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Chapter 9

" Alright Amy let's see it?" Trish said banging on her bathroom door.

" No!" Amy shouted

" Come on Amy bet it's not even bad." Maria said as she sat in the chair.

Amy knew she hated putting her friends and herself through this torture, she had invited them to the Yacht party but, they declined. It was going to be blazing hot, so that mean sun dress, cover ups and bikini's. She had tried on about three different bikini's, that she pushed on the far side of her closet never to be worn. She hadn't sported a bikini once she had Brandon. Well not a bikini that was too flashy.

" Amy come on or I'll break this door down." Trish said.

Amy finally yanked the door open to be wrapped in a towel. " Fuck it." Maria rolled her eyes getting up, then grabbing the edge of the towel yanking it off her body.

" Bomchickawowow!" Maria said moving the towel quickly out of Amy's grasp as the redhead reached for it.

" Amy are you serious what are you hiding you got a bod that most mothers would kill for. " Trish gawked

Walking up to her then grabbing her hand only to have Amy, turn around see herself on a full length mirror.

She wore a forest green bikini, that showcased her best assets. Nothing was wrong with her body, of course she was no longer a twenty-something, but she hadn't sported anything so revealing in forever.

" You guys are just rooting for me to get some." She stated.

" No, were trying to help you know your hot regardless. John probably would trip all over you if he saw you in this." Trish smiled at her friend.

" What's wrong with getting a little something your an adult! A woman, maybe some one needs to dust off those cobwebs." Maria mumbled

" Ria!" Amy said blushing, " I have no idea what your saying I'm a woman of sass & class."

" Your not going to do anything that will jeopardize your morals and what you stand for. Your just having some fun." Trish said. " You need this."

It was no shock to her friends that John and her eventually were going to start hanging out. Trish called it once they first met at the radio station.

There was a car honk letting her know her ride was there. She pulled away from her friends throwing hurriedly running to her closet pulling out long white sundress. Then sandals that had a tiny heel, and her small clutch.

" Not too much?" She gestured.

" You look great." Trish replied with a smile.

" You look doable." Maria snickered, as Trish shook her head.

" Okay well Brandon will be back in an hour, from his friends. Give him a tight hug for me." Amy said.

" Go have fun." Trish shooed her away.

" Okay wish me luck guys." Turning on her heel to walk out the room.

" Good Luck." They said in unison.

" So we still on for that bet?" Maria said.

" Yep, still think Amy will give John a Black eye." Trish questioned.

" Yep one hundred bucks." Maria said. She held out her hand for Trish to shake on.

" Your on."

Amy felt pretty odd, sitting in the limo. Really John didn't have to do this. He'll he even left a rose for her. Why did she get a feeling this was going to turn out to be an bad episode of the Bachelor, and she was a contestant?

The limo had halted as, the chauffeur got out the car opening her door, and offering his hand. Amy took it getting out then looking at the huge Yacht boat that floated above the water in front of her. She never been on a boat before, let alone did she know if she was sea sick.

She thanked the limo driver, then picked up her the skirt of her dress, walking up the to the entry way, as she could hear chatter and loud music. As soon as she walked up she saw, quite a few people mingling, drinking champagne. A few people turned her way, as they stared at her curiously, making her feel out of place.

Damn she should have brought Trish, Jeff, Maria,and Richard.

" So you made it." She jumped, turning around to see John walking down from the deck, as he wore a white pants and blue shirt. He wore some aviators, to cover up his eyes.

" Yeah I did." she said.

" You look amazing by the way, think you have a few admirers already." He leaned whispering in her ear, causing an unwanted shiver to run up her spine. Causing her glimpse at a few men, who talked then looked at her.

When she did so, she could remember herself being in a room full of men, that reeked of smoke and alcohol. She laid helpless screaming for help. She closed her eyes trying to get the image out of her head.

" Are you okay? Did you want anything water? Need to sit down." Amy opened her eyes to shake her head no seeing once again men and women were in attendance.

