First & Long

by Jesse Jordan

  The laughter’s infectious, and soon the current wife wins with that bid. There’s nobody to top that until it comes to me, and I step up, not knowing how the hell I’m going to explain this to Su Lin, but praying she knows what a dance/date auction is. It’s not the sort of thing you cover during normal cultural classes.

  “And now, a guy who looks like he should be suiting up and playing with me next Sunday… Rick Kelley!” the emcee says. “Rick, you don’t happen to play football, do you?”

  “Ah… it’s been a while, but last time I played, I was a quarterback,” I joke, making the emcee laugh. “Need a backup?”

  “With your reputation, I’d be riding the bench by the second quarter,” the emcee says with a grin. “So, let’s start Rick off with something meaningful… who’ll bid ten thousand for him?”

  The bidding is fierce, and in the blinding glare of the stage lights I can’t see anyone, but I can hear the numbers being tossed out. Quickly the bids climb beyond fifty thousand, then sixty, and eventually seventy thousand. I don’t hear Su Lin’s voice though, and I’m worried I’m going to have another issue to explain to her.

  “One hundred thousand!” a familiar voice calls out, and the whole room stills. I know that voice… Amanda. “One hundred thousand for the right to have first dance with that man!”

  There’s an amused hum from some in the crowd, and the emcee takes a moment to pick his jaw up off the floor. “One hundred thousand… last time someone offered me a hundred thousand to dance, I ended up on Sportscenter. So the bid is one hundred thousand… anyone else? Going once, going twice….”

  “One million,” I call out. “And anyone who wants to top it, I’ll double the bid until they drop out.”

  The collective gasp from the crowd is huge, and I can see Amanda, she’s moved forward to where I can just see her. She’s glaring at me, anger etched into her features that I’ve upstaged her. She knows it’s no empty threat, too. I’ve got enough money to keep this game up all fucking night. The emcee leans over, whispering off mic. “You sure, Rick? No offense, but the girl bidding for you is a fucking hottie, man.”

  “Dead sure. One million. And the threat stands. She wants to up it, my next bid is two, then four, and pretty soon I’ll be buying out your contract.”

  The emcee raises an eyebrow, but nods. “Okay. Well folks, I guess Rick’s really not feeling like dancing, the bid’s one million dollars to retain the rights to his own first dance. Miss Rhett, do you want to match?”

  Amanda glares at me, but I stare right back, daring her to up her bid. There’s no way I’m going to dance with her, but after a moment she shakes her head, and the emcee quickly takes over, making sure to end this before something really weird happens. “Once, twice… sold! For one million dollars, Rick Kelley gets to play… I mean dance, with himself!”

  There’s a fit of relieved laughter, and I step back offstage, where I see Amanda’s father also staring at me furiously. “Rick… that was a bit of a scene there with my daughter.”

  “Just wanted to make sure your charity got a good haul tonight,” I reply. “Are you able to take Amex? I’ll use my Black card.”

  There’s not too much Amanda’s father can say, and two minutes later I emerge back into the main ballroom, where I find Su Lin at our table. She’s looking surprised, still slightly confused, but also in shock. I sit down casually, taking her hand. “How’s the wine?”

  “You just paid a million dollars to not dance with Amanda,” Su Lin says. “I… I had someone explain the auction to me. I did not know there would be one.”

  “I didn’t either,” I admit. “Seems Amanda left that little tidbit out of her paperwork she sent me.”

  Su Lin takes a sip of her wine, setting her glass down. “So what now?”

  “In a few minutes, there’ll be a dance. And all of the auction couples will have the dance floor to themselves. I, of course, have the right to pick my own partner. Or just dance with myself.” I laugh as I think of the idea, but shake my head as the dance floor begins to clear. “So… wanna dance?”

  Su Lin looks around, then at me, blushing. “Uhm… I haven’t gotten to dance lessons with Freida yet. Just a few basics.”

  “That’s no problem,” I reply as I hold out my hand. “It’ll be just like that night that we had a practice dinner with the estate staff. Nothing complex, and I’ll take the lead.”

