The Football Player And His Ballerina

Maybe

Kyle POV

I almost begged Liam and Dean to come with me.

We are on vacation so both already had plans. I thought about inviting some lady to go with me but I know Yas wouldn't forgive me. Yas hates the women we get along with. She calls them gold diggers and blow-up dolls.

Without much choice, I decided to go alone.

I dressed casually since Tolga said dinner would be casual. I wore a dark blue polo shirt, and light blue shorts. and my favorite blue sneakers.

I enter the garage, which is full of cars, most of them sports cars. I opt for my Porsche Macan. The car needs to run and lately, it's been spending a lot of time in the garage.

On the way I call Yas, informing her I'll be there in 10 minutes. Yas had asked to let her know, something related to the food, but I didn't quite understand.

Tolga's security, let me pass quietly since he must have orders to let me in. He probably also knows me from the times I come here.

I parked the car and headed towards the door, ringing the bell.

The door opens and to my surprise it's Sophie.

"Hey Sophie," I greeted her politely, giving her one of my best smiles.

"Hey, Kyle. They asked to open the door for you."

I entered the house and follow Sophie into the living room. Where Yas was sitting on the couch with Tolga, in front of her massaging her foot.

"Kyle, please come in. I'm sorry. I tripped and I think I sprained my ankle," Yas informed me.

“Hey, Tolga. Yas. Oh that's bad, can I help?” I ask as I approach, worried about her.

"Actually you can. You already know the house, can you please go to our room, to our closet, and bring the first-aid kit? It's on the shelf right by the entrance. I could ask Sophie but you know the house better... " Yas asked me with a smile and a grimace that I guess is pain, since Tolga was putting pressure on her ankle.

I went upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and entered without closing the door.

I head towards the closet but before entering it, through the mirror I could see Lara.

Her back is bare, facing the mirror, so it's impossible for her to see me.

Lara is only white underwear, a basic but seductive style. I saw her pulling the clasp of a dress she has in her hands. At this moment her body slowly rotates and I can see part of her chest. Perfect. Small breast, my hand could squeeze it completely. Her breast has a perfect little pink nipple... ah... I can feel something move and twitch inside my boxers. Speechless and ecstatic, I seem glued to the floor, but when she covers her entire chest and adjusts her dress, I realized I have to get out of the room before she sees me. I tried to be as careful as I can. I left the room, closing the door,

I kept my hand glued to the door handle. What do I do now? I can't go down without the first-aid kit! I stayed there thinking about what to do for a while. I was nervous, because I don't want anyone to see me here petrified and with a hard little Kyle.

I took a deep breath, trying to divert my mind to bad things. Little Kyle finally starts to return to normal and I knock on the door.

Lara's sweet voice informs me that she is ready to go. I walk in, feigned surprise, and asked for her help looking for the goddam first-aid box. I didn't need to, I could get that by myself, but it was the best excuse to buy more time.

Lara hands me it. Just after she asks me to forget what happened the night before. Her voice is almost pleading. She said she's embarrassed...wow and that hurt. maybe I'd rather hear her say something different.

I said It didn't happen and I reassured her saying I'd forget about it.

Her eyes seemed to be reading my soul, but luckily she left the room and I followed her. I couldn't help but appreciate her in that dress. And now that I've seen part of what's under the dress, my curiosity is even greater. I tried to push the image away but I couldn´t. I ran my hands through my hair in exasperation.

We finally got close to Yas who seems to have recovered, luckily.

Dinner went well.

I didn't really like Sophie's comment but I understand. Sophie thinks footballers have an easy life. Training, millionaire salaries, and that is it. But we also have to be careful with our diet, our body, health. We also trained all day, intense training, and a lot of recovery and conditioning work. Sacrifices? Leaving the family at an early age is a huge sacrifice. Internships away from home where we only could see our teammates, coaches, and medical staff, for days or weeks.

Yes, I know I´ve been pulling my luck a lot, lately. But going out and drinking is not something I can do every day, just on breaks or important occasions. We often have morning training, but our work doesn't end there. We have to go home and continue the recovery work, either with equipment or simply through other activities, like swimming, for example. On other days we stayed the whole day working, always being monitored. Between gym work, light training, little matches between us, masseurs, physiotherapists, medical sessions, sports psychologists, and cryotherapy, our days are quite busy.

When there are important games, we spend days away from home. Of course, it's more difficult for those who have a newly formed family, but it's not easy to be away from our things and under full surveillance, whether it's this medical or even to ensure our safety. It's not easy to know who our true friends are. Most just want to use us. I am grateful, Thomas has always been a perfect parent and agent but I have colleagues who are constantly in trouble, and people take advantage of them.

One thing Sophie got right, we have elite medical teams, cutting-edge technologies and the best treatments in the world, and, of course, millionaire salaries.

I was shocked when I realized how dance companies don't have half the technology or medical resources we do. I also had no idea that wages were so much lower. It would have made sense if it were exorbitant too, but sadly no.

Tolga and Yas posed some interesting questions to Lara. I listened to the answers with interest, I had no idea how much she must work, and I identified myself with some of the things she told us.

Yas invited the girls to go see something with her. It was just me and Tolga now.

"Lara is really impressive," Tolga comments as he settled his body in his chair, sipping his drink.

"Yes, a lot" I nod. I´ll not lie. This woman is making me admire her more day after day.

"Interested in her?" Tolga asked with an amused face.

"Maybe" I confessed shocked by my answer. The truth is that after seeing Lara, almost naked, something in me changed. As if now, in addition to wanting to protect her, I also wanted to take care of her, touch her, grab her breast, and suck her little pink n****e. And be the only one allowed to do it. Make her mine. What?

Maybe that's what I needed to get her out of my head and break this spell. Make her mine, even if it's just one night.