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Author's Note: So this story is set in 2013, at the beginning of Taryn's run in TNA. As of May 5, 2015, Taryn Terrell is the Knockouts Champion and recently turned heel for the first time in her career. Her demeanor immediately after her heel turn was as sexy as I've seen in a wrestling ring in a while. If you haven't seen it, go to YouTube and check it out. So in honor of the new on-screen bad girl, the next two chapters will be Taryn's Sapphic coming out party. Enjoy.
The Squared Circle
Chapter 6
The Taryn Terrell Show, Part 1
It had been a week since the formation of The Diamond Exchange and in that week, nothing had happened. Taryn had heard of no encounters and, much to her chagrin, there was no 3 on 1 initiation like Mickie promised. Taryn was starting to get sexually stir crazy. There were so many Knockouts and so little time. There was the daily teasing of and from Ashley. The on-screen Madison Rayne, knowing that Taryn has what she believes to be a girl crush on her, has proceeded to needle Taryn at the exact period of time where Taryn has been instructed by Mickie to stay on her leash until she's given the green light. Taryn had cooked up many a scenario in her head that end with Ashley as a naked mess in her bed. Then there was Brooke Adams. TNA's Miss Tessmacher had been in and out of the locker room as of late, thanks to TNA's relaxed policy on working for non-televised wrestling promotions. This Tuesday would be the first time in a few weeks that the girls had seen Brooke. Taryn remembered Brooke from their brief time together in WWE and had promised herself that when the opportunity presented itself, the Texas-born and bred hottie would become hers. But the crown jewel of Taryn's fantasies was her new BFF, Jamie "Velvet Sky" Szantyr.
Taryn had her sights on Jamie since her first day in the company and out of all of the Knockouts, she is the one that can't get away. There's no way in the world that Taryn would call it love. Love burned itself out in her eyes the day she and Drew broke up. But it was more than just sexual lust. It was a personal infatuation that Taryn had for Jamie. Taryn seemed to click on a deeper level with Jamie than with the other girls. But Taryn understood that despite her recent closeness with Jamie, that Jamie's true BFF on and off screen was Lauren "Angel" Williams, known to the wrestling world as Angelina Love. It had been nine months since Angel had been released from her contract and Taryn knew that Jamie missed her daily interactions with Angel. She knew that the two talked several times a week and also knew that they had a bond that would not be broken. She knew that there was a core part of Jamie that would always belong to her best friend. Taryn was cool with that. Taryn was happy with the part of Jamie that she could get. For the first time in a long time, Taryn had a close female friend that she could be completely honest with. Well, almost completely honest. Taryn was terrified for now of Jamie finding out that she was crushing on her. Taryn was more afraid of losing Jamie as a friend that losing her as a potential conquest. She had to figure out a way of having her Jamie cake and eating it too. It wasn't going to be easy and it was a high risk-high reward undertaking. But if anyone could do it, the gorgeous blond wrestler slash stuntwoman could. But in the meantime, Taryn pushed all that potential drama to the side. She had made up her mind. It was time for Taryn Nicole Terrell to get hers. It was time to get laid. And Taryn had made up in her mind who her first target would be.
Tuesday, April 17, 2013 – Impact! Zone – Orlando, Florida
Taryn pulled her cobalt blue Chevy Camaro into the lot on the soundstage where Impact! was taped. Many of her colleagues questioned why Taryn still had her apartment in Tampa and endure a 90 minute commute to Orlando but Taryn enjoyed the solitude of the drive. She enjoyed being on the open road and it allowed her to get into her mental zone of comfort on the way to work and to decompress on the way home. She had given thought to moving to Orlando. Mickie had mentioned to her on several occasions that there were apartments available in her building, roughly 15 minutes from Universal, but in the short-term has chosen her sanity over convenience.
