This will be my third installment regarding the adventures of Vivian and Joey. i truly hope that you like it, and that you'll let me know. Also, if you don't like it, please let me know and why. All participants are assumed to be disease free as they engage in condom-less sex.
"Come on Joey! You've got this!" Vivian, Aunt Genie, and Vivian's best friend Maria Infante', yelled from the stands as they watched Joey's last wrestling match. If he wins, then his school will capture its first ever Wrestling City title.
As usual, Genie did her best to remain inconspicuous, but somehow, the former Adult Film starlet's fame outshined her ability to remain anonymous.
"Excuse me Ma'am, But Aren't you...?" A gentleman sitting next to her asked.
"No. I'm not. She's slightly taller." Was her response.
"Damn! After all the years of Gonzo, amateur, internet, and free porn, you'd think that the general public would've forgotten my ass considering that it's been nearly 20 years since I last fucked on film." Genie whispered to Maria.
"Shit! Would you look at the cup that the cute black one is sporting? His dick must be 13 inches long, as well as round." One of the female onlookers said to Vivian.
Vivian didn't take offense, there was noway that this woman could've known what Joey and her meant to each other, and she sure as hell wasn't about to tell her differently.
"I wouldn't know. He is my little brother though." She said in reply.
"Shiiiiiit! Gurl, does he have a big brother?"
"No. Unfortunately, it's just him, no other brothers." Vivian replies with a satisfied smile. She didn't realize prior to that moment that it gave her a small sense of pride to be getting each night what so many other women appeared to covet.
And what probably came as a surprise to no one in the gym, Joey dominated his opponent all the way to victory.
"Way to do it baby! I love you!" Vivian shouted, however, she was drowned out due to a thunderous symphony of applause as the referee raised Joey's arm in victory.
Joey's high school had always been known as a football powerhouse, as well as an occasional state basketball title holder. Coach Zimmerman brought the wrestling program out of obscurity during Joey's freshman year.
As Joey made his way through the crowd toward his sister/lover as well as the rest of his small tight knit family that also consisted of Regina Summers aka Aunt Genie, and his "play" Aunt Maria, he is stopped by a white man in an expensive suit.
"Impressive victory Mr.Summers, the kid that you beat? McCormick? He was a three to one favorite to win today. I guess, no one told you huh?"
Three to one. Joey knew that Coach Z liked to leak bullshit to the media in an attempt to change the odds on his wrestlers.
One of our kids has a tweaked ankle. It's going to hamper him a lot.
This Kid's parents are having marital issues. His heart may not be in the match.
This kid has knocked up his girlfriend, he may be tempted to throw the match for cash.
It didn't matter which rumor he started, as long as it gave his best fighters longer odds to overcome, then the more he made when he placed his bets.
"Odds aren't a deciding factor, only Skill Mr..."
"Lorenzo. Frank Lorenzo." The man with the slicked back hair in the Italian suit told him. "I'm a pro wrestling promoter and manager."
"Ok."
"Look kid, I know what you're thinking. This guy here wants to sell me some bullshit about getting into this fake ass shit on TV." Lorenzo said.
"That's a distortion of the truth Sir. Wrestling may have predetermined outcomes and scripted storylines, but I'd do a disservice to icons like Mick Foley by claiming that him falling off of the top of a cage onto a concrete floor was somehow faked. I'm smart enough to know the difference."
"Good kid good." Lorenzo said as he looked around to see who, if anyone was watching him. "I have a proposal for you, but, don't contact me until you graduate. I'm not supposed to be talking to you right now, so here..." He slides Joey a business card. "Contact me once you're done with High School."
"Sure. But why?"
"Kid. I'm going to make you a millionaire several times over."
...
Joey finally reaches his family after several congratulatory hi fives and mini conversations from the crowd. The first to greet him is Maria.
"Congratulations Mio'!" She says to Joey as she embraces him tightly. She stares into his eyes, and for the first time, she gains a true understanding of why Vivian is so attracted to him.
"Come here Nephew! Give Auntie some love!" Genie said as she ripped Joey from Maria's arms. As they get close, She discreetly whispers into his ear, "I'll congratulate you later."
Joey gently breaks the hug, all the while knowing what Genie meant by "later."
He then turns to Vivian. It's as if at that moment, there is no one else In the entire gymnasium but himself and his woman.
He grabs her, takes her into his arms and lifts her up and spins her around.
