on to the second game

In the evening after the victory you receive the next message from Tom.

I hope you can at least see that my help is useful. I would like to invite you to my place tomorrow after class, then we can start preparing for the next game.

After the game is before the game and in fact this Tom helped you not only in covering up Sophie's **** but also in the game, so why stand in the way of happiness. You sleep well and the images of the game keep running through your head. The next day, although victory is an issue, you are not. You're a little frustrated, but you'll show them.

As you walk out of the main building Bryce is leaning against the wall next to the door, when he sees you he pushes off swinging and sashays over to you. "Hey, John how's it going?" He calls out to you. "You said you were helping my little girl." He fussed a little. "Sorry I didn't believe you. Anyway. Because you're helping my little girl. I went to bat for you a little bit with Coach. He didn't think you were bad so far either." Bryce smirks. "You're going to be a starter on special teams, that's all there was to it."

You clench your fist in your pocket. Special teams starter isn't bad, but you were hoping for more. You had arranged to meet Sophie for the afternoon. The thought of fucking his girlfriend cheered you up a bit. After a short chat you go your way. Barely 30 minutes after you are in your room, there is already a knock. Sophie is there.

"Hey, the last game went pretty well." She starts the conversation. Faster than you can react, Sophie has already taken off her skirt and it dangles as a delightfully swaying piece of fabric over your office chair.

She skillfully adjusts her breasts and slides her hands over your pants while she sinks to her knees. You immediately get a hard-on. You swallow and before you answer she already has your hard cock in her mouth.

"Mpf John you really need a girlfriend." She suddenly brings out. You look at her irritated, because you didn't expect that. "What, huh?" You stammer and stare at her. "You know I'm not here forever." She grins and starts working your cock with her hand. " A girlfriend brings you reputation and prevents you from getting to a slut who just wants to take advantage of you if you have her before you're known." This reasoning makes sense to you. "But then I can only fuck one." You counter, realizing that you won't be able to hold out for long today. "Depends on how you raise her, or she raises you." She winks at you and licks along your shaft.

"Oh God, you really have no idea, do you?" She asks and then suddenly starts working your cock like crazy.

Quickly and without warning it overcomes you and you moan briefly before cumming. "Why did you..." You ask, gasping, because this was really going too fast for you now. She wipes herself clean as she gestures for you to wait. "I can't leave a bubbie like you to your fate. You know, women have their ways of getting what they want too." She retorts as she finishes.

"College is a hunting ground for boys and girls. A woman is set if she has an NFL player as a loyal boyfriend, or can make her mark over him and use her pussy to move up and up in the hierarchy." She put her clothes back on and sat her down on your sofa. None of this made sense to you, and you sit silently on the edge of your bed, contemplating her.

"A guy like you always gets more respect when his girlfriend is hot, right?" She starts a little annoyed, by your ignorance, to which you nod. "A woman is more respected when she's with the star of the college team, as far as that goes?" She paused for a moment. "But whoever's there has already made it. You have to get into the circles first, and that's where freshmen like you come in. A woman lets you fuck her and you introduce her to your team, she goes partying with you and then she breaks up with you so the starting RB can fuck her. She does that until she fucks the QB and gets to the finish line, or an NFL Kanidaten fucks her and gets her pregnant. So you guys are on the hunting list just like us women."

She stood up. "I don't have much time. I'll send you an email with candidates you should check out. Oh, and feel free to praise Tom publicly. It'll secure his friendship for you." Then she left again and you wonder what had just happened.