Taryn grabbed her bag to head inside. As she walked toward the entrance, she came near Ashley's pearl white Ford Mustang. The closer she got to the vehicle, she saw that Ashley was inside having a very animated conversation with someone on the phone. Taryn's relationship with Ashley was such that personal boundaries were at best relaxed. Taryn stopped in front of the car and stared at Ashley in playfully menacing fashion. Ashley looked at her as she continued angrily talk on the phone. Taryn tried to break Ashley's mood by sticking her tongue out at the beautiful faux redhead. Ashley stuck her middle finger up at Taryn then pointed to the passenger side door. Taryn heard the door unlock, cueing her to get in. When she climbed in and shut the door, she knew why Ashley was so upset.
"So the store double charges my credit card and I have to wait weeks to have it credited back?!" Ashley spat. "You people are unbelievable. I have had a card with you since I was 18 years old and this is how you treat me?! You could credit my card as a courtesy!" Ashley paused to listen to the person on the other end of the phone. "Well what department handles that?" Ashley paused again. "I've been on the phone with you all for almost twenty minutes and you want to put me on hold again and transfer me to another department?!" Ashley sighed as the customer service agent told her that she would do her best to get a supervisor on the line as soon as she could. Ashley looked over at Taryn. "I swear to God these people are going to make me kill them in their sleep." Taryn laughed. "I am going to go to Bed Bath and Beyond and buy a melon baller. Then I am going to go find their home office, drive to it, walk inside with that melon baller and gouge out someone's eyes." Taryn started laughing harder.
"It's not that serious." Taryn said as she continued to laugh. "Anyway, you can't go to jail. You're too pretty. You'll be somebody's bitch before you finish getting processed."
"You survived just fine." Ashley shot back, referring to Taryn's brief stint in jail after her dust-up with her ex-husband.
"I pretended to have chlamydia." Taryn joked causing Ashley to explode in laughter.
"I do not feel like laughing!" Ashley said. Taryn couldn't help but to make Ashley lose it even more. She decided to channel Eddie Murphy's Axel Foley from Beverly Hills Cop by launching into a stereotypical gay voice and paraphrased from a scene in the movie.
"Actually, I went to the clinic today, and I found out that I have, um, herpes simplex 10, and I think that after you fuck with me, you should go check yourself out with your physician to make sure everything is fine before things like your uterus start falling out."
Ashley roared in laughter and dropped her head onto the steering wheel. When she lifted her head, she was beet red. "I… hate you!" Ashley joked as she cracked up. "You're a horrible human being!"
"Attack my character later and finish your call." Taryn suggested.
Ashley put the phone up to her ear. "Hello?... Hello?!... HELLO!... BITCH!" Ashley screamed as she realized that the call had been disconnected. "Melon baller time!" It was Taryn's turn to laugh. "I'm serious! I am so tired of being fucked with! This kind of crap always happens to me!"
"Don't sweat it, Ash. It's just a credit card company. You don't think they know that they are pond scummy? Forget them." Taryn consoled. "Are you short on cash or something? You can borrow some if you need to."
"They are pond scummy and no, I'm good. Thank you though. That was very sweet of you." Ashley said.
"Hey. That's what girl crushes do right?" Taryn said. Ashley dropped her head. "I know you joked to Lisa about me crushing on you and that's why I tease you all the time." Taryn paused. "You're right. You're that close-enough-to-touch but untouchable girl."
"I don't mean any harm. It's just… you're fun to go back and forth with." Ashley said.
"Do you see me complaining?" Taryn shot back. "I'm a big flirt. I've been like that my whole adult life."
"Who was your first girl?" Ashley asked. "That you…"
"Hooked up with?" Taryn asked.
"Crushed on." Ashley said. Just then Lisa walked by the car. She waved at both ladies and they waved back.
"A girl I went to high school with back in Louisiana." Taryn said. "Her name was Deirdre." Taryn took a moment to reminisce. "She had the prettiest coffee-colored skin."
"Oh! You were down with the swirl!" Ashley joked.
"I was down with the swirl." Taryn admitted. "I was in New Orleans. It's kinda hard not to be. There are some gorgeous people down there."
"Did Deirdre like you back?"
"For a minute." Taryn said. "We were both cheerleaders and we messed around for a minute during our senior year… What about you? You ever crush on a girl?"
