Macy finished typing up the list of events Dwayne was to attend next week,
she knew he wanted to see them before she left that evening, she haven't
seen him all day. She piled the papers in her arms and walked towards the
arena, it was empty except for Dwayne who was bouncing off the ropes, his
face was deep in thought as she walked down the ramp and up to the ring. He
looked up at her and smiled, he climbed out the ring and stood next to her.
"Hi, I finished typing up your agenda for next week and a long one is that..." she said, he looked at the pile in her arm and said, "I thought you were gone like the others..."
"No I stayed on for a while...is that a problem?" he looked down at her bright blue eyes and felt something stir inside him.
"No..." he squeaked.
She didn't notice him, she placed the pile on the ring floor and leaned against the side, she faced him and said, "Are you alright?" "Yeah I'm fine..." he didn't look at her, avoiding her glance. An idea came to him and he smiled, "Tell you what, lets have a wrestling match...give me a chance to see how good you really are..." she looked at him with wide eyes and her mouth hung open, "No...I don't think so..."
"Sure you can, come on..." Dwayne climbed on the ropes and held out his hand, she looked at him and sighed, she took it and climbed in. "Go easy on me...it's been a while..." she grinned; he nodded and pranced around the ring. They sized each other up and locked up, he had her in a head lock as she giggled and reversed the move. He reached out and stumbled clumsily, she fell, bringing him down on top of her.
"Sorry!" he apologised as he went to move off her, she giggled and looked up at him, he stared down at her, he couldn't move.
He was trapped like a rabbit caught by headlights. He lost control. He pressed his lips on hers, feeling her warm tongue against his. He felt her hands raking across his back as he pressed his body firmly against hers. She made no resistance as she uttered a husky moan. He started unbuttoning her jeans, hungry for her. She grabbed his buttocks and urged him closer, he sensed this and whispered,"I've waited to do this since I first saw you..."
"You're married..."she whispered back, he pulled away and looked down at her. "The relationship's dead..."he relied.
"What if someone sees us?" she looked up at him, he was surrounded by the bright lights that illuminated their bodies tangled together.
"That's a chance I'm willing to take..." he snaked his fingers down between her legs and gently touched her, he watched her squirm and pant as she groaned.
She grabbed his work out pants and tried to tug them down, the lights made them hot and the ring floor bounced with every movement. He tugged them down and plunged his tongue in her mouth as his fingers unzipped her jeans and pulled them down.
Macy felt his thighs parting her legs, she felt so hot, the sound of Dwayne panting loudly in her ear, she couldn't see as the lights blinded her, she almost came at every touch. She could feel his enormous erection thrusting between her, she wanted him there and then, she moved her hips and felt him flew deep into her, she cried out loudly and grasped hold of him tight and rocked with his body. He thrust faster and deeper into her like a battering ram, she yelled out as she felt he would cleave her apart. Their bodies moulded like clay, attracted like magnets as waves of pleasure washed over them. Dwayne stared into her eyes as she came, he slowed and gritted his teeth and cried out as Macy beneath him echoed his calls. He collapsed into her arms, spent. Their chests panting as they recovered from their wild lovemaking, anyone could have seen them and with Dwayne married it added the extra buzz. Dwayne raised himself and looked down, "Wow..." was all he could utter.
Macy grinned, "Yeah...wow!" she looked at his face and kissed him, he slowly redrew himself from her depth and succumbed to her strong powerful embrace.
Macy felt through her afterglow a strong wave of guilt, it grew increasingly till she pushed Dwayne off her, she rolled away and pulled herself together. "Oh my god, what have I done?" she muttered, Dwayne looked at her and shook his head, "What's the matter?" he asked. She climbed hurriedly out the ring and stammered her apologies. Dwayne quickly followed her and grabbed her arms, "Hey...hey calm down, what's wrong?" he tried to soothe her. "Please let me go!" she called out, he could see her face twisted with misery and unhappiness, he let her go and she ran. He started to follow her but thought against it, after all he did force himself onto her...
That moment of passion is what I compared everything to. Nothing could beat that moment of spontaneous reactions and the sheer pleasure, not even when we won the tag team belts did our victory came close to that mad love making in the wrestling ring. I thought that one moment was all it took to quench that burning desire that I suffered with but to be honest, it didn't...rather it blew up in my face and I couldn't do a thing about it. But I wasn't sure if that how Macy saw it.
