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Chapter One: The Meeting
Falon's POV
"Falon, your 9 o' clock and 9:30 are here!" Tammy called from the front desk.
"Be right there." I replied as I took one more drink of my diet coke and sat it back down on the table. I walked out of the employees lounge and into the waiting room, a smile crept along my lips when I seen who was waiting for me. "Richard Hammerbush, really?"
He laughed. "Sorry about that, we have to use secret names so were not mobbed by fans. It just makes it quicker to get in and out." His dimples showed, and I couldn't help but notice.
I nodded my head. "I understand. Follow me." I took him into one of the private rooms, and grabbed a sheet from one of the drawers next to the sink, then laid it on the chair.
He looked at me and smiled. "John, nice to meet you!" His voice was like music to my ears.
At home on Monday nights, I always tuned into raw. Once his voice echoed from my TV, no matter what I was doing, I dropped everything just to see him and hear what he had to say. I could stare at him forever. "Falon. Okay so, just get undressed and I will be back in a few minutes." I left the room, closing the door behind me.
John's POV
I watched her bend over placing the sheet on the chair sitting in the corner of the small room. Damn she has a nice ass. I want to feel it, just to see if she fit into the palm of my hands. She was sexy as hell. Her brown hair in a ponytail, not a hair out of place. Her skin is so tan. I wonder if it's from going to the tanning bed, maybe it's genetics, hell I couldn't tell which it was. Her eyes were light blue, and her smile, fuck her smile, it made me want to know what her mouth would feel like on my dick. I bet she was good at it. Definitely had the lips for it. She stood just looking at me, as I looked back. It almost seemed like she was observing my facial features. I don't know, but she could look as long as she wanted too. Her name is rare, Falon, I think she said. I really need to remember that. She left the room, and I let out a deep breath. I don't know why or how long I had been holding it in for.
I need to get the images flashing before my eyes about her, out of my head. I bet she has a banging body hidden underneath those clothes. Dammit John snap out of it. Your here to get a massage to relax your muscles, she's not a booty call. Liz has got me all fucked up. Since we broke up a few weeks ago, I haven't been able to even think about a girl until now. I had resulted back to materbatering, which is fine, but hell it wasn't nothing compared to being with a female. What the fuck is wrong with me I have been turning them down every night. Now I suddenly want to get laid. Maybe it's just this chick. There is just something about her that makes me feel weird, and I don't fucking know her. I have never been like this around someone I just met. I pulled my shirt off, and folded it, putting it on the counter next to the sink. I unbuttoned my jeans, then unzipped them, letting them fall onto the floor. I picked them up and folded them as best I could, laying them directly on top of my shirt. I wondered what she would do it I laid naked on the table when she came back. I was curious to know, so I slid my boxer briefs down and threw them on top of my jeans, then removed my socks tucking them into my sneakers. I laid on my stomach and waited patiently for her to come back.
Falon's POV
I walked back to the front desk and politely smiled at my next client. "Mr. Orton make yourself comfortable. If you need anything just let Tammy know and she will get it for you!" I had always thought Randy was definitely one of the most attractive men on the wwe roster, but hands down, I would choose John Cena over anyone any day.
"I will, thank you." He replied. I seen him look at Tammy and wink.
I watched my associate smile shyly back at him. It was surprising to see her act like that, she had never been the shy type until now. I went back to see if John was prepared. "Are you ready Mr. Cena?" I asked after I knocked.
"Yes, come in." He answered assuring me.
I opened the door, then immediately turned around and covered my eyes. "Your suppose to put the sheet over your bottom." I knew my face was turning red from embarrassment. I took a deep breath trying to shake the image from my mind. I knew this was an experience I would never forget, it will always be etched in my mind. Dammit. How the hell am I gonna get that outta my head?
He smirked as he laid on his stomach without any clothes on."I'm not shy, we can leave it off." I knew he was watching my every movement. I convinced myself not to look until he was covered. But it was a war I was sure I would lose if he didn't conceal himself soon.
