Chapter 21 (18+)

"Um…. Are you that # 99 guy, Stevens ?", he asked, very gingerly.

"Yep, I'm that #99 guy.", I laughed.

"Oh wow, I thought it was you. Could I have your autograph ?", he asked, very excited.

I glanced down at his hands they were empty, no pen, no paper nothing. I once again laughed and looked at the young boy.

"Sure I guess so, what do you want me to sign ?", I asked.

Suddenly it dawned on him, he was woefully unprepared. He got a puzzled look on his face, then turned back toward the table where his parents were sitting. He mumbled something about being right back, then turned quickly and moved to his table. His Mom fumbled through her purse and fished out a magic marker, handing it to him. The boy quickly made his way back to our table extending the marker to me.

"Please sign my shirt.", he asked.

He was wearing a white plain cotton tee-shirt, with jeans and sneakers. I looked over at his Mother and motioned to her that he wanted me to sign his shirt, making sure she was ok with that. She smiled and nodded her agreement, so I turned back to him.

"What's your name ?", I asked.

"Danny Miller.", he said quickly.

"Well Danny Miller, do you play football ?", I asked.

"Yes sir, at my playground. I play defense, just like you.", he said proudly.

I placed my hand on his shoulder and turned him around so that his back was facing me. I began to inscribe the shirt just behind his left shoulder. Everyone in the restaurant was now watching, I guess a few might understand what was going on, the rest had to be wondering who the hell I was. I took my time and finished up on the back of the young boy's shirt.

" To Danny Miller - Keep Hitting Hard - Brian Stevens # 99"

I handed him the marker back and he thanked me, running back to his table to show his parents his shirt. His Mom whispered the words Thank You" to me, something you always appreciated in fans. Before I could settle back in, several other people came up with various objects, holding them out for me. This was the first time I had been out in public without the team, where anyone asked for a signature.

It took maybe five minutes to take care of everyone who had been standing there. Just as I was finishing up the last one, our waiter appeared with our food. He had a really strange look on his face as he watched me sign the last two objects. He set the plates down, wiped his hands on his apron, then stepped back quickly.

"Are you somebody famous or something ?", he asked me.

Both Ashley and I laughed at the same time, making his smile somewhat, but still with a strange look on his face.

"No, I'm not famous, it's a football thing. No big deal.", I answered him.

He nodded as he understood, then disappeared back into the kitchen to tend to his duties. The meal was excellent, it lived up to its billing. Our waiter returned with the check which we paid immediately, then exited the restaurant without any further fanfare. We made our way across the parking lot, got into the SUV, and were soon on the highway heading home. I knew it was going to be a long ride home, especially after what had happened in the movie theatre.

I settled in the seat, leaning my arm on the center console of the SUV, my eyes glancing at Ashely every now and then. She was seated next to me, her short skirt riding high up her thighs, giving me an excellent view of her long, firm legs. I noticed her shift her weight in the seat, leaning her body against the center console, her arm right next to mine. I did not attempt to make any contact, I just kept my eyes on the road, pretending not to notice.

We were maybe about halfway home when I felt her hand cover mine for the first time. I simply opened my hand, allowing her to slip her small hand inside of mine, then placing my fingers between hers. She lifted her palm from mine gently, her thumb beginning to rub across my open palm very lightly. I felt chills running up my spine, my cock was now rock hard, straining against my jeans. All during this strange encounter, not a word was spoken between us, we just sat there, both staring straight ahead.

I pulled into the driveway shortly after midnight, turned off the vehicle, following Ashley into the house. Again I felt at a crossroads, what was going to happen. Should I pursue her, should I wait for her to make the next move? I had no idea whatsoever, I decided on the latter. I closed the kitchen door behind me, turning the lock for the night. I opened the refrigerator, poured a glass of iced tea, then made my way to the family room. I turned on the TV, sat on the sofa, pretending to be interested in watching something. I noticed that Ashley had disappeared into her room, closing the door behind her.

I had been sitting there for a few minutes beginning to think Ashley had perhaps decided to call it a night. Just as I was starting to think it was time to get ready for bed, her door opened and she entered the family room. She walked past the chair that she normally sat in, instead of selecting to sit at the opposite end of the sofa from me. Once again, it seemed that perhaps she was having second thoughts. I continued watching TV as if nothing were wrong, even though I was dying to move over and take her in my arms. I guess about five minutes passed before she finally spoke.

"Brian, can I ask you a question ?", She said softly.

"I guess so Ashley, what is it ?", I answered.

"I …. uh…. God this sounds so bad, I know. Remember when we had that conversation a while back about helping each other relieve some of these intense feelings ?", she asked.

"Yes, I remember that.", I replied.

It was apparent Ashley was struggling to try to get up the courage to tell me what she was thinking. Her face was flushed, her eyes refusing to look directly into mine, her voice shaky, cracking between words.

"Well then... how would you feel about…..maybe just both of us like… I mean I stay over here.... You stay over there but we ....", she stopped once again, trying to find the words.

"You want me to watch you…. You know.... from over here ?", I asked incredulously.

"Uh Huh.", she answered hoarsely, nodding her head.

I know I just sat there, kinda stunned, this was not what I had thought might happen. Although the sight of this gorgeous creature with her fingers buried in her pussy was immensely erotic to say the least. Before I could respond, one way or another, she spoke up again.

"But, there is a catch.", she whispered, "If I do this for you, you have to do the same for me."

"So after you know, you're done, you want to watch me ?", I asked.

"No, I want us to do it at the same time, watch each other .", she answered.

"Ashley, are you sure about this? I mean, I just don't want anything to get weird between us. I care so much about you, I just don't want to ruin anything, you know ?", I responded.

