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I walk over to the window and look out at the Seattle skyline. I’m in my own little bubble up here. My apartment is very spacious with three bedrooms and three bathrooms, a home gym, study, and a jacuzzi. I guess it’s masculine, and I’ve made it my own. But the more I acquire, and at this point I’ve acquired a lot of wealth in a short amount of years, the more I have to wonder what it’s all about when I have no one to share it with.
It does get fucking lonely. And you don’t have to be alone to experience that.
My closest friends know this, especially Taylor, but it’s not something I’m exactly advertising by shouting from the rooftops. It’s not that I care what other people think, but I also don’t want to come across as a total pussy either.
My mom would love to see me settle down. I guess it’s just a matter of finding the right girl.
Hockey has been my life for so long, I know I’d have to be open to letting someone in.
We just won the Stanley Cup Finals and my body has been suffering because of the grueling back to back games. I can’t afford to slack off, even during our break, but I know I need a rest and maybe take a vacation.
Mom is on the house hunt for a bigger place, since I’ve finally convinced her to move out of the smaller bungalow they’ve lived in for a few years. She has been talking about viewing a few properties the next time I’m in town, then she can sell her other house. A thought occurs to me that maybe Maddison could help with the house hunt… would also be a good way to see her again.
Maybe a spontaneous visit down there is what I need. Soak up some sun, rest my fatigued body, and get away from my father.
I’ve just about decided it, whilst leaning on the cold glass looking out to the skyline.
The world twinkles below me and I feel a little lighter about things.
A vacation is exactly what I need.
* * *
I don’t register my phone buzzing next to me. It’s Sunday, and I don’t get up early for anything. The only thing up is the wood I’m sporting, but that’s pretty normal.
I don’t even bother looking at who’s trying to get hold of me, until I take care of myself. Best to get a quick one out of the way before I slide into my usual Sunday routine… that entails coffee, bagels from the side cafe near my block, and doing something as normal as reading the newspaper.
I don’t watch much TV as I find it too distracting, and the news is just depressing.
This is how I like to spend my Sunday’s. And laying in, knowing I have nowhere to be, no deadline to meet, and no training to be had… brings a smile to my face.
I reach under the covers to my very hard dick and bend an arm over my eyes.
Maybe it’s wrong to think of a woman who is virtually a stranger… one I made out with after knowing her less than a day. But her fucking lips were like a whole other world. Her energy is like nothing I’ve ever known. Straight off the bat she looked me directly in the eyes, and we could talk about anything and everything. She didn’t know anything about the game, but it didn’t really matter.
I wonder how she’d look sitting here now, in my team jersey, naked underneath.
I stroke up and down and sigh into the cool morning air.
I know this is exactly where I need to be; in my cocoon, pleasing myself over a girl I hardly know.
I can’t help but wonder how she likes it. Would she prefer to sit on me… or be under me… does she like it hard and fast, or slow and passionate? I can do either… in fact, I can do it all.
I’ve been in puck bunny heaven for the larger part of my career… so I’d learnt a lot about women and gained plenty of experience in how to please them.
I know I could make Maddison a happy lady in the sack… And I know I want to see her again. I pull myself off fast and hard, moving my hips to the beat of my own drum. I imagine she’s on me, riding me like the Wild West as I rip my jersey off her body, to reveal her gorgeous, silky, tanned skin. Her big, succulent tits bounce up and down, her nipples brushing my chest. To hear her call my name would be like heaven on earth.
If she gave me the chance… I would take her to heaven and back.
Truth is, I haven’t been laid since the playoffs started, and whilst I might be as horny as the next guy who hasn’t had sex for a couple of months now… It’s not just that.
I actually like this girl. The fact she had no idea who I was is super fucking hot.
And she liked me. Fuck yeah, she liked me. I could tell.
In my mind's eye she liked me for me, and that’s really what I want in a woman.
I know we would be good together. Is she a woman that would want just a good time with me with no strings attached, or is she looking for more? I know that I could do either, but as much as I’d love to just hook up, I don’t know if that would ever be enough for me with her.
