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William had a lot on his mind. First, there was football. Their season
opener was in a week and training camp was going full speed. College
football was taken seriously in this city and their team was favored to
win their division. There was a lot of pressure riding on his
performance. Second, classes were beginning. He was a senior poised to
graduate hopefully with honors. He wanted to study law and it was
important to do well in his classes and when he took his LSATs. Third,
was this beautiful girl he had met on Saturday night, actually Sunday
morning, and hadn't been able to get out of his mind.
The guys were referring to her as his Cinderella cause she had vanished
without a trace. That was four days ago. What made it worse was
William was totally in love. It didn't hurt that he was her hero to the
rescue and she rewarded him big time.
He could still see how it all went down in his mind's eye.
He'd been driving home from a party. Their inter-city campus was safe
as long as you stayed within that certain part of town. It had long
been advised that no one go out late at night on their own. He only had
a block to go to his dorm room, free with his scholarship, when he came
upon the scene. He had to unlock his doors to get out of his pickup.
As he did, the whole thing unfolded before his eyes.
Three or four guys were holding a woman by the arms, pinning her back
against a closed storefront. She was screaming while one kid was
lifting her skirt and attempting to pull down her panties. She was
kicking and thrashing, doing her best to fight back.
William kept his own protection right behind the driver's seat. He
grabbed his crow bar and started to run towards the crowd. As he ran,
he banged the two foot iron bar on the ground. He shouted in his
loudest, deepest, baddest voice. "Hey," he yelled. "C'mon
motherfuckers, who wants a piece of me? Let's go, cowards! Pick on
someone who's gonna rip your arms right off your fuckin' body. That
badass is me, assholes. And I'm bringing it all to you."
As he ran, he flashed to games where offensive linemen would try to
distract him talking trash. William had never wasted his time. He
wanted to be first off the snap and rush straight for the quarterback.
Except now, it was all for real. He felt pumped. He felt ready.
When one kid saw William running right at him banging his crowbar, he
turned, dropped the purse he was holding, and ran. Then like a flock of
seagulls erupting off the beach, all the teens ran away letting the half
dressed woman fall to the ground. She curled into a small ball as she
hit. When William reached her, he still felt the adrenaline rush and
had the momentum. He grabbed her purse, scooped her up off the ground,
turned on his heel, and headed back to his car.
After getting her in the passenger seat, he started the car and got
moving. He was afraid that sitting in the car was a weak position in
this neighborhood. Before he knew just how serious her damages were, he
drove as fast as he could out of the neighborhood. "Do you need a
hospital? Are you all right?"
He hadn't even had a chance to glance over at her as he concentrated on
his driving. He had been so afraid one of the youths had a pistol and
he'd have been gunned down in his tracks. Now, as he caught his breath,
he glanced over to see that she was a young woman. She was petite and
very beautiful. Her rich black hair cascaded down past her shoulders.
Her face was exotic looking. It was her eyes that drew his attention.
She was dressed in a simple summer dress that had been torn off her body
revealing lacy silken blue lingerie.
William had trouble concentrating on his driving. She was very fair,
and other than the contrasting bright red bruises all over her shoulders
and neck, her skin was the soft color of ivory. She seemed to glow as
the street lamps that illuminated the inside of the car each time they
went another block.
After a dozen blocks, William pulled over and turned off the headlights.
He kept the car running. Glancing over at her and smiling, he reached
behind his seat and grabbed his letter jacket. He offered it to her.
She thanked him as she pulled it over her bruised shoulders. It was the
first time he had heard her normal voice which was hoarse. Until then,
all he had heard were her shrieks of fear and shouts of anger.
She trembled as she slipped the oversized jacket around her thin
shoulders. She looked eight years old in his coat, but he knew she was
older, maybe even older than his twenty two years.
"I'm William," he said quietly, "and I'm sorry I didn't arrive sooner."
She looked at him and burst into tears. Sliding over, she launched
herself at him. Throwing her arms around his neck, she clung with a
death grip. Her sobbing soon wet his neck and shirt. She smelled of
perfume and anxious girl sweat.
