Not What I Expected To Happen At A Hockey Rink
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How I became a Hockey Wife
By Tyrian Koenig
I'd known Kathy for a long time. She was the all star player on my
girlfriend's hockey team. With long dark hair and dark eyes she was both
very striking and a talented player. We knew each other as acquaintances
back then, but when we bumped into each other at university several years
later we were both unattached. She was working in the sports bar at the
arena as a waitress to help out with tuition costs.
"Hey Tim, long time no see," Kathy smiled walking over to my table, "you're
looking good, do you play here?"
I smiled back. "Hi Kathy, yep, I'm third year and I play shinny a few times
a week. I've heard a lot about you though."
Kathy's fame was beginning to spread. From relatively obscure girls minor
hockey she'd gone to varsity and rumour had it she was on the short list for
Canada's Olympic team.
"Yeah, it's been going pretty good," she smiled, "have you seen any of our
games?"
"Mm, hmm. You're a big part of it."
Kathy blushed a bit, "Are you still seeing Cassandra?"
"No, but we're good friends. She's playing with York now."
"I can remember you coming to all of our minor league games," she eyed the
sleek, black, leather bag I'd hung over my chair, "you were more attentive
than the most supportive girlfriend you know."
I looked at her speculatively. Who knew what was said in the dressing room.
If Michelle has spilled the beans about our little game of me dressing up as
a girlfriend to come to her games this might get interesting.
"That's me, the supportive girlfriend." I grinned back.
Kathy swung into the seat across from me. "Wanna come to my game tomorrow
night? I'll arrange a pass for you."
"I'd love to, thanks Cas."
"No problem," she stood up, "wear something pretty for me."
With that she walked off to the bar.
The next night I showed up wearing a nice pair of women's jeans, some black
leather ankle boots with suspiciously high heels and my black purse. I got
there a bit early and found Kathy half dressed standing in the dressing room
hallway scanning the half empty stands. I waved and she immediately shone a
bright grin at me and gestured me over. Standing on the stairs over her my
boots were very visible.
"Tim! I'm glad you're here!" her voice was tinged with pre-game excitement,
"you look great!"
Her hand reached up and she squeezed my leather covered foot, "Those are
very pretty."
"Why thank you," I smiled, bending down so my purse brushed her forearm, "I
hope you have a great game."
"I'm sure I will," Kathy grinned, "see you after the game?"
"I sure hope so!"
The varsity team came out fighting and Kathy seemed super powered. She
scored twice in the first ten minutes. On the second goal she skated by my
seat and winked. I was thrilled, which only seemed to wind her up more.
She finished the night with six points including a hat-trick of goals.
I went up to the sports bar after the game and waited. Soon enough the team
drifted up. Kathy walked right over when she appeared.
"Wasn't that a rush?" she smiled, sliding into the seat across from me.
"Unbelievable," I replied, "where did you get all that energy?"
Kathy arched an eyebrow at me, "You tell me you sexy bitch."
I blushed furiously and Kathy leaned across the table and kissed me on the
mouth.
"Thanks for coming," she whispered in my ear.
I hung around in the sports bar for a while longer but Kathy was doing a lot
of networking with coaches and scouts. I finally got her aside for a
second.
"I'm going to head out. I've got an early class tomorrow."
"Are you busy tomorrow night," she replied, laying a hand on my arm.
"Not really," I lied knowing that I was supposed to be at work.
"Want to do dinner?"
"Love to."
"Give me your address, I'll pick you up at seven?"
I wrote it on a piece of paper I got out of my bag.
"You want me to be pretty again?" I smiled, handing her the paper.
"You know it."
The next night I was wearing a shear silk shirt and leather pants I'd
borrowed from my room mate Rebeka. Underneath I was top to bottom in satin
bra and panties. I wore the boots again because they seemed like such a hit
last time. When the doorbell rang I jumped off the couch and opened the
door instantly.
"Hiya," Kathy stood in the doorway, her dark hair tied back in a ponytail.
She was wearing jeans and a sweater. "Wow! You look fantastic!"
"Come in," I said trying to cover the blush, "want to kick around here for a
while before we go?"
"Sure," she walked in and patted my leather clad ass as she passed by.
A few minutes later we were both sitting on the couch sipping drinks.
