Falling For A Soccer Star

Flicking the bean

The ride back to the hotel was quiet, Gerald barely spoke any words and neither did Andrea. The night definitely did not go as well as Gerald had planned. Gerald needed to make a change in the sleeping arrangements so he sent a text to sort it out as this night they would clearly be needing two separate rooms.

What exactly was he thinking? That she was going to go back on all the rules and ethical principles governing her profession for another night with him. That was incredibly brave even for a person who made impeccable passes and scored goals from impossible angles.

At the end of the date Gerald felt as tho a referee had blown a whistle halting any more action on the field but in this case all activities that involved wooing her. Truth be told he was quite away he was terrible at it. How he had managed to do it the first time was beyond a miracle which was mainly because she was interested but not this time.

They arrived at the hotel in a 2022 Cadillac CT5. Black with tinted glasses. A lot of things could have gone down in that car as it had the body, the privacy and the comfort but definitely not for this two as it was clearly going to waste.

As they arrived at the hotel Gerald walked up to the receptionist and got the key to the both rooms. Two butlers were already on standby to wheel their luggage to their respective rooms as all other guest of the club had arrived earlier.

Gerald handed over the key to her and as she looked at it closely she saw a inscription on the key, it said classic 13.

“Can I see yours?” Andrea asked.

“Why is that?” Gerald replied.

“I would like to know the your room” she said.

“I am in room 14” Gerald said.

“I need my room changed, I won’t be comfortable having you as a neighbor Andrea said.

“The walls are sound proof” one of the butler said as as soon as he did Andrea and Gerald’s expression did not good so he wished he had kept the information to himself.

“You would have to go and change it yourself” Gerald said as he was beginning to get tired of her constant bickering.

As Andrea went to the reception to get a change of rooms she was offered room 16 and 18 and she still insisted it was too close for comfort in her thoughts. The receptionist offered her room 21 and she was more comfortable with that.

Andrea was still in a mood as she was awfully quiet but still managed to give Gerald the scaring bossy look she had in the elevator.

“Perfect, just perfect” Andrea said as they got to their hotel room floor and she realized that room 14 and 21 were facing each other.

Gerald opened his hotel room and went in as what ever was bothering Andrea was clearly not what he was bothered about at this moment. He was still wallowing in self pity as he remembered what happened at the date and he began to feel like an i***t. He just wanted to sleep and forget it all.

Andrea prayed hard that she would survive the night as she was in a strange city on a hotel bed which she clearly knew she would have been unable to afford in her own. The room was very beautiful and furnished exquisitely, it was a five star hotel but yet it exceeded her expectations. Yet she craved her own bed or the bed at Gerald’s house as she was already starting to make that one her own. Andrea thrived on stability and patterns, that was how she was brought up as a child with everything in its correct order and places. Growing up her mother took Andrea as her most priced possession and accomplishments with everyone saying she had out done her self raising her to be a woman of impeccable standards. That was all before she went to college, fell in love and married the first guy who had plucked her flower. If her mother was disappointed then she needed to see Andrea now as she was tossing on the bed thinking of how to stop and wave her thoughts off Gerald as he clouded all possible imaginations of hers. She needed to fall asleep.

She had taken a warm bath and immersed herself in warm water with the fragrance of the hotel bubble bath resting on her nostrils. She laid there for about 30 minutes hoping the water will penetrate and clean her deep pores. She dried her body while looking at herself in the full wall mirror, admiring her curves and edges by turning to capture all angles by her retina.

The walls of the hotel room were not thin thank goodness because she was sure she would have gone deaf by now. She had seen the different women who came to the hotel to meet various players lodged in different suites in the hotel. She had seen some women in the lobby and a few when she was in the elevator and in the hall way. Was she really envious of them or was she just really horny wanting her very own slice of the action.

Andrea thoughts got away from her and one fleeting thought that crossed her mind was to call Gerald and ask him if she was interested in another one night stand in a great city with her. What was she thinking? He was her patient and most likely he had gotten a lady to keep him warm during this cold horny weather.

As she picked up her phone she unlocked it and after looking at her recent call log she threw the phone on the bed and decided she was going to help her self too much was as stake in calling Gerald and she was so horny.

Andrea had no expectations for the trip so she had not packed her pocket sized vibrator which she kept handy for cases like this. It was definitely going to be old fashioned this time as she placed her fingers in her panties passed her mons pubis and between her lower lips gaining entrance to her feminine part. There was definitely no need for a lubricant of any sort was she was dripping wet which had soaked her underwear and wasn’t stopping anytime and not now that she was even about tending to it.

“Omg why am I so wet” Andrea said out loud in the room. She was alone and she intended to express herself as much as she could you only get this opportunity once in a while.

It was her body she knew it so well, she knew the right places to touch, the right pressure to apply, the right speed to go at she was definitely going to get everything right tonight. She exposed herself on the bed unclad as she was about flicking her bean.

Andrea rubbed on her mons pubis long enough before proceeding lower to expose her c******s in between her lower lips. It opened up like a flower with slippery nectar oozing from it. It’s size and color was something she was always proud of. It was medium sized pea shaped and pink in color. It increased a little each time she was horny with the size now almost double its previous size. it had probably reached it expansion limit as it was large and engorged.

Andrea enjoyed the feeling of intense pleasure as it moved from her legs up till her spine and back to the other way. Andrea had enjoyed her had on her p***y so much that she had began to moan more loudly and intensely.

She usually did not need an image in her head in other to reach her peak point but when the thought of her patient naked came to her mind she did not finger it even tho she knew that she should have. It didn’t take long before her thoughts were one with her words and that was when his name first came out as a moan from her lips.

“Gerald, just like that” Andrea said. It was weird even for someone as slightly freaky as she was but at that moment she was more than ready to anything that was get her off and allow her enjoy the o****m she most desperately needed.

As she kept the imagination of Gerald with her in the room flicking her bean in the exact way she liked it, it didn’t take long before she felt her legs shaking and her release came with a long moan.

That was nice she said to herself as she had gone into the washroom to wash the feminine juice off her fingers. As she got back to the bed she picked up her phone and her heart stopped.

She had butt dialed a number and the call was still ongoing for the past 30 minutes. This could not be happening had Gerald heard all her moans.

“f**k” Andrea shouted when she realized the moan was made up of mostly his name.