When her sobbing subsided, she unwrapped her arms from around his neck
and settled back in the seat. Using the knit cuff of the jacket sleeve
to wipe the tears and snot that had accumulated on her face, she tried
to smile back at him.
William was disappointed when she'd stopped hugging him. All he thought
about was just how beautiful she still looked and how he wished she was
still right up next to him.
"I'm so sorry. I was trying so hard to keep it together. I've never
been so scared in my life. They would have killed me, I just freaked, I
didn't know what to do."
"I'm glad I came along when I did. I can't believe they just ran."
"You looked like the Incredible Hulk charging at them. I even got
scared. You're my hero. You saved my life. Oh yeah, my name is Dana."
William realized she was still shaking. He reached into his glove box
and pulled out a flask. He unscrewed the cap and offered her a drink.
He was amazed when she tipped it back and emptied it in one straight
gulp. Wow, he thought, she was definitely older than him.
"Whoa, that was half full. You'd better take it easy."
Dana shivered as the alcohol flowed into her throat, warmed her body,
and settled her nerves. She handed the flask back. She rummaged around
in her purse and found a crumpled joint and a lighter. Straightening
and smoothing it out, she smiled at William. When he nodded, she lit
the end and took a big hit. After two tokes, she slowly exhaled,
passing it over to him.
Tomorrow was Sunday, so he decided to join her. As they toked it
together, William felt the tendrils of smoke creep through his brain.
He tried to forget how nice she looked in her underwear. He realized he
was getting turned on and tried to suppress this fantasy. He was
getting embarrassed by his own body. Between the adrenaline rush and
the pot, he was getting very hard. It was difficult concentrating,
sitting so close to such a beautiful woman.
Each time she shared the joint, she moved closer until she was almost in
his lap. As she passed it, she'd place a hand on his upper arm and give
his bicep a squeeze. She'd smile and look at him.
Still holding on to his arm, she took her right hand and unzipped his
fly and loosened his belt buckle. As she pulled his underwear loose,
his hard member sprang free. Still looking at him, she gently touched
it.
William thought he was going to explode on contact but fortunately, the
grass gave him some time. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips and
moved his hand towards her crotch. She pulled his hand away.
"No. This is all about you, William. You just saved my life and I am
forever in your debt." She smiled and put her mouth on the head of his
cock and took him deep in her mouth and throat.
Even though her line sounded like something from Harry Potter, he could
only moan. He moved the hand off her body and placed it on the back of
her head.
As she picked up the pace, she used her lips and tongue to stimulate
him. She ran up and down his pole with her lips and gently used her
teeth to send shivers through his body.
"Oh, God. I'm going to cum".
This only seemed to increase her frenzy and before long he was shooting
into her mouth and down her throat. He could feel her sucking and
swallowing as he continued to spew. He held tight to her head as spasm
and spasm shook his body. It was too powerful for words and he felt
like he briefly blacked out. She continued to lick and clean him up as
he softened. Then, looking up and smiling, she tucked him back inside
his pants, zipping him up, and giving it a love pat.
Dana looked into his eyes. "You're my Incredible Hulk and you saved my
life." She moved over and sat on his lap. Kissing him on his lips, she
playfully bit his lower lip.
After a few minutes of kissing his neck and ears, she moved off of him.
"Drive, baby. Let's look for a cab so I can get home."
William was confused. "I can give you a ride."
"Nah, then I won't be a mysterious stranger anymore. I'll catch a cab.
Let's just find a bright lit area with no more criminals."
As they drove along, William thought for a minute. "That was a bad
place to be stuck. Tough neighborhood."
"Yeah, totally my bad. I was visiting a friend who's sick. I started
walking and thought I knew where I was headed and suddenly it all went
from bad to worse."
William flashed his high beams at a vacant cab and pulled over right
behind the yellow vehicle. "Are you sure you don't want to ride with
me?"
Dana smiled. "I'd rather ride myself home, but I'll send your jacket
back to you."
"Uh, let me give you my address and all."
"William, I know who you are. Mister Sixty-Seven, all-state defense.
I've watched you play for three years now."
"You come to our games?"