"I always admired how supportive you were always coming out to our games."
Kathy said, putting her drink down, "You didn't get all guyish about it."
"Guyish about it?"
"You know, all paranoid about you not being the masculine head of things.
In fact I'd say you were happy to be the opposite," she put a firm hand on
my thigh.
"I am happy to be the opposite," I smiled, putting my drink down and moving
slightly closer, "in fact, I'm happy to be whatever you need me to be."
"Mmm, so compliant," Kathy sighed running her other hand up my side. She
paused at the bra strap and kept going, "you'll be my supportive girlfriend,
won't you?"
"In a second," I replied, running my fingers up her narrow, muscular arm.
She swung a leg over me and straddling me she leaned down and kissed me on
the mouth. I succumbed to her strength immediately, which only seemed to
heat her up even more.
"Such a pretty little girlfriend," she whispered in my ear.
Her fingers quickly opened the buttons on my blouse and her cool hands
squeezed my nipples through the gauzy material of my brassiere. I moaned
and she ground into me, forcefully pressing me into the couch as she worked
over my breasts.
We never actually got out of the house that night. Later on we ordered a
pizza and Kathy told me about what she'd been doing since we'd last seen
each other. As she wished me a good night at the door we kissed again. She
'd left me with a schedule and a promise to be at her next game, which was
quite a promise because it was two hundred kilometres away.
Kathy came out flying again. I sat up in the stands and cheered her on. At
the end of the evening she had a four point night and won first star again.
"Another good one," she grinned as she came out into the lobby, "did you
drive down?"
"Yep, and it was worth it, you're fantastic!"
"Mind if I get a ride back with you? The bus is going to be dead."
"It would make my night," I smiled.
We pulled out of the arena and Kathy laid a hand on my arm, "Think we could
drop by the mall before we hit the highway?"
We parked and when we got inside Kathy led me straight into a baggage shop.
"I think I'd feel even closer if you had a purse I bought you," she grinned,
gesturing into the shop.
We spent twenty minutes and finally found a little, purple shoulder purse of
smooth leather with silver buckles. It was quite formal and not what I
usually went for (which was something that might be seen as more unisex).
This was definitely a woman's purse. She purchased it for me and we went
out into the mall again.
"Here it is, I saw the sign when we drove by on the way to the rink."
The Danier Leather shop smelled divine.
"This is a pretty expensive store eh?" I said looking around at the jackets
and skirts enviously.
"Are you wearing pantyhose?" she whispered in my ear.
I nodded back, blushing a bit but beginning to get more used to her
forwardness.
"I'm thinking a leather skirt, what do you think?" she grinned wickedly.
Ten minutes later I was in the change room trying on skirts handed to me by
both Kathy and the very enthusiastic saleswoman.
"Well?" I pirouetted in the hallway between the change rooms. I'd tried on
all sorts of tight miniskirts, but this was an ankle length, soft, black
leather skirt with a slit. It whirled around my legs before coming to rest,
gently brushing against my calves. Snug at the top and still quite form
fitting all the way down, it was both formal and casual at the same time.
"That's the one," Kathy smiled, walking over and smoothing out the leather
on my thighs.
"Yep, definitely the one," Anne, the saleswoman, agreed, "not that you
looked bad in the miniskirts mind you."
"He'll wear it out," Kathy said when Anne gestured me back into the change
room, "and do you think that leather blouse out there would go with it?"
"I'm sure it will," Anne smiled, turning around to get the blouse.
"I'm wearing it out?" I looked at Kathy sceptically.
"Sure you will, won't you?" she leaned into me and cupped my ass in the
skirt.
Looking into her intense, dark eyes my mind was made up, "Of course Kathy."
"Much better," she said firmly, "ah, here's Anne with your new blouse."
It did go with the skirt very well.
"I'll have to make up a mannequin with this combination in the window," Anne
said thoughtfully as I emerged head to foot in leather.
Kathy paid for it all, which made me a bit nervous because it was a big
bill. The mall was virtually empty as we left the store since it was almost
closing time. I walked out into the parking lot, the skirt snugly holding
me in and making me take short steps. My new purse hung from my shoulder
and Kathy carried the shopping bags full of my old stuff.
