a Game of Inches – Chapter Six

The rest of the weekend was absolutely miserable. Neither of us wanted to be anywhere near the other. My heart was breaking, I knew now that I was definitely in love with Ashley. No way I would feel this bad if I weren’t.

The following Monday she went back to school, I began spending a good part of the day at the gym. I was working out like an animal, never had my drive been stronger. It was more of a pent up anger though than it was determination. Every night I either stayed out until bed time or went to bed extremely early.

The draft was going to be held in just over a week, the entire town was buzzing with excitement. Everyone speculated on where I would chosen, would team would select me, what round of the draft and so on. But to be perfectly candid, no one had any idea. My agent had told me several teams had contacted him, all seemed somewhat interested but no one was making any guaranty of any kind. During the day Saturday, Courtney’s Dad called and mentioned to me he would love to a have a party the next Saturday for the draft. We could watch it live at his house, then celebrate after I was selected. I was very hesitant to accept his offer. It could be a disaster if I was not selected by anyone. But he was very convincing, I reluctantly agreed to his offer. He told me I could invite any family members to be in attendance, the more the merrier.

That night I informed Ashley of his offer, inviting her to be there. I could tell she was very reluctant, but I think she felt trapped and obligated to go. I had been invited over to Courtney’s for Sunday dinner by her Dad, we would finalize the plans for the draft party.

The next Sunday over dinner, Mr. Timmons laid out his idea’s for the party. He would set up a large TV on his back patio area near the pool. He would have tables and chairs facing the TV, there would be a buffet table and drinks set up as well. In addition the TV in the family room would be available for overflow guests. I really felt bad about him doing all of this, I knew this was going to be expensive. I started to bring up the subject of cost, Courtney’s Mom quickly cut me off.

“Brian, give it up. You are this man’s son he never had. Either you let him do this or you may have to take him to training camp with you.”, she laughed.

I spent the rest of the day by Courtney’s, most of it sitting on the back patio talking to Courtney and her Dad. I left for home about ten o’clock that night, they both had work the next day. The following week was very hectic, I spent hours on the phone with my agent, getting details on exactly how the draft would proceed. We would keep an open phone line between us, in addition all of the teams had my cell number for direct contact. But after all of the calls back and forth, my fate was still very much uncertain. I was in the diner having lunch on Friday when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned and saw an older man in his late sixties perhaps, standing there a serious look on his face.

“Brian, how are you son ?”, he asked.

“I’m fine sir, and you ?”, I answered with a smile.

“You don’t know who I am do you, son ?”, he asked.

“No sir, I am sorry, I do not.”, I answered him.

The old man took a deep breath, his hand brushing back the few strands of hair he had hanging down somewhat in his eyes.

“I am your grandfather Brian. My name is Thomas.”, he said softly.

I was stunned, suddenly I felt as if I had been punched violently in the stomach. I know I just sat there for quite a while staring at the old man. I really had no idea what to say to him, to be honest I didn’t even remember him very well.

“I understand if you don’t want to talk to me Brian. I just happen to see you here, I guess sentiment got the best of me.”, he said sadly.

“Oh no sir, I’m sorry. You just surprised me, that’s all. Please sit down sir.”, I said, suddenly feeling very bad for him.

The old man moved around the table, then carefully pulled the chair back and slowly sat down. He shifted himself carefully into the chair, his eyes finally coming back to mine.

“I really don’t know where to begin or what to say, son. It’s been so very long.”, he started.

“But it’s very obvious to me and the entire community, your Father did one hell of a job raising you.”, he said.

The last thing I expected was my mother’s father complimenting my Dad on anything. I was always told that my grandparents hated my father and everything he stood for. They did everything humanly possible to drive a wedge between my parents, finally succeeding in running my dad away.

“Thank you sir, that means a lot to me.”, I answered.

For the next hour the old man carefully explained what had happened over the past few decades, how things had really come to pass as they were. Apparently my grandmother was the driving force of the hatred that had fueled our dysfunctional family. She had convinced my mother through lies and manipulation that my father was no good, he would never amount to anything. She was a cruel woman who always got her way, it was easier to follow the plan than fight her. He then shocked me for the second time since our meeting.

“Even though I caught holy hell from your mother and grandmother, I saw just about every game you played in high school. I watched all of your college games on TV the past few years.”, he admitted.

“Why didn’t you ever let me know you were there ?”, I asked.

“I’m not sure Brian. I guess I always felt horrible for how I let them treat you and your Father.”, he said.

“Is my mother still married to Richard ?”, I asked.

“Yes she is, a useless man to say the least. They still live with us after all of these years, neither have a lick of ambition.”, he stated.

“I’m sorry sir, I really had no idea.”, I answered.

“I know you didn’t son.”, he responded.

We exchanged cell phone numbers and I promised I would call and keep in touch with him. He seemed genuinely relieved as he shook my hand. It seemed like a tremendous burden had been lifted off of his shoulders. As I drove home, I decided to keep the story to myself for the time being, too much was going on anyway.