"Hi, I finished typing up your agenda for next week and a long one is that..." she said, he looked at the pile in her arm and said, "I thought you were gone like the others..."
"No I stayed on for a while...is that a problem?" he looked down at her bright blue eyes and felt something stir inside him.
"No..." he squeaked.
She didn't notice him, she placed the pile on the ring floor and leaned against the side, she faced him and said, "Are you alright?" "Yeah I'm fine..." he didn't look at her, avoiding her glance. An idea came to him and he smiled, "Tell you what, lets have a wrestling match...give me a chance to see how good you really are..." she looked at him with wide eyes and her mouth hung open, "No...I don't think so..."
"Sure you can, come on..." Dwayne climbed on the ropes and held out his hand, she looked at him and sighed, she took it and climbed in. "Go easy on me...it's been a while..." she grinned; he nodded and pranced around the ring. They sized each other up and locked up, he had her in a head lock as she giggled and reversed the move. He reached out and stumbled clumsily, she fell, bringing him down on top of her.
"Sorry!" he apologised as he went to move off her, she giggled and looked up at him, he stared down at her, he couldn't move.
He was trapped like a rabbit caught by headlights. He lost control. He pressed his lips on hers, feeling her warm tongue against his. He felt her hands raking across his back as he pressed his body firmly against hers. She made no resistance as she uttered a husky moan. He started unbuttoning her jeans, hungry for her. She grabbed his buttocks and urged him closer, he sensed this and whispered,"I've waited to do this since I first saw you..."
"You're married..."she whispered back, he pulled away and looked down at her. "The relationship's dead..."he relied.
"What if someone sees us?" she looked up at him, he was surrounded by the bright lights that illuminated their bodies tangled together.
"That's a chance I'm willing to take..." he snaked his fingers down between her legs and gently touched her, he watched her squirm and pant as she groaned.
She grabbed his work out pants and tried to tug them down, the lights made them hot and the ring floor bounced with every movement. He tugged them down and plunged his tongue in her mouth as his fingers unzipped her jeans and pulled them down.
Macy felt his thighs parting her legs, she felt so hot, the sound of Dwayne panting loudly in her ear, she couldn't see as the lights blinded her, she almost came at every touch. She could feel his enormous erection thrusting between her, she wanted him there and then, she moved her hips and felt him flew deep into her, she cried out loudly and grasped hold of him tight and rocked with his body. He thrust faster and deeper into her like a battering ram, she yelled out as she felt he would cleave her apart. Their bodies moulded like clay, attracted like magnets as waves of pleasure washed over them. Dwayne stared into her eyes as she came, he slowed and gritted his teeth and cried out as Macy beneath him echoed his calls. He collapsed into her arms, spent. Their chests panting as they recovered from their wild lovemaking, anyone could have seen them and with Dwayne married it added the extra buzz. Dwayne raised himself and looked down, "Wow..." was all he could utter.
Macy grinned, "Yeah...wow!" she looked at his face and kissed him, he slowly redrew himself from her depth and succumbed to her strong powerful embrace.
Macy felt through her afterglow a strong wave of guilt, it grew increasingly till she pushed Dwayne off her, she rolled away and pulled herself together. "Oh my god, what have I done?" she muttered, Dwayne looked at her and shook his head, "What's the matter?" he asked. She climbed hurriedly out the ring and stammered her apologies. Dwayne quickly followed her and grabbed her arms, "Hey...hey calm down, what's wrong?" he tried to soothe her. "Please let me go!" she called out, he could see her face twisted with misery and unhappiness, he let her go and she ran. He started to follow her but thought against it, after all he did force himself onto her...
That moment of passion is what I compared everything to. Nothing could beat that moment of spontaneous reactions and the sheer pleasure, not even when we won the tag team belts did our victory came close to that mad love making in the wrestling ring. I thought that one moment was all it took to quench that burning desire that I suffered with but to be honest, it didn't...rather it blew up in my face and I couldn't do a thing about it. But I wasn't sure if that how Macy saw it.