"I would prefer it on." I would be one nervous masseuse if he left himself exposed.
"If that's what you want."
"That's what I want." I replied honestly.
John's POV
Damn her face was priceless. I think she liked what she saw. I can tell you she is shy, and easily embarrassed. It was written all over her beautiful face. This is going to be fun.
Falon's POV
I heard him grabbing the sheet and cover himself. It took him a moment before he spoke again. "Okay it's safe to look now."
I slowly removed my hand to open my eyes. "Thank You." I let out a sigh of relief seeing him with the sheet over his bottom. As if it wasn't going to be hard enough to touch him, I couldn't bare the thought of having to do so while he was in the nude.
"No problem." He crossed his arms in front of him and rested his chin on his arm. Letting out a deep breath.
I opened a cabinet on the wall revealing the oils and lotions. "Do you prefer a certain one?"
"Nah, use the one you like." His smile was intoxicating. He was one of those guys that when he smiled, you couldn't help but smile back. Even if he was on tv, and you had never met the man before in your life.
I grabbed the lotion. "I like this one, it the best. Where do you want me to start?" I looked him up and down, and hoped he hadn't noticed.
"Shoulders." I watched as he laid his head down on his arm and relaxed himself.
I squirted some of the cool cream into my hands then rubbed them together to warm it up. I extended my arm over to start massaging him, but I am short and couldn't reach it. "This is going to sound bad. But do you mind if I get on your back, so I can massage you properly?"
"Not at all." He held a cocky grin and winked. "You must be new!"
I didn't quite know how to take the way he acted towards me. So I swallowed slowly then began talking again. "I am." It almost came out in a whisper.
"What happened to the tall chick with dark hair? When we called they suggested you to us. Hell I am definitely not complaining, just curious to know!"
"Lucy. She got married, so she quit. Now they are pushing all her clients on me, which I don't mind. But only a few actually said it was okay. The rest refused, and chose one of the other girls. Ann told me it was only because I am new and they had never met me before." I was nervous and started to ramble. Luckily I caught myself and stopped. I stepped in the chair being as careful as I could possibly be, so I didn't fall on him. I placed one leg over him and sat on his butt as easy as I could. I placed my hands on his shoulders then started to massage him.
John's POV
"They should of at least gave you a chance." A moan slipped from my lips. Damn her hands were amazing, she knew how to touch a guy, she was gentle, and I was maybe enjoying this a little more than I should. "You know, your the first to ask, if you could get on top of me. I don't mind as long as they're easy, cause I am sore most days, but they usually just jump on me, and it makes my back feel worse." I usually hate going to massage therapists. Even though I am a wrestler and I push the limits with my body, it don't mean you can flop your ass on me whenever you want. But her she was fucking great. The way she eased down on me, and touched me, made me want to flip her over and fuck the hell out of her. She couldn't weigh more than 120 pounds, so I could easily overtake her. What the fuck am I thinking, she has been nothing but nice. Gawd damn I need to get laid, tonight.
"They don't tell you your suppose to ask. But I like to just in case, so I don't hurt anyone. Is it okay where I am sitting now? I can move if it's not." She stopped, waiting for me to answer.
"No your fine where your at. Don't stop!" My voice was almost begging her.
Falon's POV
"Alright." I smiled then continued. Damn he smells good. I inhaled his scent as much as my lungs would allow. I would do this for free any day, hell all day. As long as I could sit right here. Listening to his voice, rubbing his body all over. I would be his personal masseuse, his beck and call girl. I soon snapped out of it, when he moaned again. My fingers trailed down his spine, then I started massaging his upper back. When I reached his lower back, moans slipped one after another. It was a pleasuring sound to my ears. I thought about what it would be like to be with a guy like him. But then again, no guy like that, would ever give me the time of day. He had everything he could of ever wanted in the palm of his hands. Why would he want someone like me, an average girl, from Lexington, Kentucky? When he could have one of those girls, you see in the magazines, that you wished you could trade lives with. Whoever he chose, she would surely be the most luckiest girl in my eyes. I placed one foot on the chair then rose up to get off of him. Once I was standing back on the floor, his head popped up. I smiled. "Do you mind turning over so I can get the front?"
