I had just gotten out of the shower when I heard a knocking at my door. I threw on my towel and wrapped it around my waist. I walked to the door and opened it up. There in front of me stood the same beautiful girl I had met in New Orleans. Aurora her name was. We had clicked from the start, but I couldn't understand why she was at my doorstep. She had a couple bags with her, and I could tell she was here to move in. It wouldn't be a problem though.
"Hey. What are you doing here?" I asked.
I quickly looked him over and began to blush. I hated that I was doing it but what else could I do? He was so gorgeous and I was very attracted to him, not only that but he was standing there in nothing but a towel. I shook my head quickly and put on my most sweet and charming smile.
"Good you remember me. Listen…I have a huge problem and you were the only person I could turn to...I've been fired; I have no money, no family, no friends, only the things that are in my bags here. I was hoping maybe you could help me out in some way."
I didn't want him to think that I was the type of woman who mooched. If he was willing to help me, then I would be willing to do anything for him, absolutely anything at all.
I thought for a second about what I should do, and the answer was clear. Here was this beautiful raven haired, goody two shoes looking girl, asking for my help. Christ I lived in a nice sized house, with only me in it. How could I resist this temptation? It was quite clear, I couldn't.
"Yeah come on in. I'm the only one who lives in this house. It feels pretty empty sometimes. I could definitely use a good looking girl like you around."
I took a double take and couldn't help but smile gratefully yet shocked. Was he telling me I could live with him? I took his advice and stepped in, still holding onto my bags. I looked around at the gorgeous home and couldn't help but smile even wider. I looked at Freddie trying to give him the impression that whatever he wanted was his, absolutely whatever he wanted. I then began to speak to him in a sweet but sexy voice.
"Thank you so much Fred, you have no idea how much I appreciate this...You're a life saver and my hero."
I couldn't help it; I walked over to him so that
we were toe to toe and stepped up on my tip toes. I then gently kissed his cheek. After doing that I stepped back and smiled.
I felt a smile slowly creep across my face after she had kissed me. She was extremely attractive, and I liked the innocent look going on. It definitely beat the ####s I had been banging. Besides, I could tell there was a physical attraction since we had first met. There was just that bond between some people, and I felt it between us. It would be nice to have a female around the house. I hadn't lived with a woman since Krystal, and that was almost two years ago. Now maybe I could settle down instead of fulfilling my nights with easy pussy and one night stands. Thinks looked like they were working out finally. Just like my career in the HWA. Things were only going up.
"Come in, I'll show you where you can stay."
I'd be letting her stay in my guest bedroom for now. I had the oncoming suspicion that that wouldn't last long. She'd be sleeping in my bed soon enough. Heh. I had always been good with the women.
I nodded and clutched my belongings. I couldn't believe that I had kissed him! That was the first time I had ever been that forward with a man. I couldn't help myself though; he was taking me into his home and making sure I would be okay. I followed him throughout the gorgeous home until we came to an upstairs guest room which was even more beautiful than words can begin to describe. I looked around in awe and then back at him with an excited smile.
"This is gorgeous Fred! I couldn't ask for anything better than this, thank you so much. You really are my Savior."
"I prefer Saint, but Savior works." I had said with a grin slipping across my face.
I watched her as she started setting up. Amazing body, amazing face. I continued to stare at her and she kept bending over, and putting things away. My god was she amazing. But she'd be staying here for now on so I had to take things slow. But with the way things were going, I'd be getting her in to the sack by the end of this week. I think I was addicted to sex. This was going to be AMAZING.
I could feel his eyes sizing up every inch of my body as I began to unpack various items. I turned my back to him because I was blushing so much, my cheeks felt hot and my stomach full of butterflies. I knew he wanted to get me into bed and if he would have chosen that very moment to take me, I wouldn't have put up a fight. I would have let him take me willingly. But he wasn't making a move so I decided to also not make a move. I turned to him trying to keep my composure and managed a smile.
"Are there any house rules I should know about? I mean this is your home and I don't want to do anything to disrespect you. I would also like to help out with housework and cooking. It's the least I can do besides finding a job.
I then slid off my sweatshirt I had on when I arrived. Underneath I was wearing a tight-fitting white tank top along with a pair of denim hip huggers. The Atlanta weather was very warm, even in the house I could feel the heat, not that that was a bad thing.
My god, the body on Aurora nearly got me aroused. The tight fitting tank top did her wonders, and the hip huggers only made the outfit that much better. The sexual tension was building up between us, I could feel it. As she finished unpacking, I continued to stare at her with hungry eyes. Before she finished I focused my attention elsewhere, not allowing her to catch me off guard. I'd go make her some lunch and allow her to shower.
"I'll tell you what. You go take a shower, and I'll get lunch prepared. I hope you don't mind turkey sandwiches."
I'd figured I'd start impressing her, by having some lunch ready when she got out…even though I would've liked to join her in that shower. Oh well, there would be plenty of opportunities.
