Diva
Seven
I CRASHED AND BURNED against the thirteenth seeded player from Loyola Marymount in my first match of the morning. I played well, but I was just plain out of my league. The guy had an incredible match. It made me wonder how I’d ever managed to hold my own against Karl on Monday morning. I guess I just wasn’t in the zone. That put the pressure on for my next match. I had no time for remorse, as the next elimination round was at eleven and I was fighting for my life. This was another of the unseeded players who had lost in the first round, but had already fought back through his first elimination match. We were pretty even and I barely pulled out a victory in the last game.
I was able to get a quick bite to eat and a clean uniform, but I wasn’t in the mood to socialize with anyone before my five o’clock match. I sat in the stands and put on my headset. I hadn’t done any drawing since I got here. Allison and I left right after my match yesterday. Now I had time and the inclination to sketch as I watched the action. I did do a few player sketches, but I found myself daydreaming and snapped out of it when I saw I’d sketched a truly beautiful torso and pair of elegant breasts. I closed my sketchbook and tried to think who those beauties belonged to. When I figured it out, I got hard.
Overall, it didn’t help me in what was to be my final match. I met another of the top seeded players who had dropped down at the same time I did. I don’t think I’d ever played anyone who was so fast on the court. No matter where I put the ball, he was there. I didn’t disgrace myself, but I still lost. My first National Singles was over.
I was on the phone with Lissa and Melody when I got out of the locker room to meet up with the rest of the crew. Lissa was feeling tons better and was home with Melody and the boys. Kate was with them, too, and had kept Melody from falling apart while she had responsibility for the boys. Molly had them while the girls were in class and then they took care of all the nighttime rituals and got them to bed before collapsing. After Melody got out of her morning class, she went to pick up Lissa.
With luck, it looked like the rest of us had avoided the contagion. It was nasty, but short-lived.
“Kiss to each of you,” I said. “And kiss Kate for me for being such a great help.”
“Oooo! Kate!” Melody called. “This is from me because you were such a big help this week.” There was a pause and I could imagine the two girls’ lips coming together.
“And this is from me,” Lissa added. “I would have been lost without help this week.” I was smiling as I imagined Lissa placing a loving kiss on Kate’s lips.
“Oh, that was nice,” Kate’s voice came over the phone. “But what about…?”
“And this is from Tony,” Melody interrupted. I heard a sudden “oh!” squeak out.
“It takes both of us to give you a Tony,” Lissa said. Oh my god! Kate must have been overwhelmed by a two on one lip-lock. I could feel a tightness in my jeans just imagining what that looked like.
“Thank you,” I heard Kate tell my girlfriends. “Um… anytime. Really.”
“Sounds like you two have your work cut out for you tonight,” I laughed.
“Just innocent play,” Lissa said. “Unlike what you are likely to have. You’re not competing tomorrow, you know.”
Damn! I hadn’t thought about the fact that I was still sharing a room with Allison and there was no longer a competition prohibition against sex. Oh man! I really hoped she was all tease and wasn’t expecting too much.
“I might bunk with my folks,” I said, softly.
“No way,” Melody said. “Have fun, lover boy.” I looked up from my conversation and everyone was looking at me, waiting for me to join them. Mom held out her hand for my phone.
“Love you,” I said. “I think Mom wants to talk to you.” I handed her the phone.
“Hello dears.— No it was very exciting to watch him play.— You’ll still come for the weekend, won’t you, Melody?— Wonderful— No, of course I won’t.— ’Bye now!” Mom disconnected, tucked the phone in her purse and said, “Now we can go have an uninterrupted dinner.”
I couldn’t believe the dinner. There was a steakhouse near our hotel and the steak was in-fuckin’-credible. I plowed through my appetizer, soup, steak, baked potato, salad, vegetable side, and was ready for dessert. I thought of what Bree had told me on the flight from Tempe and reached over to snatch a bite of mashed potatoes off her plate. She looked up at me and I winked. She actually blushed. I tried the same thing with Allison and she slapped my hand away and told me to order more if I was still hungry. She is really protective about who touches her food!
We had dessert—an incredible hazelnut chocolate torte with Frangelico ice cream for me—and coffee. Bree nudged me and slid her cheesecake toward me to offer a bite, which I accepted and offered her some of my torte. Allison observed what was going on and nudged me from the other side.