" I'm fine maybe I could use a water." She gulped down the lump that formed in her throat. John took off his aviators to stare at her with concern.

" Alright. " He said. He offered his elbow, so she could put her arm through it.

" Okay hold on tight now, were going to taking off in a few seconds and I wouldn't want you to fall overboard." John said.

" You would love that." Amy said putting her arm through his.

" It would be funny but, then I'd miss our bantering."

Amy sat down as she watched some people eat appetizers, drink champagne, dance, and chat. It's not it was hard for her to talk to people, but the way some of the women gave her dirty looks made her happy to just be sitting on the side lines. John kept checking back with her, then played good host to everyone on the boat once in a while.

" I'm getting this is not your thing?" she heard someone say.

She turned tilted her head to see a man, sitting next to her.

" That obvious huh?" She asked.

" Yeah, but just between you and me I hate these things, this is John way of getting some people with sticks in their asses to finally let loose and have fun. They rarely do, they just come to talk about status, after a few drinks in their systems then the party starts."

A corner raised on the side of Amy's mouth. " How come your not having a good time, letting loose?" Amy propped.

" Drinking is a waste of time, there's other ways to party to enjoy stuff like this."

Amy noticed the man wore a short sleeve shirt showcasing his tattoo's. He had quite a collection. His had a scruffy beard, and lip piercing, his hair looked recently shaved she could tell it was dark. He was dressed more laid back then some of the people there. She had to bite back a smile she had remembered seeing him before. She referred to him as ' De Niro'

" It's nice to meet you, I'm Amy by the why." She held out her hand, the man took her hand to shake it, " The Amy? We'll I'll be damned, I'm Phil." They let go of each other's hands.

" So I see your quite different from all the other females at this party, what's a cool chick like you doing with Golden Boy?"

" Oh were not dating, I'm just here as a guest ." she corrected him just in case John said something different.

" Oh no I could tell, if that was the case, John probably would be groping you in public right now."

Amy didn't know whether to feel flattered or appalled at what he said.

" Sorry I tend to be a little brash sometimes, I meant- "

" I understand what you meant no harm no fowl." Amy cut in.

" I don't mean to steal Cena's date but, while he's chatting it up do you want to play some pool?" He asked.

A smile formed on her lips, " sure I'm game."

Amy had to admit she felt more at home, playing a few games of pool. Phil was quite good, but she could hold her own against him.

Phil smiled, pointing to her, " So that was you, that woman who flipped us off?"

" Yes."

" Wow, I thought you were going to get off the bike and decapitate us both."

" No I wouldn't do that, how he acted like it was nothing I wanted to."

After a few games of pool they decided to go out on the deck, Amy looked around for John he was no where to be found.

" Hey where's John?" She asked, leaning to say it in his ear as the music and played loudly.

Phil shrugged, " I don't know I'll go find him kay?" he said in her ear.

As she nodded he walked away from her, as she stood awkwardly then decided to walk up the steps. holding onto the rail as she leaned over to look at the seeing the water splashing underneath the yacht. She placed her hand over her eyes, to look at the beautiful scenery, of the ocean and sky. She was the only one on the deck platform. She could work on her soaking up some sun, isn't that what most rich people did? She bent down to untie her sandals placing them down, then reaching over to to pull down the strap of her dress, then the other until she pulled it down out of her upper body letting the material slide down her legs.

The ocean breeze and warm air felt amazing on her skin, as she kicked her dress to the side. Then sitting down on the deck leaning back on her elbows, enjoying the wind as it caressed her scalp pushing her hair back.

Amy had no idea she had an audience as John walked up the steps to, deck only to see strip down to her tiny green bikini, showcasing her curves. he was sure if the strings got caught onto something then that was it. He heard her purr as she leaned back on her elbows letting as the wind blew her hair wildly about making it look like fire almost. John quickly turned on his heels, he needed to grab a few things.

Amy closed her eyes, enjoying the peace and quite, yet hummed to the tune that was playing.

