Varsity Bad Boy Series

Book Three| Dancing With The Defensive End: Chapter 2

Four years earlier

John

This party bus isn’t that bad. Mainly because Olivia was a good sport about it. I got to give that woman props, any other girl I know would have blown a fuse over being picked up at the airport by a bus with strippers to cheer her boyfriend up from Lodi g a major trophy.

Not Olivia, she is having fun. Then something happened. I watched as that beautiful stripper I noticed earlier tried to convince Olivia to give the pole a try, but Olivia was afraid she was too big to swing around the pole.

Why do girls always think they are too big? They really do obsess over their weights too much.

“No you are not! Please, you are not big at all. Anyone any size can do it. Hey beefcake there, come here.” I suddenly heard it coming from the stripper.

I realised the beefcake she was talking about was me. So I got out of my seat on the bus and went to her.

Standing close to her, I realised this woman was beautiful.

“Ok big guy, grab this pole here.” The stripper said and showed me where to put my hands on the pole.

I looked at her, what is she going to have me do?

“What exactly am I doing?” I asked.

The stripper put her hand on the side of my face and then purred to him. “Mmm you are part of my show right now, big sexy.”

Her touch ignited something in me. I don’t know if it was how sultry her voice was or her touching me. I suddenly felt this excitement within myself that I have not felt in awhile from a woman.

I heard the guys cheering for me. They want me, a six foot four, two hundred and forty pound man to swing from a pole like these girls? My teammates are crazy.

Mikey is yelling “take it off” I heard. That fool is the reason I’m standing here next to a beautiful stripper, so I flipped him off. Which caused everyone to start laughing.

I looked at the stripper, she whispered so no one else heard, to me, “You can do it. I believe in you.”

Ugh, if I die on this pole I hope someone beats Mikey’s ass for me. I grabbed the poke and followed the girls instructions. Next thing I knew I was seung around the pole and I didn’t die or break anything!

Everyone was cheering. The guys started throwing singles at me. As I finished the swing, the stripper told me to just stand there.

I did and saw that she swung her legs up so that she was on the pole hanging upside down. She slid a little down, hooked her one leg on the pole, then did this seductive swing on it while doing this split.

I was in awe, this girl was amazing. She righted herself back to normal position, and slid back down the pole and said to me “Want to give that a try there, big sexy?”

There is no way in hell I am going to be able to do that. I shook my head and started laughing. “I’m not that flexible! You definitely have talent babe.”

The stripper shot her head back and laughed. “Why thank you. Glad my degree came in handy.” She says as she runs her hand down my chest.

I know the strippers put on an act, but that didn’t feel like an act to me. What is happening here with this girl? I admit I like her touching me.

“Degree?” Olivia asked her.

“Yeah, I was a dance major. Hard to become a prima ballerina when you have bills to pay.” She said.

I smiled. I got to respect her. She is doing what she needs to do. I wish she could be the ballerina she wants to be. But I can see maybe it is hard Area to get into, it’s not like you run into many professional ballerinas.

I kind of like to know more about this woman. “What’s your name?” I asked the Stripper.

“Professionally, Angel.” She said to me, then got closer to to me, like she wanted to tell me something, so I bent my head down so she could whisper in my ear.

“Really it is Gia.” She says to me.

I stood back up smiling and nodded my head at her. “John” I told her.

She blushed and said “Oh, I know, I’m kind of a fan. I’m a football fanatic, I've seen all you guys’ games.” She told me.

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Gia

As the bus we headed to the airport to pick up the two main people this bus is for, I started to realise, I know who these college kids are. This is the football team of the college.

They had an incredible season and were controversial as well because of scandal. But they proved nothing can hold them down.

My eyes kept going to the big guy. Outside of his uniform he was quite handsome. He seemed quieter than the other guys.

Once we picked up the two main people this bus was for, the party was to start. When I heard the girl we picked up from the airport say she always wanted to try the pole but was afraid she was too big, I used that as an opportunity to get that hunk of a man next to me.

There is just something about him that I find attractive. Normally I am all business with these things. But with him, I’m breaking my own rules.

Don’t get close to a client. I’m just to entertain you and go home. Never make it personal. That’s why the fake names we use. Why I told him my real name, I don’t know.

John is making me lose my control, and part of me is liking that I am. I was actually enjoying this job for a change.

Finally the party had to end, the time these guys paid for this bus was over. I looked over to John, do I get brave and take a chance?

Before I could talk myself out of it, I went up to him.

“You really did great on the pole. If this football thing doesn’t work out. You could be a dancer.” I told him.

He laughed and said, “Sweetie, I don’t think I could ever master that. But thank you. You really are great at your job. And you actually are great at giving instructions. So really it was all you that made me look good.”

I blushed, I don’t know why I blushed at what he was saying.

“Um, maybe we could have like a cup of coffee sometime.” I mumbled.

Ok, why am I nervous? I sound like I am in Junior High school.

“Sure, what is your number?” He asked as he pulled out his phone.

Wait, did he actually agree? He wants my number? The excitement I was feeling. So I gave him my number. Hopefully I hear from him.

Later that night, I got back to my apartment. I heard my phone ding, I picked it up to see a text was on it.

J:| This is John, hopefully this is Gia and I didn’t get a fake number.

Wow, he really did text me.