Chapter Four: Getting a little extra
"So, you fucked, a playboy model?" Alicia asked as she sat on my couch.
"Yeah," I said as she stared at me.
I felt it necessary to tell Alicia about my encounter with Helen. Since it seemed we were getting closer than the usual friendship.
"You're not mad?" I asked.
"I would've been mad if you didn't?" Alicia smiled. "Hell, I would've slept with her, if given the chance. And I don't find women attractive at all."
"I am glad that you aren't mad," I said.
Alicia smiled as she leaned in close to me. "So, what does she look like?"
"Like a playboy model," I shrugged.
"Well, I will just have to see for myself," Alicia said as she stood up.
She went to my computer that was across the room. "Sit," she ordered. I sat in my chair and went straight to the internet a simple search for Helen and there she was on the screen.
"A raven," Alicia said as she leaned over me. "Your first?"
I honestly never fucked a woman with jet black hair before, at least not a white woman with black hair. "Yeah," I said as Alicia's hand got on top of mine as she guided the mouse towards the images tab.
"Let's see what other pictures, she has on here," Alicia said, almost whispering in my ear.
It showed most of the tame pictures, primarily clothed in public or at shows. "Boring," Alicia said. "There we go," she said as she found a few shots of her playboy days. None of them nude, mostly in lingerie. "Well, she does look good in black," Alicia said as Helen posed in black lingerie on the back of a sports car.
"Yeah," I said as Alicia's other hand started rubbing on my chest.
"I bet she looked even better with your black cock inside of her," Alicia again whispered in my ear.
My cock was rock hard, and wanted to be released from my pants. "Did she let you fuck her raw, or did you have to wear protection?"
As she talked to me, she flicked through other images of Helen on the screen. "No protection." I said in barely a whisper as Alicia's hand reached my belt.
"Pull out, or filled her up?" Alicia said as she spun the chair around.
"Inside," I said as Alicia kneeled to the floor.
"Naughty girl, letting a strange black man fill her with cum," Alicia said as she unbuckled my belt. "Did she ask for it, or did you just dump it in her?"
"She asked for it," I replied as I watched Alicia's tongue circle the head of my cock.
"My kind of girl," Alicia said as she started sucking on my cock. Her head was bobbing up and down between my legs. "Did she suck on it like this," Alicia said as she bobbed her head up and down without looking up at me. "Or like this," she said as she stared at me.
"The first," I said, barely able to speak.
"Oh, she doesn't like to look up," Alicia said, shaking her head.
"She took all of it," I said, looking at Alicia's blonde hair.
"All of this?" Alicia said with both hands on my dick as she looked up at me. "She took all of this in her mouth?"
"Yes," I nodded.
Alicia looked at my dick and back up at me. "All?"
I nodded again.
Alicia tried to repeat the same thing Helen had done but stopped short; again and again, she repeated the same thing, willing and pushing herself to take all of my cock in her mouth.
Finally, she stopped with a loud gasp. "So, she is better than me at sucking this, but...."
Alicia took off her top and plunged my dick underneath her bra and between her breasts. "I am much bigger up top than she is," she stated as she bounced her vast boobs on my dick.
That was very true. I saw the size of Helen's bust online as we looked at her playboy stats. Helen was an E. I had no idea what size bust Alicia had, but it certainly blew an E out of the water.
"You're wondering how big are the boobs that are wrapped around your cock are?" Alicia asked as she increased the speed of her tit fucking.
I nodded with excitement. "H," Alicia said. "I was barely a C before I got them done, now they are a H, think she can top this?" Alicia said as she buried her head and licked the tip of my cock as it barely escaped its tit prison.
Alicia's canary yellow bra had my cock trapped between her two large globes as they bounced up and down, faster and faster. The friction between them increased as she pushed them together.
I barely had time to say I was cumming before I shot cum from between her boobs. Some of it escaped and splashed onto the tops of her breasts. The rest of it was trapped between them.
"I bet she can't do that, not like me anyway," Alicia said, releasing my dick from her boobs.
"You're too much," I said as I bent over to kiss her.
"Remember that," Alicia said as we kissed.
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I went to work the next day, the happiest man in the building. I had a great job that I was good at, which paid me a ridiculous amount of money.
I was making more money now than I ever did in my entire life. The first time they showed me the salary for the whole year, I almost fainted on the spot. They said it was the starting salary, and depending on how I did, it would increase.