"You smell divine," Kathy said, her hand wrapped around my waist in a
possessive manner, "do you have to be back tonight?"
"No, not really," I replied with a nervous grin, "what did you have in
mind?"
"Let's hit the road and stop at a hotel on the way back."
"Sounds great," I grinned, forgetting my nervousness.
"A room for two... ladies?" the girl at the front desk asked, looking me over
curiously.
"Yes, for two," Kathy replied, wrapping that possessive hand around my waist
again.
"No problem," the young woman replied, "I'll upgrade you to a suite. That
is a great outfit you're wearing." She smiled at me, eying my skirt.
I smiled back, but Kathy's hand tightened on my waist so I didn't reply. I
found her jealousy intoxicating. She'd built me into this doll and now she
was claiming ownership over me. I found myself longing to be under her.
We were upstairs in moments. The suite had a giant bath and a huge king
sized bed. Before I'd even put my purse down Kathy was on me, feeling for
my nipples from behind and pinching them when she found them.
"You're mine!" she hissed in my ear, grabbing me by the hips and pushing me
face down onto the bed, "Say it!"
"I'm yours," I cried from the bed as she leapt on me.
"Yesss," she purred, "tonight you're going to be mine completely. Tonight
you're going to be the girl from beginning to end."
She moved around on top of me, but I couldn't see her with my face in the
mattress. I saw her sweater fly over head and a moment later she got off my
back. I rolled over and looked across my leather clad form to her standing
next to the bed. She was wearing her sports bra but was otherwise naked.
Her hungry eyes were on me but her hands worked quickly at fastening a strap
around her waist. Hanging from her bare groin was a large, rubber, strap on
dildo.
"Oh, Tim my beautiful little bitch, I'm going to fuck you black and blue,"
Kathy grinned evilly, running a hand over her huge cock.
Without a word I pulled the smooth leather of my skirt up my legs until they
were free and I spread them, "I'm ready for you and your big cock master."
She didn't hesitate. Kneeling before me she hoisted my legs over her
shoulders and pulled aside my panties. The dildo pressed against me and
then she was in, pushing harder and harder for more penetration. As she
worked her way into me she pulled my purse from where it hung loosely on my
shoulder and threw the short strap over my head. The thick, purple leather
strap pulled tight around my neck.
"How does that feel my little puck bunny?" Kathy's voice asked through the
fog, "Am I filling you up?"
"And then some," I replied through thick lips, "you have a huge cock."
"And you're a tight little thing. Isn't this better when I'm the guy? No
condoms, and it's so clean!"
The talk incensed her into a hammering action. I moaned and bucked under
her but had no where to go.
"You are mine you sweet little bitch!" she shouted, pounding away on me in
breathless gasps.
I was sweating in my new leathers but it was the last thing on my mind, she
was all around me and in me. I gave myself to her completely and she
responded by pounding into me uncontrollably. Moments later I felt her
wetness spray around the dildo and onto my panties. Knowing that she'd
orgasmed only made me more excited and I blew in my panties without even
touching myself seconds later.
As we both lay in the bath later she sat up and pulled over a shopping bag
that had been lying on the side of the sink.
"This is for you, to remind you of me when I'm not around."
I took the bag and found a box with a ribbon on it inside. Pulling the
ribbon off, I opened the box and found a blue gel-filled vibrator.
"It'll keep you loosened up for me," she grinned, taking it from me and
turning it on, "it's the best kind you can get, it'll conform to your shape
and fill you right up. I'm hoping to use my big eight inch cock next time
we do this."
I took the vibrator and looked at it. The box said 'completely waterproof'
so I held it against me under the water.
"Let me do it," she whispered, reaching around and taking the vibrator.
She eased it into me in the water and worked it deeper and deeper. When it
was finally in to the hilt she switched it on. I felt the vibrations ripple
through me. Seeing me relax under the machine Kathy couldn't help herself.
Splashing water over the side of the tub she straddled me and took me into
her. We both moved in time to each other while the vibrator undulated
through both of us.
The next morning we started off early and got back to the school around
noon.
"Wanna stay over at my place tonight?" Kathy asked, leaning in through the
door.
"Love to," I replied, "what time will you be home?"
"Sixish, see you then?"
I nodded.
"And wear something sexy," she grinned as she stood up and walked into the
arena.
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