To those that saw her on the outside world would swear that she was not capable of the profanity that was coming from her mouth. She looked innocent and had the 5’2 frame to give that impression. She had a little bit more curves than the average woman. She never shied away from being who she was and never allowed any bully to get the upper hand growing up. She was tenacious and she was taught by her parents to be independent and self sure. She’d always had weight issues, but she believed that what was on the inside was a whole lot better than what was on the outside.
“Josie, you are embarrassing me. I should’ve realized that you had an ulterior motive for coming with me to one of these games. You’ve never been one to take a more docile role.” Jackson was her best friend. They may have been an item for about 5 minutes, but that had turned into a real and lasting friendship. There were times that they turned to each other physically, but those times were rare and fleeting. “Stop doing that, or they’re going to come over here and tell us to leave.” Jackson had never seen this side of his friend. She was bloodthirsty and calling the referee every name in the book.
“I don’t care and it’s not fair that they should treat him like that. He’s only doing what the team needs him to do.” She was always a closet hockey fan, until that one day that her father took her to a game a couple of months ago. When she saw Payton, she couldn’t believe that he was really here in her hometown. She had no idea that she would see him after all these years. He was the product of her fantasy life from the moment that he had entered into the amateur ranks. Unbeknownst to her father and her friends, she had become smitten in a way that didn’t seem possible. Any time that she saw somebody that remotely looked like him; she would make it a point to sidle up and begin a flirtation that would end promptly with both of them naked and sweaty in the sheets.
“I don’t know why you are getting, so hot under the collar. It’s not like you can change anything by screaming and yelling at the referee. They have a thicker skin than that. They have to with fans that are diehard like you.” Jackson had always known that his friend was into hockey, but he was starting to realize that it wasn’t the sport that had garnered her attention. This one player had gotten underneath her skin and maybe there was something that he could do about that. “If you settle down for the rest of the game, I might be able to get you into an after party.”
Josie turned to Jackson to make sure that he was telling the truth and not just telling her something to get her to quiet down. “You better not be joking with me, Jackson. I would do practically anything to meet him in person.” The notches on her belt consisted of those that had similar qualities that Payton had. The same dirty blond hair and charismatic eye, not to mention the kind of body that she would gladly expose one piece at a time with first her eyes and then her hands was hard to resist.
“I have my ways and let’s just say that being a part of a radio station has its perks. If I knew that you were this much into hockey, I probably would have gotten you tickets long before now. I can’t lie to you, Josie. I’ve known that you’ve been interested in hockey for some time. I came down the stairs one night after we had just had one of the best marathon sex sessions and found you glued to the screen. You didn’t even know that I was there and I don’t think that you blinked the entire time that the game was on. I was going to confront you, but I thought that it was something private that you wanted to keep to yourself.” He saw the look of pure lust in Josie’s eyes and her body was literally jumping up and down with enthusiasm.
Josie had on a jersey from the San Jose sharks with Payton’s number scrawled on the back. It hung on her body loosely, but she had tied it at the waist to make it look more provocative. There was even one time that Payton went by the glass and she could swear that he had his eye on her. It could’ve been just wishful thinking. She believed in her heart that one day they would find their way into each other’s arms.
“I hope that you don’t disappoint me, Jackson.” If Jackson had taken a close look at Payton, he would have realized that the only reason why Josie had given him those 5 minutes was because of his familiar look. The only big difference was that Jackson was maybe 150 pounds, where Payton was wearing his 220 pound frame like that of the bruiser that he was supposed to be on the ice. “I will never forgive you, if you tease me like this and then leave me wanting.” She went back to watching the game, having no idea that Payton had indeed saw her in more than a friendly way.
Chapter two
Payton was showboating for the crowd, putting on a spectacle with one slam into the board after another. He was very aware of the way that he acted, but his coach was critical of his performance. “I don’t have any problem with you getting these penalty minutes, but maybe you should stop before you hurt someone.” Coach Walters wanted nothing, but the best for his players. He had seen Payton during one of his recruitment trips. It didn’t take him long to get him to sign on the dotted line.
“I’m only clearing the way for the rest of the team.” He couldn’t get that girl out of his mind. She was free and didn’t mind showing her excitement for her team. The way that she pounded on the boards and shook the glass had made him think of that wild filly underneath him. After the game, he went over to the board to see that she wasn’t there anymore. He should’ve just tossed her one of his cards and had her meet him in the locker room. He could’ve first shocked her by letting her see the boys in their half undressed state. After that, it would be just a matter of some sweet talk to get her to apply her enthusiasm in a different way.
“I’m glad to have you on the team, Payton, but just remember that there is no ‘I’ in teamwork.” Coach Walters walked away, knowing that getting through to his thick skull wasn’t going to be easy. He was determined to get himself hurt, as a way to shining more than the others. He was already in the big leagues, but it was true about what have you done for me lately. Players come and go and there is this rare breed that seems to be able to make a career out of a lifelong passion for hockey.
Payton got dressed and followed the boys, until they were crossing the street and finding their way down to the only after hours party that mattered. This bar was open to the sharks and they were more than willing to swim around with beers in their hands and their eyes on the prize.
It was almost like he sensed her. He turned and saw her making her way over to him. It was almost like a mirage coming true. He had one hand on the bar, wearing that silly little grin with his dark hair now shining after showering with the other guys. “You’re the one that I wanted to meet. The fans are the most important, but I think that you might be my biggest one yet.” His blue jeans had filled out quite noticeably and his manhood wasn’t exactly shy about what it wanted.
“I don’t want to sound like some crazy fan, but I’ve been watching your career for a long time. I’ve seen some of your best games and I knew that eventually somebody from the NHL would pick you up. I had no idea that you were going to find your way onto my home team of the sharks. It’s almost like it was destined to be that we would meet like this.” She wanted to touch him, but she didn’t think that it was appropriate for her to do something like that in mixed company. “I don’t suppose you would be willing to take a walk with me someplace more private.” She wasn’t about beating around the bush and decided that going for the gusto was the best thing that she could do. This was an opportunity to sleep with one of her idols and not just a pale comparison to those that she had thought had the same traits. This was the real thing and nothing else would do.
“I don’t think that I can slip away that easily. We could have a few drinks together and then take it from there. Why don’t you come with me to the VIP section and you can continue to praise my virtues. I can never get enough of the way that you talk.” Payton could see her ruby red lips. He could envision what they would look like wrapped around his cock. “If I’m being too subtle, then let me make things crystal clear for you.” He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him. He was letting her know in no uncertain terms that his excitement was due to her arrival.
“I would ask if that’s a hockey stick in your pants or if you’re just happy to see me, but I think I already know the answer.” She felt his hand in hers and then he was dragging her through the crowd like they didn’t even matter. The two burly black guys at the VIP entrance let them cross the threshold into a secret room that was only meant to be used on special occasions. The black leather sofa was a sectional and Payton had no problem sinking into the soft cushion, before reaching out his hand for her. Her additional weight on top of him was nothing to man of his obvious strength.
“You’re not just going to stand there and do nothing? Don’t tell me that you are all talk and no action. I would hate that I was wasting my time on somebody that really didn’t know what she wanted. I don’t think that you are that type of girl, but I have yet to see anything that would indicate that you might be interested in more than a friendly chat.” His hand was still outstretched and then she took it. He pulled her into his lap.