had always liked sex, but her partners had never been very controlling. This weekend she had been coerced into the most intense sexual experiences she had ever fantasized about and beyond.
Bing Bing. Lindsay's phone was ringing again.
"Where the hell have you been?" Jake asked.
"Jake, hey," Lindsay answered. "My phone died and I just got home from the warehouse."
"Just now?" Jake questioned. "You didn't have to spend the weekend with them."
"Well, they didn't show up until pretty late," Lindsay explained. "Besides I heard you were busy hanging out with Fiona." LIndsay expected Jake to be more concerned. Jake's tone was one of annoyance.
Jake avoided discussing Fiona and kept the conversation short. They agreed to meet up at school the next day.
Lindsay got out of class early the next morning. She grabbed a seat on the outdoor patio of the student cafe. Lindsay sipped her mocha well gazing out over the pathways leading from the main quad. She almost dropped her drink when she spotted Jake walking arm and arm with a female wearing a cowboy hat.
"Fiona, that bitch," Lindsay stammered to no one as she thrust her drink back onto the table.
Lindsay flashed a smile to the two guys sitting a few tables over. She crushed a napkin in her hand while glancing back over to the quad. Jake and Fiona were making out. They parted ways. Jake continued towards the cafe.
The two well dressed students turned their seats towards Lindsay. They weren't quite sure what was going on but Lindsay was a stunning sight. Her white cutout sweater sweater was pulled tight against her large breasts. The cutout exposed the skin of Lindsay's right shoulder. The top of her black silk laced bra caught several eyes. Lindsay noticed the two guys had turned their chairs towards her. She winked in their direction. She figured if there was a scene with Jake it would be good to have the audience on her side.
"Hey Lindsay," Jake said as he pulled up a chair next to Lindsay. "You must have gotten here early."
"Yeah, I didn't have any distractions along the way," Lindsay remarked with a smirk.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jake asked.
"You didn't even bother to check in with me after Saturday night did you?" Lindsay questioned. Her tone was rising in anger. After seeing Jake with Fiona, she had replayed the clues she had discounted. In her mind's eye Lindsay realized Jake had feelings for Fiona.
"Hey calm down," Jake answered. "I called you. Your phone went straight to voicemail. Didn't you get my messages?"
"I guess I was too busy to check," Lindsay replied. "Where's my half of the money?"
"Here you go," Jake responded. He slid an envelope across the table. "Who are those two eyeing you up?"
"They are a couple of friends from class," Lindsay lied as she turned and gave the two onlookers a short wave. Lindsay pulled her sweater down a bit further as she turned back toward Jake.
"So, are you going to tell me how the circle jerk went on Saturday?" Jake inquired.
"Circle jerk?" Lindsay asked, smirking. "Is that what you arranged?"
"I told you anything else was on you," Jake declared. He watched closely as Lindsay opened the envelope.
"There is only a thousand in here," Lindsay remarked. "Where is the rest?"
"We lost the game, remember?" Jake questioned. His voice was rising in volume as he became more defensive.
"Yeah, I was there," Lindsay answered. "You were supposed to have no problem beating Virginia Tech. I was the bait to get them to make such a foolish bet." Lindsay's tone was dripping with sarcasm. She glanced over to the other table. The two guys were trying not to be too obvious but they were enamored with the scene taking place. As Lindsay became animated her cutout sweater revealed more cleavage.
"Yes but I did all the arranging. I got it set up so we got paid whether we won or lost the game," Jake proclaimed. "I was the one who got them to pay up. In advance I might add."
"Well, I was the one who had to go over and play with them when you idiots lost the game," Lindsay howled back at Jake.
"You should be happy with what you got," Jake pointed out. "It was almost like two separate bets going on. You flirted with them beforehand at the bar."
"Oh, you make no sense you prick," Lindsay shouted back. "SInce they won, why did they pay?"
"They paid to get my permission to have fun with you." Jake answered with confidence. "My permission was the key."
"So, this is all I get?" Lindsay asked. "What the fuck? We agreed to split the money. Besides, all you did was lose."
"Hey, control yourself," Jake answered. "I already explained I did all the arranging. If we had won I would have split the money with you. Don't forget you could have done more to distract Virginia Tech during the game."
"Jake, you are an opportunist asshole, you know that," Lindsay said. "You are almost has bad at fucking as you are as being a running back."
"Watch it, Lindsay," Jake responded. "I've got all kinds of girls chasing after me."
"Really?" Lindsay questioned. "I sure don't hear your name being brought up in the cheerleader's locker room. Plenty of talk about Brad, Monte, and guys on other teams." Lindsay bit her lip when she slowly mouthed the word 'o-t-h-e-r'.
"So, you liked being the center of attention?" Jake asked. He felt a mixture of emotions. They hadn't been dating that long. Jake had a big crush on Fiona. She was moving back to town after graduating two years earlier.
"I am not telling you shit," Lindsay answered. "If anyone should be talking it should be you. I saw the cowboy hat you dickhead."
"Oh, did you?" Jake asked. "Look, don't get all bent out of shape because you flirted too much with those Virginia Tech boys."