I was sitting in the family room watching TV when Ashley came home from school. She asked me if I would mind fixing myself something to eat for dinner, she was going out with friends. I told her of course not, to go out and have a good time. She thanked me and headed to her room to get ready. I actually didn’t see her leave, though she did yell out that she was leaving, then went out the back door. Since it was close to seven o’clock, I decided to get dressed and eat at the diner again. Just as I was about to leave for the diner the house phone rang. I walked into the kitchen and answered it. It was very unusual for the house phone to ring, we both used our cell phones all the time.

“Hey Brian, is Ashley there ? This is Stephanie.”, said the soft voice.

“Oh hey Stephanie. No, she just left, not five minutes ago.”, I answered.

“Left for where ?”, she asked.

“She said she was going out. I figured that meant with you.”, I replied.

“No, that’s what I was calling to ask her. If she wanted to go out tonight.”, she responded.

“Well then I have no clue Stephanie, she didn’t say anything else to me.”, I told her.

“Brian, what is up with Ashley lately ? She seems so moody, she’s been acting really odd lately.”, she inquired.

“I have no idea Stephanie, she seems the same to me.”, I answered, doing my best to try and seem convincing.

“Well I guess I’m eating alone tonight.”, she said.

“Join the crowd Steph, I’m headed to the diner now.”, I said, before I could catch myself.

“Oh good, I will join you then.”, she quickly replied.

I had no choice but to be polite, besides Stephanie was good company, I enjoyed talking to her. She asked if I minded waiting a half hour before leaving so she could shower and change clothes. I agreed and decided to watch TV for a while before leaving. I lost track of time, I left about forty minutes later and drove to the diner. Stephanie was already seated at a booth when I walked in, I joined her.

“Hey, the woman is supposed to keep the guy waiting.”, she laughed.

“I’m sorry, I lost track of time.”, I said apologetically.

“I’m just kidding, I’m glad you’re here.”, she giggled.

We sat there talking for a few minutes before the waitress took our order. We both ordered sandwiches , fries, and soft drinks. Since it was Friday night, the place was packed. Several students said hello to Stephanie as they past in and out of the diner. In addition I was given some really strange looks as well, due to the fact I was sitting there with their teacher. I know Stephanie noticed it as well. Finally our food arrived and we began to eat our meal.

We talked for over an hour before we finished our meal, I really enjoyed the conversation. Stephanie was so different from Ashley in so many ways. Granted her physical appearance was everything a guy could wanted. She was perhaps five foot five inches tall, weighed maybe one hundred twenty pounds. She had a small waist and a gorgeous tight ass. She had long blonde hair and the face of a china doll. Her complexion was absolutely gorgeous. She was still like a teenager at heart, having just graduated from college a few years before. That and the fact she taught teenagers made her almost like one of them herself. I knew she was very well liked at school, especially by the boys. It had been along time since anyone at the local high school had anyone but Ashley to fantasize about, but I knew Stephanie got her fair share.

“Why is everyone staring at us ?”, Stephanie finally asked.

“Like I told you , this is a strange town Stephanie. People here are not used to anything out of the norm. And they decide what normal should be.”, I answered.

“I guess you’re right.”, she said, shaking her head.

We talked for a few minutes more, I saw Stephanie look at her watch. I glanced at mine noticing it was just after seven o’clock.

“I guess I should be going.”, I told Stephanie.

“Where are you off to ?”, she replied.

“Home, I guess, watch some TV. I have a big day tomorrow, the draft and all.”, I answered.

“Oh yea, I forgot about that. You must be excited.”, she responded.

“More nervous than anything to tell you the truth.”, I told her.

“You want to come over and watch some TV with me or something ? I could rent a movie, whatever.”, she asked with an impish grin.

“Oh geez Steph, I don’t know. I don’t want to cause any problems for you.”, I replied.

“Screw em, we’re both adults. They will just have to get over it.”, she giggled.

I was still very hesitant for several reasons. One of course was the damage it could do to Stephanie at school. But secondly, she was also Ashley’s friend, which meant double trouble for me. Although I had to admit, she was so precious standing there, her body slightly bouncing up and down, like she was anxiously waiting for a huge surprise. Besides, I had been honest with Ashley, I offered her everything I had.
She didn’t seem like being together long term was anything she saw possible. Maybe she was right, what I wanted was not possible.

“Oh heck, why not. At least for a little while.”, I answered.

“Oh good, follow me.”, she squealed.

As I got into my truck I had to laugh at Stephanie, she was so much not the adult she pretended to be at school. She liked to have fun, she didn’t take herself seriously at all. Sometimes in this high pressure world, spending time with a person like that was a big relief. I knew exactly where she lived, I had dropped Ashley off there once. I followed her to her house across town, relieved that no one seemed to be outside in the general vicinity. I followed her into the small but neat home, she closed the door behind me.

She led me to the center of the home, where she had a very small but well decorated sitting room. There were two small sofa’s, a small table, and a large TV mounted on the wall. She invited me to sit down and make myself at home, she went out to the kitchen to get a couple of soft drinks. She returned quickly, kicked off her shoes and sat down next to me on the small sofa.