"Sure. Love college ball. I'm a real Mustangs fan. I'm looking
forward to your senior season. Bye, Sir Galahad." She leaned over and
gave him a kiss. Pulling the jacket in close to cover her ripped dress,
out she went.
William watched the taxi lights fade, turned the wheel, and headed home.
Weeks passed. William played ball. William worked on his classes.
William thought about his Cinderella, Dana. But, how do you find a
beautiful woman in a city of over a million people?
Until the package arrived. It was a large box addressed to him. There
was no return address.
"Careful, William. It could be a bomb," said the guy on the floor who
brought it up to him.
As he opened it, he smiled. It was his jacket. Dana had sent it back.
He opened it up looking for a note. Seeing nothing, he put it on. It
felt the same but smelled a lot different. It used to be kinda used and
sweaty smelling from years neglect and wear. Now, it was all cleaned
and it smelled like her.
As he slipped the jacket onto his shoulders, he reached into the pocket
and found an envelope. He took it out and it too smelled like her. He
opened it and found a ticket for a concert. The date was next Saturday
night. He thought for a minute and knew it was a home game and he could
go. Seeing only one ticket raised his spirits. He hoped she'd have
one, too.
Saturday night, William walked down the aisle and looked down his row.
He mentally counted seats and did not see Dana as he moved across to sit
down. As he turned to sit, he looked up and there she was. She must
have been waiting until he entered the row to make herself known.
Again she was incredibly beautiful. Her long navy blue silk dress
hugged her petite figure. The matching tiny jacket covered the
sleeveless top reveling her beautiful long and graceful neck. Her hair
was up and her makeup looked flawless. William smiled and had trouble
catching his breath. He was glad he had worn a suit.
As he watched her walk sideways to her seat, he realized that every man
in the theater was also watching her. Wow.
When she got close, she placed one hand on his shoulder and leaned in to
kiss him. She beamed. "I'm so glad you came. I was hoping you would."
William blushed. "It's been killing me not to be able to contact you.
You realize you're the only thing I've thought about since that night?"
It was Dana's turn to blush as she took her seat. "Right. I saw the
way you've played these last couple of weeks. You've been doing pretty
well for someone who can't concentrate."
"You've seen me play?"
Dana nodded as she leaned over and squeezed his arm. "Even the away
game against Navy. And I've worn your jacket to every game. I really
didn't want to give it back."
William wanted to talk but the lights flashed to signal the concert was
going to start. He smiled and sat back in his seat. Orchestras weren't
his cup of tea but sitting next to Dana made it all perfect.
At the intermission, he turned towards her. "Seriously, how come you've
made yourself scarce?"
Dana smiled. "Why do you think?"
William replied, "I figured you were in a relationship. No ring, so I
figured you lived with someone. Someone really lucky."
Dana laughed. "You've really built up this whole fantasy, huh? And
what does this person look like?"
William just let it all out. "Handsome, successful, rich, older,
sophisticated and you're deeply in love."
Dana giggled. "Cary Grant and I'm Grace Kelly?"
William knew they were old movie stars, but that was it. "I guess so."
Dana frowned, "Maybe I'm Audrey Hepburn." She laughed.
The lights started flashing to warn everyone to return to their seats.
They settled into their seats again.
At the end of the concert, William sat quite still. It was pretty neat.
He remembered orchestra stuff growing up but had never paid much
attention. He knew now that he'd associate Mozart with Dana forever.
As they stood, Dana grabbed his arm. "The evening's not over yet. I
made us reservations for drinks and something to eat. Want to hear some
jazz?"
William didn't know what to say. He simply nodded and they strolled up
the isle as if they'd always been a couple. He watched as she gave her
stub to the valet and in less than a minute a brand new Porsche rolled
up. As the valet jumped out he opened the door for Dana.
She turned and looked at him. "You coming?"
William thought he saw her take a twenty dollar bill and fold it into
the valet's hand. "Sure," he said as he bent down to climb in the
passenger seat. "Nice wheels."
Dana grinned. "Thanks. Buckle up."
William watched as she expertly wheeled away from the curb. She drove
like she was born to it, shifting and steering smoothly.
Before five minutes, they were pulling up to a small jazz club in the
social district. William knew the area and had gone to a couple of
dance clubs in the area.