" Mind if I join you?" she opened her eyes turning her head sitting up to see John making his way over to her, was holding some lotion and a couple of drinks.

" Sure it's your boat." She said smiling quietly, she could see his eyes roam over her body, making her smile inwardly Trish & Maria were right.

John walked over placing the drinks down. And lotion causing Amy, to quirk her eyebrow. As she watched the tall man bend over taking off his shoes to join her on the platform.

Amy did forget to put on lotion, while she was out there trying to enjoy the sunshine blazing on her skin.

" Thanks Cena how sweet of you." She said unscrewing the cap, then started rubbing the sunscreen on her legs.

From the corner of her eye, she could John frown causing her to bite back a smile.

" You enjoying the party?" He asked.

" I'm enjoying this, " she motioned to the ocean and sun. While he was busy being host this whole time ,she felt she might as well take advantage of relaxation.

John grabbed the end of his shirt, tugging at the end only to fling it off his body exposing his upper torso. Amy could see his muscles ripple as she caught her breath and looked away, now working the lotion on her stomach and arms.

John snatched the bottle from his hands only to, pour the cool consistency on his palms then rubbing it on his chest, and stomach then working on his arms and shoulders.

Amy turned around to look at him, as she watched him smooth the lotion on his skin. Poured more lotion in his palms to rub it over his legs. Amy gulped as she saw his handsome face concentrate on kneading his skin. As she leaned over to grab the lotion again, decided against it biting her lip.

" Can you get my back?" She said absentmindedly, causing John to snap his head in her direction looking at her like she grew an extra head. She slowly got on her knees to lay on her stomach resting her chin on her arms. She feeling a bit more exposed than usual, but waited closing her eyes.

She could hear him blow out a breath, then rub his hands connected with her shoulders rubbing slow circles, making the lotion melt into her skin. He then lowered his hands as she could feel him, rubbing her sides applying pressure then making his hands go back up, massaging the lotion into her shoulders again then the middle.

Amy let out a soft moan, as the man started working out the kinks she didn't believe she had. One hand rested on her back, as he reached over to pour lotion on the back of her thighs, making her suck in a breath. His hands worked , she never knew how good it felt, as his miracle working hands rubbed and firmly caressed her taut muscles. His hands inched up higher as he was almost so close touching her ass, causing her to breathe out calmly. She was sure if he inched his fingers more inward he'd be touching her in the most intimate area. As a small heat rushed between her legs, causing her toes to curl and her opening her legs a little wider.

" You like that?" His voice was soon, more quiet there was something about his tone, that she liked.

" Yes, " she replied nodding her head, until one hand, gripped her ass firmly causing her to gasp.

" How 'bout this? You like this?"

Then he let one hand travel down her ass, as his middle finger slid down towards her center, caressing her through her fabric. While his other reached up untying the string of her bikini top.

" God yes," she said through clenched teeth.

Then Amy opened her eyes, now realizing what was going on. To top it all off in a public place, where any could walk in on them. She lifted her self up, snapping her head in John's direction who had lust in his eyes, also seemed taken aback.

" Dammit!" She whispered scooting away from the him only to reach over tying her bikini back up, then getting off the platform to grab her sundress, slipping it back on.

" Amy-" John opened his mouth to say something getting off the deck platform.

Amy held up her arm for him not to get closer to her. " Don't come near me." She said through clenched teeth, she bent down to grab her shoes then standing up straight to look at him.

" You knew exactly what you were doing," Amy said. " Is this why you invited me up here to treat me like some fucking floozy?"

" Amy I'm sorry." John got up now to walk to her, Amy stepped back, from him.

" Save it! Once a dog always a dog stay the hell away from me !" She shouted now walking down the stairs, sitting on the bench near by now wishing this boat ride was over.

AN: This chapter was kind of bleh to me I will make the next one better. Was John using Amy as a conquest? Was Amy more upset with John or herself for enjoying that * cough cough* moment?

Should the next chapter be a smut? Your thoughts and feedback is always appreciated thanks for reading!

Orchidxxx