  There’s a hum and a few appreciative nods as I lead Su Lin out onto the dance floor, although if Amanda could murder with a look she would right now. I don’t look anywhere other than Su Lin though as the music starts. Instead, I hold her hand as I put an arm on her hip, and we begin to dance.

  If only there was more time, I think as the music envelops us, swirling and moving our feet so that my wife’s a light as a feather, and there’s nothing but us and this magical moment. I could see telling her how I feel. But I won’t. It’ll only hurt her more, I can see she feels for me too. But I can’t… I won’t break her heart by telling her how I feel and then just drifting away. It wouldn’t be fair to her.

  Su Lin, I don’t know what twisted fate brought you into my life so close to my death… but I thank God for every day that you’re with me. So tonight, my dear wife, we dance. And let the memories of this night hopefully last past my death.

  “What are you thinking about?” Su Lin asks, interrupting me. “Your eyes… they look sad.”

  I put a fake smile on, shaking my head. “No, not sad.”

  “Is it because you spent so much money?”

  I laugh, shaking my head again. “No. It was well worth it.”

  Su Lin smiles, running her hand along my neck. “Why’d you do it? You know I wouldn’t have been jealous.”

  Because you’re the most important person in the world to me.

  “You know why,” I say instead, pulling her closer. “Come on, let’s keep dancing. And later… well, when we’re tired of dancing we’ll go back to our suite and enjoy the rest of the evening.”

  Su Lin

  My heart is pounding in my chest as Rick closes the door on our suite, his eyes burning with desire. The whole evening, dancing, the ride up the elevator, and now in our room, I’ve felt like I’ve been in a dream.

  Your husband just paid a million dollars so he could spend the evening with you and not someone else, my mind keeps reminding me. What else do you need?

  There’s one more thing I could want, but before I can say anything Rick pushes me against the wall, kissing me hotly. My body’s been trembling with desire since seeing him on the dance floor so it’s easy to kiss him back, running my hands over his chest and pushing his tuxedo jacket off his shoulders. Rick’s lips trace the curve of my neck, making me gasp and moan. “Rick… you don’t have to.”

  “No, but I want to,” Rick growls lightly, pulling me off of the wall and grabbing a fistful of my hair. “Tonight’s not about that. It’s about making both of us feel good. And I’m going to make your body feel like it’s never felt before.”

  I tremble in anticipation from the fire in Rick’s eyes as he pushes me down to my knees. I know what he wants, and I can’t wait to deliver. For so long we’ve focused on getting me pregnant, and Rick in his forethought wanted me to orgasm too. So he didn’t let me do this because he wanted to have the most inside to please me with.

  If that isn’t a man you can care for… I don’t know what is, my inner voice whispers before shutting up as I undo Rick’s pants and pull out his rock hard cock. From this close it’s even bigger it seems, and I marvel at every texture. I know them deeply, from the flared mushroom head that rubs my g-spot with every thrust to the thick base that can grind against my clit and leave me breathless. I wrap my hand around it, looking Rick up in the eyes and licking my lips. “May I?”

  Rick pulls my head towards his cock and I open up, letting my lips massage and caress him as he feeds his cock to me. I’m soaked, my pussy dripping down my thighs and my nipples hard as Rick forces my head deeper, almost
until I’m choking before he pulls back and lets me have more air. I lick and suck his shaft, breathing through my nose and looking up at him as our gazes lock. I don’t know if I can make him understand, but in his eyes I see something that both thrills me and breaks my heart. I know it’s foolish, but I don’t care as I bob my head up and down on his cock, Rick pressing me deeper and deeper as my mouth relaxes and I feel the head of his cock bump against the back of my throat. I open up as wide as I can, forcing myself to relax and admit him as he enters my throat and I stare at him wide eyed, swallowing deeply and massaging him with the muscles there until he pulls out, gasping as hard as I am. “Fuck… you keep that up and I’m going to cum down your throat.”

  “What’s wrong with that?” I tease as Rick pulls me to my feet and kisses me hard. His eyes are on fire as he pushes me towards the bed.

  “Because I’m going to full your ass with my cream, and you’re going to scream my name as I do,” he says, pushing me onto the bed. “I’m going to assfuck you until you pass out it feels so good.”

