Chris.
Running across a 100 yard field for two hours was fun...and painful.
Thank god Kae woke me up before the team really had a reason to chew on my ass. It was bad enough I showed up with my shirt off but if Kae hadnt stopped by to awake me, I wouldve really been in trouble.
The air was chilly on the field but it didnt bother me when I had Karrueche and all her little cheerleading friends to cheer me on. Half of those girls I most likely have already fucked but I think I've gotten cussed out by Kae about them already. This morning she was pissed at me because I was still asleep when she came over to pick me up for practice. I told her I was sorry and that I'd make it up to her, somehow.
The after party for tonight's game seemed like the perfect chance. She's always complaining how we never go out anymore and this should be a good thing.
I still owed it to her considering I had her mom sprawled on top of her desk, naked and legs wide open.
I shuttered at the thought and waited for Tyga, Kim's boyfriend to make another play. I never really like him all that much but I always see him at the Hernandez's house. Sofia Hernandez, Kim's mother likes him but he's always seemed so sketchy to me. He treats Kim okay from what I've seen but I guess it's just a hunch I have about him. We dont talk much. I don't think he likes me either because of my shady reputation.
I was too lost in my own thoughts to hear a play being made so when the huge weight toppled onto me, my mind went dizzy.
"C'mon, Brown!" My closest friend, Trey shouted from across the field and I shrugged it off. We had to do the play again because of me but I didnt care. I showed up with my shirt off, leave me alone.
It took a few tries for me to get one touchdown and I think I knew why. The guilt was eating away at me as I saw my little Kae jumping around and cheering me on, wearing my jersey. I have fucked so many girls while with Kae but none of them have made me feel more like an ass than her mother. I think that only made it worse. I thanked God when practice was over because I couldnt wait to get to my own shower at home and wash away my guilt and shame.
"Did your girlfriend forget to iron your jersey, Brown?" Mijo shouted when we were making our way to the cheerleaders when our body muscle decided they had had enough.
Our whole team laughed and I shrugged it off.
"At least, Ive got a girlfriend to begin with," I retaliated and Mijo punched me playfully in the arm as the rest of the team laughed again.
Mijo always teased me about showing up to practice with my shirt off since he was the most out of shape player on the team. He did have a girlfriend in fact but I couldnt remember her name. Half the team did come to think of it.
Kae must've heard because she smiled and turned from the friend she was conversing with to look at me. She hopped off the bleachers and embraced me.
"Nice practice," she snickered and kissed me.
"I sense sarcasm in your voice," I joked. She had her arms around my sweaty waist and just as I turned to leave, something unusual caught my attention.
Tyga, with a huge grin on his face, was looking up at someone who didnt really match the general description of the rest of the girls there. I cocked my head more and I saw Kim, smiling back at him. Her attire stuck out from all the other girls. Instead of ridiculously too short shorts, she wore some jeans. Instead of an extremely revealing shirt, she wore a simple fitted tank top with some print on it I couldnt read from the spot I was standing. Instead of pounds of makeup, she simply wore pink lip gloss.
I've never seen Kim at one of our practices before but if she was going to be showing up more often, I had to step my game up. Not that I was trying to impress her or anything.
She's got her beloved Tyga to do that.
My eyes rolled involuntarily as Tyga leaned in for a kiss.