“You have got to try a bite of the crème brûlée,” she said, offering her plate to me. Then to cement the deal, she dipped her fork into my torte and helped herself to a big bite. My mom and dad were leaning in together whispering as they watched the action surreptitiously and almost choked on their laughter when Allison pushed her plate at me.
“Bree,” Sam finally said when we were all well-sated, “we have an early flight back tomorrow. We should call it a night. I think we’ve done all the scouting we can do for this trip. Tony, it was great seeing you on the court. We’re going to be proud to have a racquetball club at SCU. When will you be getting back to town?”
“I’m not really sure yet, coach,” I answered. I looked at my folks. They were really expecting me to spend some time in Nebraska this summer. I just wanted to be back with Lissa and Melody. “I haven’t got my schedule firmed up yet.”
“Well, call us when you get back to town. You are the de facto president of the club and we need to discuss the formation rules and negotiate court times.” Sam shook hands with my mom and dad. “Ready, Bree?” he asked. She gave me a big hug and a peck on the cheek—demure behavior for Bree. She glanced once at Allison with just a hint of jealousy showing in her face.
“Ready, Father,” she said and they left the restaurant.
My dad settled up the tab and we headed back for the hotel. Dad was whistling some tune that I sort of recognized and he and mom broke up laughing. Even Allison snorted. When we got to the hotel lobby, Mom and Dad decided to go to the lounge for a nightcap and they hugged us goodnight. He pulled me aside while Mom was hugging Allison.
“You’ve got a unique relationship with several women,” he said quietly. “Don’t disconnect from your head. Make good decisions, son.” That was the extent of his fatherly advice and Allison and I headed into the elevator while Mom and Dad headed for the lounge.
“Your folks are hilarious,” Allison said in the elevator. “Did you hear what he was whistling?”
“I kinda recognized it, but couldn’t place it. Some Broadway tune, I think.”
“When I’m not near the girl I love, I love the girl I’m near,” she sang sweetly. Really nice voice, in fact. “Finian’s Rainbow, 1968, with Fred Astaire and Petula Clark and Tommy Steele as Og the Leprechaun.”
“How do you know these things?” I asked.
“Theater major,” she said. Then she sang the line again, taking hold of my hand as she did so.
“Yeah, about that, Allison…,” I said as I put the keycard in the door.
“Oh, shut up and get ready for bed, Tony.” She grabbed her night shirt and went into the bathroom. I got second turn tonight, showered the last residue of the day off and pulled my briefs on. When I walked out of the bathroom, I found Allison in my bed.
“Did you get so into swapping food tonight that you want to swap beds now?” I asked.
“Come to bed, Tony. The competition is over. I’m going home tomorrow. Please, come to bed.”
I knew this was going to happen. Truth is, I was already half hard when I came out of the bathroom. Melody and Lissa had made it pretty explicit that they expected me to make love to Allison, in fact, they would if she’d let them. There was nothing to hold me back. I walked over to the bed and pulled back the covers. When I discovered Allison was naked, I removed my briefs and slid in beside her. She rolled toward me and we kissed with our bodies pressed together under the covers.
Over the past week and a half, Allison and I had explored each other pretty thoroughly with our eyes. There had been a few subtle gropes here and there and the time Melody and I bit her nipples, but for the most part, we hadn’t really let our hands wander. Now with all barriers cast aside, we let that kiss linger as our hands investigated each other’s body.
Squeezing her breasts beneath my fingers was delightful. Holding her firm ass in my hands was incredible. Feeling her stroke my cock the first time almost sent me over the edge. I nibbled at her nipple and she sighed, pushing my hand down toward the heat of her sex. I was willing to go down on her, but she held me close to her.
“Just make love to me Tony,” she whispered. “I’m ready.”
My fingers had already told me that she was hot and slippery and she’d smeared my precome over my cock. I rolled over on top of her, feeling her erect nipples raking across my skin as I slid down to get into position.
Allison was beautiful. She was hot. She wanted me. I want her. But I kept seeing Lissa and Melody and missing them. I kept hearing my dad say, “Make good decisions.” What was it I really felt that was causing me to hesitate, suspended over Allison with my chest grazing her nipples and the tip of my cock touching her moist opening?
“Allison,” I said looking deeply into her eyes, “does this feel right to you?”
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