John's POV
She took me off guard, and I raised my brow. "Of course not. You can sit on me again if you want too. Please sit on me!" I winked at her again. Damn if she only knew how bad I fucking wanted her when those words left her lips. At this point, I didn't know how much longer I could control myself.
She looked as if she was going to giggle before she replied. "I don't know, I think your liking that way too much." The truth is, I was. I was growing hornier by the the fucking minute, and if this wasn't over soon, I was sure she was going to get another surprise.
"Hell yeah I do. Beautiful girl sitting on me, rubbing my body. What more can a guy ask for?" I nodded with a shit eating grin on my face. Damn she was definitely one of the most beautiful girls I had ever laid my eyes on. She didn't wear much make-up, hell she didn't need it. She was naturally beautiful, and from the look in her eyes, she was thinking about something I had just said. Fuck, I want to know what she is thinking. I want to get in her head, and hear her every thought.
"Considering you are a rather big guy, and I am short. I guess I have no choice in the matter. Besides we have to keep our clients happy." She winked back as she tilted her head.
"Then sit on me, so I can be happy. Can't make any promises that.." I looked down referring to my cock. "..dick will behave!" Maybe that was too much, but it's how I am. I don't usually give a fuck and just say what I want. I hope I don't offend her though, she seems like a nice girl.
Her face was turning red, I had embarrassed her. I take back what I said about her lips and being good at sucking dick. I don't think she has had much experience with guys. Yeah I am a jackass, but atleast I was only thinking it, and didn't say it. I started laughing partly because of myself, but also at her for blushing. "I'm only kidding. Just don't move to much, he gets excited easily." Her mouth about dropped. Fuck I did it again. She is going to fucking despise me after that. "Your easy to embarrass, aren't you?"
She nodded. "Unfortunately." Her country accent was thick. She stepped on the chair again, then rested her knee on the other side of me. But she didn't sit down. She stayed on her knees this time. She leaned forward then started massaging my chest. Damn I seen the top of her tits. They look real and very nice. "Is it tough being on the road away from your family and friends?" She started up a conversation to try and change the subject, at least that's my guess.
"Definately, it certainly puts a strain on relationships. Even ruins them sometimes." I know the diappointment was thick in my voice with that answer. I hope she didn't notice. It was true though, it was a big problem for Liz, she couldn't handle the distance.
She sighed. It about broke my heart to see her eyes filled with sadness. "I think I could handle that. The being away from family part anyway." Her family is to blame for that look. Fuck them. What gawd damn right do they have to make her feel that way?
I couldn't help but ask. "Is things that bad?" I was curious to know, how she was being treated.
Falon's POV
I felt a tear form and quickly stopped myself from falling apart. Why in the hell do I let them get to me like this? I wiped the tear away with the sleeve of my shirt. "Everyone has their family problems." I regretted saying what I said, now he knows I am screwed up. I looked away, knowing that if I didn't, I was sure to lose it. But he kept his eyes on mine. The way he looked at me, told me he cared, and wanted to know how I had been hurt. I couldn't tell him though, It was too painful to think about, let alone talk about it.
He grabbed my hips and pushed down. "Have a seat. You can talk to me if you want. I don't judge, and I have been told I am a pretty damn good listener." I almost gave in to telling him. I sat on him, but kept my concentration on his chest where my hands were currently at.
"I'm sorry, I am working. It's not the time, or place." I half smiled, but it was weak, and somehow he seemed to see right through it.
"I understand. You just looked like you needed to talk to someone to get it out. Maybe even need advice. But it's okay, I am a pretty private person myself." He smiled, and again I couldn't help but smile back. I couldn't process why I was beginning to feel so comfortable with him and almost blurting out things, it wasn't like me to do this kind of thing. I needed to start acting professional and I needed to do it now.