“So tell me about tomorrow and the draft ? Where do you want to end up ?”, she asked.

“I really don’t care where I go, as long as someone drafts me. I just want to keep playing football. For a few more years at least.”, I answered.

We talked for the next hour or so about all the possibilities that could occur the following day. She then basically told me her life story and how she had come to end up in a small town teaching high school. She had been engaged to be married a few years back, but had caught her boyfriend with her room mate in college. She walked out on both of them that night and really never looked back. She finished school, then moved to get a fresh start. She had only been in one serious relationship in her life. We then got around to me, she was amazed that I had never been in a real relationship. The entire time we were talking, it seemed that she became more and more open. She began to gently touch my arm, or my leg when she was trying to make a point. I glanced at my watch again, noticing that it was getting close to nine o’clock. I figured that maybe I should start to head home, even though I knew I was not going to be able to get much sleep with tomorrow looming over me.

“It’s getting late Steph, I have a huge day tomorrow, I better get going.”, I said.

“It’s not late, besides you have nothing to do.”, she pouted.

“That’s true, but still, I think it’s time to go.”, I said softly.

“Brian, before you go, I need to tell you something.”, she said, resting her hand on my leg.

She had very tiny hands, they were so soft and delicate. I could tell she was reaching down deep, I had no idea what she was about to say. She took a deep breath, paused, then began to speak.

“Brian…. I don’t exactly know how to say this, so I am just going to say it. Please, before you interrupt me, let me finish.”, she started.

“I am extremely attracted to you, in fact lately you’re all that I can think about. I haven’t had feelings like this for a man in almost three years. Maybe my timing is incredibly bad, I know you’re possibly moving away soon but I had to tell you. Being really close to Ashley has made this even more difficult.”, she continued.

“I actually spoke to her once about this subject. She objected so strongly that I dropped it immediately. I know it would cause problems between us, that can’t be helped. So anyway, that’s it.”, she ended.

She exhaled deeply then set back in the sofa almost like she was waiting for bad news. Once again, I had no choice but to smile and laugh slightly. Her demeanor was just so cute and innocent, she made me feel so at ease.

“You think that’s funny ?”, she asked frowning, but grinning as well.

“No, it’s just the way you say things.”, I laughed.

“I’m being serious.”, she said, slapping my arm, “You don’t find me attractive ?”

“Oh no, that’s not it. I think you’re gorgeous Steph.”, I answered.

I could see she was immediately relieved by my last statement. In fact it seem to bring her back to life, she leaned forward like she wanted to hear more.

“It’s just with all that’s about to happen, I think starting a relationship would not be wise at this point.”, I replied.

“Well, let me worry about that.”, she answered, putting one arm on the back of my neck.

She pulled me down towards her, at the same time moving her face towards mine. My lips touched hers gently at first, almost like we were both afraid of the other’s reaction. That feeling passed quickly as I felt her tongue pushing over my lips, plunging deep into my mouth. She pulled back from me quickly, stood up, faced me, then straddled my lap in one quick motion. Before I could even react she was sitting on my lap, her lips once again pressed to mine. I pulled her small, very soft body into mine feeling her breasts against my chest. Soon I could feel her hips moving, she was beginning to grind her pussy against my rock hard cock. The feeling was incredible, soon I found myself pushing back, my hands grabbing her ass, holding her tighter. She pulled away from me for a second, her face just inches from mine.

“God, I have dreamt about this for months. I want you now.”, she whispered, hoarsely.

“Steph, I uh….. Well, I have never really….. You know…. “

“You have never made love before ?”, she asked, her eyes opening wide.

“Not really. I have fooled around, but never the real thing.”, I admitted, almost embarrassed.

“Well then, there are two things you need to know, big boy.”, she giggled, kissing me quickly on the lips.

“What’s that ?”, I answered.

“First, Steph is about to rock your world like it’s never been rocked before.”, she said, kissing me quickly again.

“Second, you need to know that you can never leave a woman wanting more. You let her cum as many times as she can. You let her tell you enough.”, she giggled.

“Is that so ?”, I laughed.

“That is so. And just so you know, I cum a lot.”, she said.

She leaned back towards me , her mouth covering mine, her hips rocking back and forth once again. By now, any and all reservations I had were gone, I was past the point of stopping. I felt Steph slide back on my legs, her weight resting on my knees. She continued to kiss me passionately as I felt her hands opening my jeans. Within a few seconds, she had unbuttoned my jeans, pulled the zipper down and had my rock hard cock between her fingers. She wrapped her small hand around my cock, stroking me gently but firmly. She looked down between her legs, her eyes bright and wide.

“Mmmmm what a cock, I can’t wait to feel you inside of me.”, she purred.

She released my cock, stood up in front of me and began to slowly remove her clothing. First she reached down, unbuttoned her jeans , sliding them down her legs, then stepping out of them. She then reached up and with one quick movement, pulled her shirt off, tossing it to the floor. She was wearing a black and white matching panty and bra set, she looked as if she had just stepped out of a lingerie catalog.