He is just about to pull her tongue into his mouth for a deep soul stirring French kiss when they both realize where they are.
"Later." They both say in unison.
"Joey?" A familiar voice says as they break their embrace.
"Amanda?"
"Yes."
"Well, this is a surprise." He says as he eyes his ex girlfriend. Amanda was a true Nordic beauty. Flowing Blonde hair, with dark blue eyes, she had an ass like a rap video vixen, which she showed off in her Daisy Duke cutoff shorts. Her toes were painted fire engine red, and she displayed them in her platform rubber flip flops. Her breast were tight and perky, her lips full and soft. Was her pussy nice and tight? Joey had no idea as he never got to fuck his Caucasian ex girlfriend.
"It's good to see you. By chance, can we talk? Maybe in private?" She asks.
"Talk? About what exactly? Do you want to talk about the fact that you dumped me after I lost my scholarship? Or, perhaps we should discuss the fact that you're here now. Perhaps, you want to jump back on the bandwagon now that you think the wheel has been fixed after I won today?"
"You lost your scholarship? When did that happen?"
"Seriously Amanda? The same day that you dumped me. Surely that played into your decision."
"Baby No! That wasn't it at all. The fact is, I was scared. I knew that you'd be leaving for university, I knew that I wouldn't be there, and I knew that there'd be thousands of girls that wanted you that either looked like me, or better than me on campus."
"If that's the case, then why not have that discussion with me?"
"I tried too! That's why I came by the following Sunday."
"Didn't Vivian Tell you?"
"Ok, that's enough for today." Genie says. "Young lady, this isn't the time or place. Call him next week."
A confused Amanda nods and turns to walk away. Joey looks quizzically at Vivian.
"Vi? Is this true?"
"Naw. Fake news honey." She told him.
"Sigh, I figured as much."
Maria, who knew that Amanda did indeed stop by, pulls Vivian aside as they walk to the parking lot.
"So, Chica? Are you not going to tell him the truth?"
"I'm taking that one to my grave." Vivian said, as she thought of the other secret regarding her rendezvous with her ex lover Bruce, and the wisdom of keeping that a secret as well.
"He loves you Chica. Surely, he'd understand."
"He may. Then again, why take a chance?"
...
The following day.
"Come on Chica! Pump it out! One more!" Maria shouted at Vivian as she tried to increase her one rep mass by hoisting up 340 pounds on the bench press. Vivian struggled under the massive weight, a weight that most men would be hard pressed to get above their own heads. Vivian eventually triumphed! This was another hill that she had conquered as she raised the massive weight high.
"Oye Chica! You did it!" Maria exclaimed.
Vivian's lower body twitched on the bench. Endorphins flooded into her as if the mighty Mississippi River had been rerouted into a residential neighborhood. She couldn't believe what she had just done.
She also couldn't believe that she had just benched 340...
"Gurrrrl! Let me tell ya!" Vivian said to her bestie and spotter. "Do you remember Arnold's famous line from the movie documentary Pumping Iron?"
"Training is like cumming."
"Exactly! Only in my case, evidently training made me cum just now." Vi said as she toweled off and wiped down her bench.
"Oye Chica! And they say that "the gear" doesn't have any positive side effects." Maria added, referring to anabolic steroids in bodybuilder slang.
Just at that moment, they are approached by a tall handsome African American dark skinned man. His eyes seem to be fixated on Vivian.
"May we help you?" Maria Asked.
"Uh, Yes. I was wondering if I could get on your schedule for some personal training sessions." He said to Vi.
She gives him a very thorough once over. He appears to already be in shape, and there was something else off about him.
The gym that they were in was old school, no machines, only free weights; also it had certain unwritten rules that all regulars followed. One of which, was that everyone worked out barefoot, no shoes no socks. This generally bought a bit of delight to the other gym goers as they got to catch a peek at the beautiful manicured feet of both Vi and Maria.
But this guy was wearing sneakers.
"I'm sorry sir, but I'm preparing for a contest, I don't have the time to train anyone else right now."
"Oh, ok." He said with a bit of disappointed in his tone. "By chance, would you be interested in maybe catching a drink with me sometime?" He asked hopefully.
"I'm sorry again Dear, but, I'm in a serious relationship; very serious." She said with emphasis.
He smiled politely, nodded, and dismissed himself.
Maria watched him leave with a shit eating grin on her face.