I took a deep breath then looked at him, the same way I did all my clients. That's it, he's just another client. I finished with his chest and stomach, then carefully removed myself from being on top of him. I put the chair back, then massaged his legs. I only talked, when he asked me a question. But I kept it short. I didn't know if it was from the now silenced room, lack of sleep, or even the feeling of his body relaxing that that had caused him to fall asleep. All I knew was I needed to wake him, which was something I didn't really want to do.
"Mr. Cena, your done." I lightly tapped his arm with my fingertips.
"Hm, already." He groaned. Looking all too comfortable and relaxed to move.
"Yes." I was apologetic, and felt bad that his body was being abused. But I was thankful at the same time or this appointment wouldn't have been made. I was glad it was over though, I was starting to feel depressed, and wanted to go home.
"Damn, can I keep you?" His voice was sleepy, and rough. Gawd I loved it. He was making me feel alive inside. I had never felt that way before.
I didn't quite know how to respond. I smiled and opened the door to leave him to change back into his clothes.
John's POV
"Hey, um... I am sorry what's your name again?" I asked getting up from the table, holding onto the sheet to keep myself concealed. I was pissed at myself for not remembering her name. I always fucking did that though.
"Falon." She spoke softly.
"Thanks, I have never felt better." In fact it was the best my body had felt in a long time. I am definitely coming back here. I could get used to this. I smiled back flashing my dimples. Chicks always seemed to dig 'em. So I use them to my advantage. By the looks of her, she liked seeing them.
"Your welcome!" She closed the door behind her. I stood up and tossed the sheet onto the chair again. I put my boxer briefs on, then my jeans. I pulled my shirt over and let it slide down my upper body. I put my socks on, then my sneakers. I hesitated before leaving the small room. I want to see her again, maybe get to know her a little more.
Falon's POV
I walked to the front desk and motioned for my next client to follow me. After taking him to a room, I went back to talk to Tammy.
"How'd it go?" She asked.
"Fine. He's just another client. Don't be acting all weird around him." If she knew I had almost lost it in there, she would be calling Ann, ratting me out. She really wasn't that trustworthy, and I barely knew her. But Ann informed me that Tammy was a rat, and couldn't keep her mouth shut.
"I can't help it, he's John Cena, and the other is Randy Orton. How am I suppose to keep my cool?" I couldn't stand her most days.
"I don't know, but your gonna have to start right now!" I looked at John as he stopped at the front desk. He pulled his wallet out and removed one of the plastic cards. He held his credit card out towards Tammy, and she froze. I had to take it from him. "Earth to Tammy. He wants to pay." I waved my hand in front of Tammy's face.
John laughed. I guessed it either reminded him of his, "you can't cee me" move, or he just thought it was funny. "It took her this long to go into shock?" He asked.
"She's a little slow." I replied. I wasn't lying, she really was.
"Is she going to be okay." He was now looking somewhat concerned.
"Not if I have to do everything by myself." I raised my eyebrow. I was already in a weird mood, and if she didn't get it together soon, I was gonna have to smack her.
He smiled. "I am sure when we leave she will snap out of it." I really hoped he was right.
In one swift move, I swiped his card then handed it back to him with his receipt. "I hope so, there you go Mr. Cena." I was always using Mr., Ms., and Mrs. with the customers. But it felt strange calling him that. "I am going to do Mr. Orton. If she gets too crazy, just come find me." That sounded wrong. Like I would do anything like that with a client. Okay I admit I have thought about it.
"Will do. By the way call me John, Mr. Cena is my father." He smiled showing his dimples again. This time I stayed true to my own words, he's just another client. I just nodded with a light smile.
