"What is taking him so long?" she thought to herself. Renee poked at her food with her fork as she waited, and waited some more. Her date, Mark, whom she had been seeing for while was on a cell phone call. She was used to being on call herself.
Renee's life as sports newscaster in Milwaukee was as pleasant as it was dull. She covered the local sports teams and coming out of college it was what she wanted to do. Nowadays as time passed on she wondered how her life, coming as she had planned, seemed so empty; so dull.
Renee lifted her eyes long enough to see a familiar face at the bar. It was Derrick Gibbs, a forward with the basketball team Renee often covered. He was always available after games, active in the community and a solid player for some time with the team. His career was above average at best. 5 years into the league he was the type that "got it", did his job, was nice to the fans and was a steadying force on the roster. He was also a good looking guy with a smile that made most girls swoon.
Mark sat down and broke Renee's gaze, startling her almost. "Sorry, long story. Now I've got cold food and shit to worry about for tomorrow." He quipped.
"Something that bad?" She asked.
"Nah, bill is freaking out about silly shit. Really nothing, he wants to fly out earlier now so we can get prepared even more than we already are. I'm fine, he's the type of guy that studied for a test 10 hours when 2 will do in school." Mark began to tell of the time that he and Bill roomed together in school.
The two spent the evening together and ended up back at Renee's on the sofa. After some making out Renee's shoulder straps were slipping down and her skirt hiking up her long legs. Her 5'10 frame was slender and her thighs were marvels of tone and definition as she and mark fumbled about.
Mark was nicely built, about 6'3 a little lanky. He buried his face in her chest as he fumbled with his belt, and she took off his tie. There was no rush or urgency in their motions. They slowly got each other undressed and Mark pressed himself into Renee. Her long legs spread, feet on the floor as Mark went to work on her. His cock was nice and gave her reasons to moan into his ear and grab at his back. He worked her and began to cum.
He emptied himself into the condom and froze as they held each other. Him breathing heavily on Renee, she quite happily enjoyed the feeling of his cock filling the condom. He pulled back and went to the bathroom to clean up. Renee stared at her ceiling, quite a routine she thought to herself.
The next day at the Milwaukee practice facility Renee was staring blankly, she was startled by the cameraman as he got her back to reality. They went through several cuts,
"Noontime here at the teams practice facility as trade rumors swirl about. A lot of big names have been made available but the team's GM remains mum on the situation. Only offering fans the advice that he will do what is always in the best interest of the team, 'Not only in the short term, but long term as well.'"
They finished up and decided to go into the practice facility to try and get some reaction to the rumors. As always the newspaper and radio guys were all over. Renee walked along the gym floor as Derrick was putting away some basketballs.
"Hey Renee, working hard as always I see." Derrick remarked as he passed by Renee. He always remembered her. Most of the girls for the major networks were either short brunettes or tall blondes, there was something about Renee since the first time she came in the locker room 3 years ago. Renee wasn't a plastic doll, or a feisty spinner. She was a 5'11, former swimmer and now runner with strawberry blonde hair. She was lean and always dressed to impress professionally. Rarely cleavage and almost always pants, she had a sexuality that came from a calm demeanor and generally cheerful attitude.
"Could say the same for you, how was the bar last night. Saw you out with a couple of other guys." She asked back. Derrick was one of the few players that always took the time to talk about other things which for this reporter didn't bother her. He was genuinely nice to talk to. His history indicated that he talked and was always cordial with everyone so Renee never expected anything more.
"Don't tell anyone I'm out boozing now. Couple cousins came in town you know. I have to be the role model for the young guys. You know." He said jokingly.
"Oh yeah you 5-year 27 year old veterans. I mean such a maturity jump between you and the rookies."
"Hey now, we're the same age Renee. You know how those young reporters are. Staying up all night, drinking and bragging about the next expose!"
"Yeah you know it. Except we only get one roster spot. So what's the word around you guys? Anyone moving anytime soon?" Renee turned the conversation to at least get some word from the inside.
"I thought we were off the record."
"We are with you and being at the bar with those cousins of yours. Now about the trades? Hmmmmmm? Don't know anything?" Renee joked with Derrick.
"Well off the record, my cousins thought you were hot. Don't know if you caught them pointing at you. On the record, I have no idea. Everyone can be moved, I've heard thing about me, Steve, Michael, who knows. Some team from Alaska might come out of nowhere with the right package to get us."
"Well when they get a team in Alaska I'll let you know Derrick. Thanks. Off the record, how long are your cousins in town? I do have friends that are available" Renee joked.
"Oh I think your friends would be too wild for my boys." Derrick joked as they both laughed, they both left off with a chuckle and a bye to each other. Renee headed towards the beat writers just to chat with some of the guys.
Brian was a reporter for the 2nd biggest paper in town. He was chatting with some of the others. "Well if they do a trade for that guy it would probably have to be Steve and Derrick going just to match up the salaries."
The others chimed in and Renee got in the conversation. The boys were quick to accept Renee. She was quick witted and knew how to handle herself.
Mark had gone out of town leaving Renee for the weekend. They didn't see each other that often. Renee described their relationship at the moment as casual to her friends. They kind liked Mark, he was kind of into himself, and at least he wasn't a total ass. They had all wanted to go out as they weren't all together that often now that one of the friends had gotten married and another engaged. They had all decided to go dance and at least make some of those boys drool before two of their foursome got taken away. They all looked forward to Saturday.
Renee had to cover a game Friday night and record a game summary for the news. The game started late and wouldn't finish in time for a post game so all they needed from Renee was a short clip since the game would be in progress because her news station started the news earlier than the others at 10.
Renee got a call from her boss that they did in fact want a post game reaction. Just to see if they could catch film of any news or team turmoil. They were on a 3 game losing streak. Renee said no problem and waited for the team to finish. The locker rooms are always closed to the media at least for a short time so the players can finish. Even when the press are allowed in there are still guys roaming around in towels and sometimes nude. Renee always thought it funny. Some guys were bigger than others. She always though the height thing would bring proportion. She never got to see Derrick in anything other than a towel. She made her to some players got no real good footage and gave Derrick a shot.
"Derrick, rumor now is that many deals would involve you as a way to get money to work in several of the possibilities floating out there." Renee asked.
"Well there's not much you can do really. You have to play for whoever it is that you're with. I've been here all 5 years of my career thus far and would like to stay here. Then again I know that the GM has to do what he thinks is best for the team."
"You guys just lost again tonight, you get the next two days off. The trade deadline is 8 days away. Does it make the day off more stress filled or can you relax?"
"I'll take a day off just like any of you would. Does it sit in the back of your mind, getting traded, yeah but you can't sit there and stress about it. It's one of those things that's out of your control." Derrick responded.
"Thanks that should be enough. You should enjoy your day off, that's what they're for." Renee playfully added as her cameraman powered down.
"Oh I plan on enjoying it. You guys ever get days off from asking the same questions?" he joked back.