Ashley saw that Taryn didn't want to continue talking about Deirdre so she dropped the topic. "A little." Ashley said softly. "But I was waaaay too… shy, unsure, awkward to do anything about it."
"Well, do you think she could have liked you back?"
"I know that she liked me back." Ashley said.
"So why didn't you pull the trigger? Afraid of the unknown? Questioning your sexuality? You can have feelings for another woman and not be gay." Taryn said.
"Afraid of being eaten alive." Ashley said. "She had so much experience with girls and I'd never been… Then there was my… relationship."
"Oh. Didn't want to cheat on your boyfriend?"
"Something like that." Ashley said as she glanced down at her watch. "We better get inside."
"Hey." Taryn reached out and touched Ashley's hand. This was the first substantive conversation she had with Ashley and felt a tinge of guilt for objectifying her the way that she did. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I play around with you a lot but I'm just being me. I'm sorry." Taryn looked down at Ashley's hand. When she lifted her eyes back up, Ashley pressed her lips to Taryn's. Taryn was surprised yet pleased. Ashley's girl crush code had been cracked. Talk of a girl crush in the past tense was a ruse. Taryn was the girl crush. The kiss was not rough and libidinous as Taryn had imagined. It was soft, tender and borderline erotic. She was praying in that moment that Ashley didn't open her mouth because if she did any member of the TNA roster that walked past the car would see a full-on makeout session. But as quickly as the warm kiss was initiated. Ashley broke the contact.
"I'm… sorry." Ashley said. "I didn't mean to ambush you like that."
"Don't… apologize. That was… very nice." Taryn said with an almost giddy smile.
"You've… just been chipping away and chipping away at me…" Ashley said. "Look, I know you are after Velvet and gonna do your thing but… I just wanted to let you know that… I'm open… for whatever. No jealousy if I see you with anybody else. I just… you broke me down." If the seduction and conquest of Ashley Cabot were a seven-game sports playoff series, then Ashley had just stolen game one. Taryn was knocked off her game.
"Ash, I… uh… wow." Taryn stammered.
"Maybe I can… I don't know… start out by watching you with somebody…" Ashley had just overloaded Taryn's circuits.
"Get out of this car right now before I jump you and we're both late." Taryn ominously said. "Because if I touch you right now, I will destroy you. It would be a most magnificent destruction, but it would be a destruction."
"Just do me one favor?" Ashley asked. "Whoever you take this out on…" Ashley leaned in close and whispered. "Rock her fucking world." Ashley opened the door and slid out. Taryn opened her door just as the driver's side door slammed.
Taryn sat still for a moment and closed her eyes. "Oh my God how wet am I right now?" Taryn whispered outloud. Taryn's nostrils flared. She whipped out her phone and called a contact in her speed dial. The person on the other end picked up on the second ring.
"Hey Tar…"
"Are you here yet?" Taryn asked.
"Yeah. I'm in catering talking to Dixie. Where are you?"
"In the parking lot. Meet me at Mickie's closet in two minutes." Taryn ordered lustily. The girls had nicknamed the storage room after Mickie and her hookup with Christy. They even managed to finagle a key from one of the facility managers. Her soon-to-be fuckbuddy heard the tone on Taryn's voice and immediately knew it wasn't a joke but still had to confirm.
"Are you serious? This isn't flirty?"
Taryn gritted her teeth. "I am dead serious. Ashley kissed me and made me so wet and horny and I am taking it out on you."
"Okay. I'll be there." That is all Taryn needed to hear. She hung up the phone and hopped out of the car. She grabbed her bag and headed inside. On her way in, she asked one of the female security guards to do her a favor and take her bag to the locker room. She didn't want to see anyone before she went to that closet. Taryn had found a short cut to the room that was hidden from the main corridor that other people would use. It took her about 45 seconds to reach the door. When she opened the door, the object of her lust was standing there.
"Why me and not Ashley?"