"Okay, John." I walked back to the room where my next client was. Randy had kept his boxer briefs on and had covered himself. I was so unbelievably thankful I didn't have another surprise waiting for me when I walked through that door. He had requested the oil instead of the lotion, and told where he wanted me to massage him. He was completely different from John, he didn't talk that much. When I was finished with him I headed back to the front desk to check on Tammy.
"Good to see you back!" I half laughed at my associate. Mainly because I was irritated by her already. I don't know why I laugh when I get that way. But I do, maybe I am weird, oh well.
"What, oh. Yeah it took me a minute. Sorry, please don't tell Ann, she will kill me." Tammy pleaded.
"I won't as long as you don't do that again. Did you get the other room cleaned?" My voice was stern. I have never been the type to say anything about anyone, unless it was absolutely necessary. So I am not ratting her out, but she owes me one now.
"Yes, and your mom called, she wants you to meet her for lunch."
I sighed, ugh. "Alright thanks." I didn't want to go, but if I didn't my mother would have came looking for me. If I can make it through lunch without being lectured on how my life isn't the way it should be, I could say it was a okay day.
Soon Randy was standing in front of us holding his credit card in his hand. Tammy slowly took it from him. She swiped it then handed it back to him along with the receipt. "Thank you ladies." If she had froze again, I would have been pissed.
"No problem, come back anytime." I replied. Hoping they would someday return. Even though I almost lost it in that room with John. I really enjoyed talking to him. He was the best client I had ever had.
Tammy didn't say anything, she just smiled back. The two wrestlers walked out and Tammy let out a sigh of relief. "I thought I was gonna go all fan girl on them."
"I'm glad you finally kept your cool even though, you didn't say anything." I was annoyed and I was sure she noticed.
"Yeah, but I thought I would just end up saying something stupid." She whispered when she seen someone walking in.
John's POV
Randy and I walked to the rental car that was several feet away from the building we had just came out of. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I wanted to see her later tonight. I wondered if she would accept my offer, if I asked. We shut the doors, but I didn't start the car, I was thinking too much to realize we were outside.
"Fuck man, let's go. I need to get some sleep. I about dozed off in there." Randy mouthed.
I turned to face him. "Her hands were amazing weren't they? They way she touched my body. Damn."
He looked at me with a disgusted look. "Dude, are you okay?" I wasn't for sure myself, so I didn't have a valid answer for him.
"Man, there is something about that chick. I am gonna ask her to meet us for dinner tonight. I need to talk to her some more." I know I sounded possessed. But gawd dammit, I couldn't fucking help myself. I practically jumped out of the car, and rushed back into the small building.
"Did you forget something?" She asked looking at me.
"I was just wondering if you would like to eat with us tonight?" I hope she says yes. I need to find out what it is about this girl, that is pulling me like a magnet to her. This is so fucked up, I know it is. I am horny as fuck, it has to be that. Hell, please say yes, so I can fuck your brains out!
Falon's POV
"I don't know. I don't really socialize outside these walls with clients." Which was true, I had been offered a numerous amount of times to go out. However not one of them came close to comparison with the one offering now. I tried to convince myself to refuse, it was the right thing to do. It was what my mother, and father would have made me do.
"Come on, we don't bite, well only if you want us too!" He winked at Tammy and she about fainted.
I considered what my mother would think, and that made me want to accept even more. Before I knew it my tongue slipped. "Sure." But was I sure? I had to be, I couldn't pass a chance like this up. Bailey would kill me, if I did.
"Great, you can come too!" He suggested towards Tammy. She smiled and stepped back, almost losing her balance. Luckily she was close to the wall, and placed her hand there to support herself.
"I.. Um.. Okay." She answered with uncertainty in her voice.
I remembered that Bailey and I was going to a movie tonight. "Oh wait, I have plans with my friend. Sorry I can't." I sighed. Damn I can't believe I forgot. But now that I can't go, I really did want too. Shit, fuck, mother fucker.
"Bring her with you, the more the merrier. Waffle House around 7pm." He smiled. He really needs to stop that. He is killing me with those dimples.
I nodded. Then he was gone again.
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