William watched as Dana parallel parked the little sports car. As they
got out, he got a glimpse of her heels and stockings. God, she was
perfect, he thought.
The music was loud as the hostess showed them to a table, expertly
removed the reserved sign. Dana whispered in her ear and smiled.
William took a sip from the beer that was soon placed in front of him,
tipping his glass towards her and smiling.
Twenty minutes later, when the band left the stage to a round of
applause, he turned to her. "This is great." He pointed to the bits of
food left on the plates and raised his second beer. "Obviously, you've
been here before."
Dana nodded. "Uh huh. I just hope this all wasn't too much. I didn't
want to overwhelm you all at once. I just wanted to properly thank you
for saving me."
William blushed. "I think you did that already."
Dana laughed. "My life is worth more than one blow job, William.
Seriously, I am indebted to you. I want to do more."
William turned serious. "Okay. Go out with me. Let me take you out.
I want to get to know you."
Dana smiled. "That can't happen, William. I'm not your type."
William frowned. "How do you know my type?"
Dana looked serious. "I was hoping to stay friends. I was hoping we'd
have fun and help each other, but we can't have a relationship like
you're thinking. You wouldn't be able to deal with that."
William leaned over so his voice wouldn't carry. "How do you know that?
Am I such a bad guy?"
Dana shook her head. "No, you are the best kind of guy any woman would
want to have, marry, have children with, or anything. You are my Sir
Galahad. You're my white knight, my Incredible Hulk. You're perfect."
William looked puzzled. "Why won't you even tell me your last name or
give me a chance."
Dana replied, "It's Davis. It's about me, William. I don't want to
confuse your life or ruin it. We can't have a love affair cause I'm
queer."
William looked puzzled. "You like girls? Why the blow job, then?"
Dana laughed. It was deep, throaty, and very sexy. Her eyes twinkled.
She shook her head as she reached out and placed her hand on his wrist.
"I'm queer and I like men."
William looked at her as it clicked in his brain. "You're a guy?" He
couldn't help but look confused. She wasn't a guy. He had spent the
whole evening with her. He'd seen her half undressed on that first
night. She was teasing him, right?
Dana had tears in her eyes and looked quite serious. "I am. I've
always been this way and it's okay. But, it's not fair to lie to you.
I was hoping you'd still be my friend even now that you know what I am.
I don't want to deceive you."
William thought for a minute and nodded his head. "Can we go somewhere
quiet and private? I want to talk with you where we be alone."
Dana stood up. "Sure. But are we okay and everything? I don't want
you going all Hulk on me cause some queer blew you and now you've got to
punch me out in revenge."
William looked around for the waitress who had been bringing them drinks
and food. He reached for his wallet.
Dana shook her head. "It's all on the house. Uh, I kinda am part owner
of this place. So, are we good? You're cool with being seen with a
little fairy who sucked your cock?"
William was still trying to process it all. "Dana, I've played football
since Middle School. I'm twenty-two and want to be a lawyer. I've know
lots of gay guys in the locker rooms and as friends. C'mon, I'm no
stupid redneck who loves to beat people up."
"I don't know, William. You did a pretty good job on that Navy
quarterback. How many sacks and turnovers did you cause that day
alone?"
William still held her arm as he led her across the street. It was a
lot quieter. He turned and looked back at the jazz club. "How come
it's not called 'Dana's Place'?"
"I bought a quarter share two years ago. I've known the owner for a
decade. I've done his books for years. It's fun."
"That's fun?"
"I'm all about numbers. I run a software business."
"You a gamer?"
"No, just a nerd who writes code for businesses."
"That paid for the Porsche?"
"The business leases it. It owns my condo, too."
"Am I going to see it?"
"If you can behave."
William crossed his heart as he sat inside the sports car. "Cross my
heart, I will be a gentleman."
Dana impulsively kissed him. Then she pulled away in horror. "Oh,
William, I'm sorry. I forgot!"
Before she could say another word, William leaned back across the
shifter and took her by the shoulders. He pressed his lips to hers and
kissed her back. What started out as a simple kiss grew until he parted
her mouth with his tongue and probed deeply.
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