Veronica Jones (Jezebel)

--This chapter was written by SmittySmith, posted with his permission.

Your head is spinning as you try to come to grips with the mess that you've gotten yourself into. Before you can get too far though, you hear soft footsteps on the locker room floor followed by a surprised female voice say "Oh! Hello there."

You're still too winded to lift yourself up from the bench to turn to greet whoever it was who joined you in the locker room, but you would get very acquainted very soon. It was Veronica Jones, known as Jezebel in the ring. The tall, curvaceous brunette usually wore a red latex dominatrix outfit, but at this moment she was clad only in a towel as she had just finished a relaxing shower following her workout. Well, clad was probably a bit generous. It was tied in a way that it pressed her breasts together, accentuating her already generous breasts, her curves also made the task of covering her legs and hips impossible. The fabric was also far too small to hide her round ass, as it stopped just above the curve of her cheeks, revealing plenty of flesh.

The character of Jezebel in the DWA was well known for her dominating personality and seduction skills, and the character was not a far cry from Veronica in real life. She had heard that Touko had hired a new male grappler and was quite pleased that she had found you so quickly. She was even more pleased when she noticed the still very visible erection that Sadie Mae had left you with.

Veronica sauntered around to the bench and leaned over your body to make sure she and her escaping cleavage were well within your line of sight.

"You must be Tommy, the new guy," she started happily. "My name is Veronica, but in the ring they call me Jezebel. You're a little smaller than I expected, but still, I'm so...excited to have you joining us here in the DWA." she said, drawing out the word 'excited' purposefully. As she spoke, she played at making attempts to pull up her towel, but was actually cupping and lifting her breasts. Your eyes were drawn to her exposed flesh, but you desperately tried to maintain eye contact with the beautiful woman, not wanting to get off on the wrong foot with her as you had with Southern Charm in your match.

Veronica didn't allow you to speak before she continued.

"I hope the girls have been welcoming so far," she said, pulling back a bit and settling herself into a seated position on your chest.

"Oooof," was all you could muster as she pressed the wind from your lungs with her thick thighs and round ass.

"I like to think of myself as the official greeter though," she continued, ignoring your obviously pained expression, "So let me give you a proper welcome," she said with a smile, sliding down from your chest and sitting directly over your erection. You gasp as you feel Veronica's exposed cheeks make contact with your shaft through your thin wrestling shorts. This was a very different welcome than the one Sadie Mae had given you!

Veronica smiled as your expression changed. She playfully flexed her cheeks over your erection and shifted her weight over you, pushing you to your limits.

"We should really get to know each other Tommy. Follow me to my private locker room," she said, lifting herself off of you and letting her towel fall back into position over parts of her body. It was more of a command than a request.