  My heart races at his words as Rick quickly strips while I try my best to get out of my gown. I get my panties off and my straps down but the zipper’s somewhere behind me and when Rick retakes the bed I’m still mostly dressed. He doesn’t care, pulling my gown down and exposing my breasts to the cool air in our room, devouring my nipples greedily. Reaching down, he cups my pussy, rubbing me and sliding two fingers inside me as he kisses up to my mouth. “Rick….”

  “You’re mine,” he rasps in my ear as his fingers pump in and out of my pussy, my body on fire. “There’s nothing you won’t give me.”

  “You… you have all of me,” I whisper, shaking as my body trembles on the edge of my orgasm. His fingers stroke just right, rubbing my g-spot as his thumb strokes my clit and I’m pushed over the edge, calling out his name and clutching at his hair. Rick watches me with a mysterious look in his eyes as I shake and ride the wave inside me. Just as I think I can breathe again Rick takes his fingers out and licks them clean in front of my eyes, smiling.

  “I think I need to taste something now. But first… time to get ready.” He gets off the bed, going into the bathroom while I push the rest of my gown off. When he comes back he’s got a tube in his hand and I smile, knowing what it is. After finding out about my sensitive ass he purchased some very high grade lubricant which we’ve used when he’s massaged me. I turn over, showing him my ass and totally submitting myself to my husband as he gets back on the bed, kissing my shoulders as he pulls me up, reaching around to cup my breasts and grind his cock against me. “Is this what you want, Su Lin?”

  “Yes,” I gasp, turning my head to kiss him. Reaching back, I run my fingers through his hair again as our lips meet and he tugs on my nipples, massaging my breasts until I’m quivering. Rick lets go and I collapse on the bed, my ass high in the air as he takes hold of my waist. I know it’ll hurt, but I could take his cock in my ass right now and love it.

  Instead though, Rick literally kisses my ass, his tongue bathing my skin as he moves closer and closer, pushing my cheeks apart until I can feel his warm breath on my puckered asshole. “My, my… looks tasty. Are you clean?”

  “Yes,” I whimper, trying to look over my shoulder but the feelings are too much. I bury my face in the bedspread instead, not trusting myself if I don’t. Rick hums happily, and reaches out with his tongue. I jerk when I feel the tip of his tongue stroke my asshole, it’s better than I’ve ever imagined. “Mmmm… Rick….”

  Rick’s tongue on my ass is even better than when he’s licked my pussy. Each stroke sends jolts up my spine, shocking me and making me want more. Broad strokes, stabs with his tongue that slowly open me up, his lips fluttering over my ass like he’s kissing my lips, regardless of what it is I’m left quivering, begging for more. He brings his thumb up to open me up even as his tongue doesn’t stop, and I have to close my eyes to prevent myself from losing it right there.

  I’m in heaven, a feeling of total ecstasy I’ve never experienced filling my body until Rick pulls back, and I hear the lubricant bottle open. The sharp snap of the lid jolts me back to reality, anticipation building as I feel him squirt some on my ass before I hear him squirting more onto his cock. “Are you ready, Su Lin?”

  “Please sir… fuck me,” I beg, gasping as Rick smacks my ass almost angrily.

  “Never, ever call me sir,” Rick chastises me. He presses the head of his cock against my ass, pausing before entering. “We’re a couple. Equals, understand?”

  The meaning of his words make tears of joy come to my eyes as I nod, and Rick pushes forward. The pain is incredible, ripping the breath from my lungs he’s so thick and big, but Rick goes slow, pausing just inside my ass to let me adjust before stroking slowly, opening me up. I’ve never felt so full, so taken before as Rick pulls back, pausing again before thrusting all the way into my ass.

  I cry out in joy. “Yes! Oh fuck yes!”

  “That’s my girl,” Rick grunts, his own voice full of wonder as he starts stroking in and out of my ass. It’s heaven topped with a sprinkling of salted caramel as Rick pumps his cock deep in my ass, my ring clenching around him and loving every long thrust. With each stroke his balls swing forward to slap against my pussy, adding to the sensation and making me arch my back, pushing back into him.