"Turkey is just fine Fred and a shower sounds great. I have just spent I don't know how many hours on a greyhound bus. Where is the bathroom and I'll get my shower done and then we can have lunch."
I smiled at him and got into my bag, pulling out a pair of pink lacey brief panties, a matching bra, a pair of shorts, and last of all a baggy button up man's dress shirt. I tucked my clothing under my arm and placed my other hand on my hip.
"Also if there is anything I can do for you at all, just let me know. I mean in time I'm sure I could even start paying rent."
"Heh, don't worry about rent. I'm well enough off that you can come here for nothing. If you get bored I am sure I could find you a job around here, maybe you could even come to shows with me. We'll figure out something when we get to that point. But go take your shower, it's been a long day, and it has hardly started."
Right there I would've taken her to my room and had my way, but I enjoyed letting the tension build up. It would only get better when we both committed. She walked off with her clothes, as I caught a sneak peak at her clothes. Nice touch on the lace panties. Heh.
"Hey, I have a pair of pants and shirt you can borrow."
I left the room quickly and went and grabbed a pair of sweats and a small white undershirt of mine. I went back to the guest room and tossed the clothes to her.
"Here's a pair of sweats and one of my smaller undershirts. The pants may be a little baggy, but I'm sure they'll work for now. Soon enough we'll go get you some new clothes. There is a lot of designers around here you might like."
"I would love that, really thank you Fred; you have been so good to me. I don't even know how I am going to be able to repay you."
I looked at him vulnerably. I was trying to play the part of the sexy little vixen but I was finding it sort of hard to keep doing so. I set the clothes down on the bathroom counter and leaned against the doorframe with my arms crossed against my chest. He truly was something else, like no one I had ever met before. I stared into his eyes for a moment but then I began to blush; I tried to hide my expression as I put on an unsure look.
"Well I think I am going to get to take my shower..."
I stared back in to her eyes. Beautiful. Really attractive eyes. She looked away and I could see she felt a bit uneasy.
"Alright go take that shower, and lunch will be ready. I'm sure we'll have an interesting night."
Shit, I shouldn't have said that. Oh well, the physical and emotional attractions were there. Maybe tonight would be interesting, maybe not. We'd have to see how things turned out.
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It's almost as if this is being handed to me. So nice of Fallen to join my party last Havoc and take away what I had set up…a nice little win over the all star champ. I’ll see you soon Fallen…and you too Mikey. Fallen won’t be there to save you, and any mistakes I made will be quickly shorn up the next time we meet.
Matter of fact, I’m gonna grab me an official All Star title shot and then there will be no running from me Mikey. Yet here comes another peon from the mist who wants to talk talk. How many haters do I have to impress? How many times do I have to beat these chumps in order to be respected?
Who knows? Who cares?
I don't respect you or your partner. Never have, probably never will. When I look at you I see an over-rated talent. A guy who has won some big matches, but lost just as many. But wait; look at your HWA run…oops. Yall dipped soon after yall showed up. God damn give me a break. You can't win the big match.
You can't win THIS match.
The cards are laid out in front of you. You challenged me, to show everyone that you're still the MAN. You never were. You NEED to win this match in order to get your credibility back. You've been on a slide Koch. We all know it, we've all seen it. So being the man I am, I agreed. I took your match, and now I'm running away with it. You can say whatever you like.
"This match is for the ages." "This match was over before it started. Styles is too young for a vet like Koch."
Funny, because I think everyone else sees this match in a different way. They see an old timer trying to relive his glory days. They see you trying to compete with a superstar of the next generation. They all know you've expired. They all know that this is your way of trying to succeed again. It won't happen. It can't happen.
We can't have an older talent as the face of this company. You've been outdone again Koch. Stepping in to a match you won't make it out of.
I wish I could have helped you.
Because truly, it is too bad. It's sad to see a man who can't let go of his past. His "glory days" so to speak. Sure you were creative before. I mean I've heard some things about your past. Where is it now Koch? All I see is jealousy, because I am superior to the guy you once were. I am the man who can lead the HWA into bigger and better things. I've been chosen to lead the troops in to battle. I've been chosen to lead the destiny of greatness. You thought this was still your time, but you've been replaced. You've been outdone. You think what you failed at before was a challenge? Well you haven't faced Freddie Styles. But you get your chance, at Havoc.
You get to be a name on the long list of fallen competitors.
You get to be a name. What you were all along.
Just a name. A name that was given too much credit around here. I figure it's time for me to show the people who the true superstar of HWA is.
It saddens me to say that you won't be in the throne.
I give you credit though. You're still willing to fight, even know your time passed you by. Congrats, you're now a has been. You're now just mid carder, who can't go to the big time anymore. You aren't the Main Event caliber of me. Go back to your matches with Deas and Santa. Quit wasting up space in the big matches. I'm about to show you what a true competitor looks like.
I'm going to make you respect Freddie Styles.
By the way, bring Heckler to the ring at Havoc. I want to look at his reaction while I’m stomping in your face.
So here's to you Koch.
Enjoy your moment in my spotlight.
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