Apart from the job, I had a woman that was a bombshell. Just walking down the street with her made me feel like I was on cloud nine. Never had I been with a woman that made other guys take second or third looks or walk into things.
Sure, she was a B movie actress who showed much more skin than many other actresses. Alicia stated that most of her movies didn't have her going topless but scantily clad and sometimes holding her breasts in her hands.
Her last movie was about space cheerleaders fighting aliens in scantily clad cheer uniforms. Of course, she mentioned there were many scenes with her big boobs bouncing up and down directly in front of the cameras, but never nude. I shrugged and fucked them again for good measure.
"Jackson," I said as I got off the elevator.
"Rod, my man," Jackson said as he walked toward me. "I heard you talked that Peterson kid into signing with us, good job."
"Yeah, he should be a good linesman for any team that picks him up," I said.
Jackson nodded. "You're doing good work here, keep it up."
I nodded as we went our separate ways. I loved the atmosphere here; everybody was on the same page. Sign athletes and get their names on the dotted line. That was the motto. But that wasn't all. If they were college athletes, we ensured they had good grades and a plan after their sports career was over.
I was busy taking a phone call from an international student trying to transition from their country to the states to play in the NFL.
When I noticed a familiar face pass my office. All of our offices had glass walls so we could see and not feel trapped inside.
I hurriedly ended the conversation and then walked out of my office. "Jason?" I said as I saw the prominent figure sitting in our lounge area.
"Rod?" the tall Hispanic man said as he stood up.
"Yeah," I nodded as we both shook hands.
"How long has it been?" Jason asked.
"Since I graduated and you went to play ball," I said as I stood by an old college friend.
"Of course," Jason nodded.
Jason Guerra was just like me, but instead of the gridiron, he was the star of the diamond. He had set records in our college that still hadn't been broken.
"Last I heard you were dominating the diamond," I said as we sat down.
"I hadn't dominated anything," Jason shook his head. "Played a few good games and had some good runs, even some tight playoff games, but dominated, nah, not me."
"I hear you," I nodded.
"Don't get me wrong, I had some real good games, set a few team records, but getting to the big game, nah," Jason said. "What about you?"
"Working here now," I said. There was no need to tell my past. Everyone knew I didn't go any further than college.
"That's right," Jason nodded. "Man, you should have gone. Now you would've dominated, that's the truth."
"We will never know," I shrugged.
"True," Jason nodded. "You should give me your number, some of the guys still hang now and then, play some light tackle football at the park, get a few drinks. They would love to see you."
"Catching up," I nodded. "That would be good."
"Yeah, definitely," Jason said. "So, what brought you out here, last I heard you were in Georgia."
I told him about Carl and how I got away from him and was offered a job here.
"Stay away from that motherfucker, I am telling you he is bad news," Jason said, shaking his head. "That guy is the definition of living in the past."
"Yeah, I learned my lesson," I nodded.
"Good," Jason nodded.
"So, what brings you here?" I asked.
Jason told me about his second son. His first hadn't been interested in any sports. Jason went on and on about his first son with his first wife, being lazy and not wanting to work and staying home. His second son with his second wife was different and was trailblazing his own path in Baseball.
Of course, that was when Jackson showed up. The two of them hit it off immediately, and we all went into one of the private lounges to get things settled.
"The thing is," Jason said. "We've been approached by other agencies, some of them are a lot better and well known."
Jackson nodded. "Of course, you could go with them," he said as he sat back and stared at Jason.
"Most of them have years of experience, got number one drafts under their belt, hall of famers," Jackson added. "None of them have what we have," Jackson stated. "We are lifers, even when your son stops playing, we will still be there, making sure he has a life after the game. We have coaches that will be there to help with his financial situation to help him make the most of it, so he doesn't blow it all on a car, or a flashy house."
"Or women," I added.
"Exactly," Jackson nodded. "We want to make sure, what happened to you, or some of the others that didn't have good agents, doesn't happen to anyone under our umbrella."
Bringing up what happened to Jason made the wheels inside Jason's head turn. I heard rumours about trade disputes and not being happy about how he was treated. Hearing Jackson mentioning Jason's past made me think those rumours were true.
"My wife thinks that we should go with Excell," Jason said. "She makes some valid points."
"They are a great agency," Jackson nodded. "Your son will do good with them. Most of their agents are on first name basis with many owners and coaches around all the leagues."
"They don't have any ex-players working for them," I said. "We have two, me included."