  Somehow I find a way to look over my shoulder and growl at him, reaching back and taking his hand. “It’s always going to be yours,” I hiss as Rick’s eyes find mine. He speeds up, not pounding me but still taking me, leaving no doubt in my mind that I can’t resist him even if I wanted to. But I don’t want to, I just want to feel this man doing this to me forever.

  Rick speeds up, and my body tenses, knowing that I can’t hold out much longer. Instead I push back into him again, letting him know I can take it. Give me everything Rick, you’re the man I want for the rest of my life, and I need you like this.

  Rick shudders, his cock swelling deep in my ass and I grab the bedspread, clenching my ass around him. Rick pulls back and thrusts one last time, both of us pushed over the edge and left shaking. I want to scream his name but I can’t, it’s so good that all of my breath has been torn from my throat and all I can feel is the utter joy of his cock filling my ass with his seed as Rick clutches my waist, holding me to him and both of us collapsing into unconsciousness.

  Still, as my mind settles into sleep, I wonder. Rick was strong, he was wonderful, I’ve never felt anything like it before… but he wasn’t as powerful as normal. Tonight, dancing, he felt… human. Not the superman I’ve come to look forward to seeing each day, but a normal man.

  How much longer do we have?

  Rick

  “So wait… why is he bent over throwing the ball between his legs again?”

  I look over at Su Lin, who’s studying the television as best she can, but still looks utterly flummoxed by the action on screen. “That’s the center. He starts the play by throwing it to the quarterback.”

  “Who is like the conductor,” Su Lin says. It was an explanation she understood, at least, even if in my mind the head coach is more like the conductor. “And what is the other team doing?”

  “They’re trying to stop the offense from getting the ball down the field,” I repeat patiently. “If they can get it into the endzone, they score a touchdown.”

  “But why are scores six points? And the kicking scores differently?”

  I shrug. “I don’t really know. I guess it kind of evens out the difficulty of each of the scoring styles.”

  Su Lin nods, settling back as she munches on some leftover caramel popcorn. While the Christmas tree’s been taken down, most of the room is still arrayed in holiday festive decorations, and the fireplace in this den has never gotten such a workout. It’s been eye opening, seeing someone approach the holidays in such a unique way. We’ve tried to mix things up, a little Christmas along with preparations for Chinese New Year, and it’s been fun.

  On the screen, we watch as a long pass arcs
down the field, and a speedy player in blue and silver snatches it, the defender in purple and white falling behind. “Damn… there goes the game.”

  “What?” Su Lin asks as the wide receiver scores a touchdown. “There’s still three minutes left!”

  “And the Vikes are now down by thirteen, about to be fourteen,” I counter. “Not saying it can’t happen, but with only one timeout and the two minute warning, it’s not looking good. Touchdowns happen too slowly in football.”

  Su Lin thinks, then shrugs. “So do you want to turn it off?”

  I reach into the bowl of popcorn and take a few kernels, shaking my head. “Nah, it’s only three minutes. Then we’ll figure out what else we’re going to do today.”

  The kickoff comes, and I’m shocked as the Viking kick receiver gets a seam, jukes, and streaks up the sideline. Seven seconds later, the deficit’s cut to a single touchdown and Su Lin’s leaning forward, into the game. “Relax,” I reply, grinning. “Now the Vikes kickoff.”

  Still, I have to admit I feel excitement as the defense takes the field. Of course Dallas tries to run the ball, which worries me. They’ve been able to gain good yardage all day on the Vikes, but the purple and white is fired up, and stuffs Dallas both times. Next to me, Su Lin’s practically hopping up and down in excitement. “Why the hell are they waiting so long?”

  “Running down the clock,” I explain. “The two minute warning’s in a few seconds, the Vikings will use that, then they’ll have a timeout if they really need it.”

  Su Lin’s elbows are on her knees as we wait through the two minute timeout, and the two teams line up at third and seven. The play starts, and I know it’s dangerous. If the Vikings play defense, they could get ripped for a long run, which would kill the game. But if they play standard defense, they could get ripped for another long pass. The ball snaps, and we both sit forward as the play starts. It’s a pass over the middle, and as the two players involved both go up, excitement fills me.