"I know what you mean. I am sure if you are.", she said.

By this time my cock was rock hard straining against my pants, aching to be stroked. Whether or not I wanted this, I knew I needed this.

I simply nodded my head in acceptance of her offer. I could see her exhale deeply, perhaps a sigh of relief, the weight of this conversation being lifted off of her shoulders. She turned and swung her legs up on the sofa so that she was facing me, her back against the armrest.

"I am really nervous Brian, just please be patient with me.", she asked.

She relaxed a bit, reached down to the hem of her short skirt, pulling it up to her hips exposing a pair of powder blue, lacey panties underneath. Her eyes were locked on mine, almost as if she were waiting for a reaction from me before proceeding.

She slowly opened her legs exposing her silk-covered pussy to me, her hands traveling to the inside of her thighs. Her eyes were still riveted to mine, watching my every move. Slowly she slid her right hand up her thigh until her fingers came to rest between her legs. She spread her legs just a bit further, exposing the entire crotch of her panties to me, her fingers began gently rubbing the fabric covering her pussy, very slowly. I could see the light blue material begin to change color, darkening as her juices soaked into them. I looked up at her to see she had never taken her gaze off of me.

"Well….. You gonna just sit there…or you gonna start too ?", she asked.

I guess all the blood must have rushed to my face I turned beet red, I could see a smile slowly crossed her face. I slowly turned on the sofa, throwing one leg up on it, the other still resting on the floor.

I reached down unbuckled my belt, then gingerly unbuttoned my jeans, then looked up over at Ashley. Her eyes were glued to what my hands were doing, her fingers moving slightly faster as they pressed into her pussy with more urgency. The entire crotch of her panties had turned dark blue, her fluids had soaked them.

I looked back down and found my zipper, slowly pulling it down until my cock sprang up, finally released from the confines of its denim prison. I was wearing black thin boxers, it was immediate that I had a raging hard cock. I looked back up at Ashley, her eyes were wide, her face flushed as she watched every move I was making. At this point, I was not sure just how far she was willing to go, so I decided to follow her lead, wrapping my right hand around my cock, through my shorts.

"Does that feel good ?", she asked softly, her words dripping with sex.

"I can't even begin to explain just how good.", I answered.

"I want to show you something, Brian. Something I have wanted to show you for a while now.", she said.

With that she reached between her legs with her left hand, reaching two fingers inside the leg band of her panties, pulling them to the side. For the first time I was gazing at Ashley's pussy, a sight I would never forget. She was shaved completely smooth, her lips were full and puffy, her opening bright pink, glistening in her secretions. She extended one finger and slowly slid it between her lips, then slowly back out again. She then raised the finger to her lips, sucking it deep into her mouth, the sight was incredible.

"Now your turn.", she said, her fingers resuming their movements between her legs.

I took a deep breath and swallowed hard, this was it. I reached up and slowly pulled the front of my boxers down until my entire cock was exposed to her. I placed my other hand around my shaft, just under the head, and began a slow rhythmic up and down motion as I once again looked up at her. Her eyes were glued to my cock, her fingers stroking her pussy in short rapid movements back and forth.

"Oh my God, your cock is gorgeous, so full and thick.", she exclaimed, "God I love to watch you stroke it."

We just sat there for several minutes, watching each other, slowly the tension and lust building, moment by moment. I made sure I kept my stroke steady and slow, I didn't want to cum too quickly, I didn't want this moment to end. But somewhere deep in the back of my mind, I wanted more, so much more.

I had noticed Ashley's hips had begun a gentle but slow rocking motion, she was now using only one finger that had quickened its pace on her clit. She leaned back into the armrest a little further, her legs opening wide, giving me a full view, as she continued to stroke herself with urgency.

"Brian, I am not going to be able to hold back much longer, I need to cum bad.", she panted.

"I feel the same way, I'm ready to cum too, Ash.", I replied.

She sat up a bit, leaned her body forward towards me, as her fingers continued their magic on her clit.

"Brian, will you cum first for me ? ", she asked, almost begging.

I nodded my agreement, lifted my hips off the sofa, pushing my pants and boxers all the way down my thighs. I sat back down, leaned against the armrest, and wrapped my right hand firmly around my cock. I began to quickly pull my throbbing cock up and down, my eyes locking back on Ashley. I knew it was not gonna take very long at this rate.

"Oh God yes Brian. That's it, jerk off for me.", she urged.

I continued pumping my cock with no restraint, I was past modesty, I just wanted to please this beautiful woman. She continued to urge me on, her words dripping with lust, hurtling me towards an orgasm. At the same time, her finger was now flying across her clit, I knew she was getting close as well.

"Let me see that cum Brian. Cum for me, nowww.", she begged.

I squeezed my cock tightly, pounding it up and down rapidly my eyes locked on her pussy. I felt the cum racing up my shaft, It was time.

"Oh God Ash, here it comes.", I grunted.

The first rope of cum shot from my cock landing high on my chest. Three more quick blasts covered my stomach as I cried out as wave after wave of intense sensation swept through my body. Cum was still flowing from my cock, dripping across my hand, my fingers covered in hot thick fluid. Just as my orgasm was subsiding, I heard Ashley moan once, softly.

"Oh shit, God damn...…,", she cried.

She leaned back and exploded violently on her hand, her hips bucking back and forth, her mouth open in pure pleasure. Her index finger was almost a blur as it buzzed back and forth against her throbbing clit. She rode the intense pleasure for at least thirty seconds before her body began to relax, her tense muscles easing back down on the sofa. Her eyes were closed, her breathing returning to normal, her finger now just gently tickling her clit. She finally opened her eyes, looking across at me, a warm glow on her face.