A few surprised cries rise throughout the house, but I stay focused on Dixie. She's with a guy who's talking to her, oblivious to the fact she isn't listening to a single word he's saying. I move in their direction without the slightest idea of what I'm going to say to her or what I can do to prevent her from flirting with this little jerk.
When he sees me approaching, he calls out, "Holy shit! You're Player, the new quarterback! You're a stud and a half, man!"
I wonder if my wanted poster has been circulated around campus for everyone to recognize me, before realizing that my exploits speak for themselves. It’s impossible to miss the new star of the Jaguars.
The young man completely loses interest in Dixie to ask me questions about the game, which I answer while not looking at him at all, bored. I don't want to dwell on the subject. But he's too enthusiastic to realize that I don't care, and he continues, "Where did you learn to jump like that last touchdown? It was insane! I've never seen that kind of move. Man, keep it up and someone’s going to be offering youHUGE money to transfer to another school after the season’s over."
I frown at this idea. Would it piss my father off if I chose a less prestigious, ‘football factory’ school? Without a doubt. He's the one who decided everything regarding OMU. He’s an alum, that’s the bottom line, and he wants my legacy ass here. So yeah, just the thought of his face if I told him I was transferring to another school for a shot at the biggest-time in college football might actually be worth it.
My eyes meet Dixie's and my thoughts take another direction. I notice she's wearing a tight, low-cut dress that shows her off very well. Just because I've decided not to sleep with her doesn't mean I don't notice her assets, and she has very advantageous ones, starting with those sumptuous tits that are practically on full display.
I swallow. Yes, just the sight of the half globes of tanned skin has already made me hard, and if she were older, I'd have a great time fucking her. I can easily imagine the sensation of my dick sliding between those two, slick with sweat, precum, and more.
The guy continues talking about football, but I'm completely not listening anymore. He notices and finally walks away without further ado. I'm totally focused on Alabama who raises a surprised eyebrow as she returns my gaze.
"Did you get hit in the head?" she asks me.
"No, why?"
"You've been staring at me with googly eyes for a while now."
"Are we jumping straight to name-calling?"
She shrugs before dipping her lips into the contents of her cup. My attention shifts to the beverage it contains. "What are you drinking?"
Alabama's eyes narrow in suspicion. "Why do you care?"
I clench my teeth. If this continues, she's going to think I'm interested in her. "To be honest, I couldn't give a fuck."
She takes another sip of her drink before answering me, "Aren't you supposed to have a bunch of girls ready to do that for you?"
I frown, and she clarifies, "Jerk you off, I mean. Because you seem to have been taking care of it yourself for quite some time."
The words die on her lips because I move toward her with a quick motion. She tilts her head up to maintain eye contact. I don't see any trace of fear in her eyes, and I don't know if I'm relieved or even more irritated by this. She should know that I represent a danger to her.
Except you've decidednotto fuck her, so she has nothing to fear from you.
My voice is falsely gentle when I reply:
"Are you interested in my cock, Alabama?"
We're so close that I notice the slight blush rising to her cheeks. Yes, maybe that does interest her!
"Just ask nicely, and I'll let you watch when I fuck a woman."
She blinks several times. I'm certain she's never thought about this kind of scenario. I, on the other hand, am up for anything that allows me to have fun, in pairs, trios, or more.
"No thanks, I don't like horror movies," she finally responds. She puts her empty cup on a shelf and pretends to turn away from me, but I hold her back by the arm before whispering in her ear:
"You'd be surprised at what you might discover, Alabama. And I'm certain it would make you wet to see me take another woman from behind. I'm convinced you'd imagine yourself in her place."
When she looks up at me, I think I see desire in her eyes.She shakes her head though, replying, "Not everyone is as perverted as you, Player."
I give her a smirk. "You'd be surprised at what I could teach you."
Shit! I'm completely losing it! I don't want to fuck her!
"Such fine words," she says ironically. "Is that how you seduce women? Let me save you some wasted effort. It doesn't work on me."