Taryn eyed the woman in predatory fashion. "Because she's never been with a girl and the way I'm feeling I would ruin her for other women. And, you're a big girl. I know you can take it." Taryn said. "Plus… I've never had Korean before."
Gail smiled. "Well then… let's fuck some shit up." Gail stepped forward and hungrily pressed her mouth to Taryn's. The taller blonde instinctively opened her mouth. Both women let out a primal groan as their hands began roaming everywhere. Gail slid her slender fingers inside Taryn's sweatpants and found that she was soaked. Taryn gasped at the feeling of Gail's fingers on her clit. "Damn girl, you are soaked." Gail growled. "Pull your pants down."
Taryn immediately did as she was told. When her sweats hit the floor, Gail sank her middle two fingers deep inside Taryn. She let out a high-octave gasp and dropped her head onto Gail's shoulder. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck…"
Gail's lips were resting on Taryn's ear. "You've been going around teasing that poor girl. I should blue ball you."
"No! Please don't blue ball me!" Taryn whispered. She was equally adept at being either the top or the bottom depending on the partner and the situation. When Gail touched Taryn's clit first, she took the lead. Taryn was more than happy to follow if it meant she would get a release.
"We have to be quick." Gail warned. "No time for you to do me but you will pay me back tonight."
"Okay." Taryn quickly agreed.
"Now go get your ass on the table." Gail ordered.
"What table?"
"Around the corner." Taryn quickly stepped out of her sweatpants and underwear and with her sneakers still on, she walked around the corner to see a table sitting in the middle of that area with a folded blanket on top. Taryn grabbed the blanket and haphazardly tossed it onto the table. Gail pushed Taryn down on the table and spread her legs as wide as she could. With Taryn's natural athletic prowess and flexibility, Gail managed to spread them to a near split. Before Taryn could process what could come next, Gail dipped her head low and began an oral assault on Taryn, licking on and around Taryn's swollen clit.
"Oh my God!" Taryn exclaimed in as loud a whisper-yell as she could muster. "Gail, you are so good at that…"
"Mmhmm…" Gail hummed. With no warning, Gail stiffened her tongue and slid it inside Taryn eliciting another sharp gasp from Taryn.
"AHHHHH!" Taryn exclaimed. "Please, please, please please!" Gail bobbed her head in and out, striking Taryn with deadly accuracy. Taryn grabbed her breasts through her t-shirt and groaned in pleasure. Taryn's breathing became shallow as she began to experience a rapid onset orgasm. She grabbed Gail's head and pulled it to her as she began to come. Taryn's body began to shake. Taryn was prone to quivering orgasms when she was aroused enough. Taryn heard Gail chuckle. "Don't stop, please!"
Gail lifted her head. "Okay. One more then we've got to go…" She then stood up and for a second time buried her two middle fingers deep inside Taryn and began pumping her fingers.
"YES!" Taryn grunted through gritted teeth.
"Yes?!" Gail teased.
"YES!" Taryn whisper-spat again. Gail began picking up speed as Taryn reached down to rub her clit. Gail could feel Taryn getting wetter by the second and could hear that she might be tapping into a deep well. As her fingers flew fast and furious, a thought flashed through her mind about how this might end. She had only experienced this with one other woman and it caught her completely off guard. She thought it was something that was exclusive to fetish porn movies but after her first encounter, she knew it was possible. And now, spread eagle on the table, Taryn was exhibiting all the telltale signs.
"Can you… Are you gonna…" Gail couldn't even get her mouth to utter the question.
Taryn lifted her head, looked Gail in the eyes and nodded very quickly. "Uh huh!"
"A lot?" Gail asked.
"Uh huh!" Taryn excitedly grunted. "Gimme my pants! Now!" Gail didn't question Taryn. She ran around the corner to grab them off of the floor. When she came back, she saw Taryn engaged in some of the most passionate masturbation she had ever seen. How this girl was keeping as quiet as she was mystified Gail. The Korean-Canadian stunner knew that if the tables were turned and she were doing to herself what Taryn was doing, she'd be screaming the house down. Gail walked over to Taryn who snatched the pants out of Gail's hand. "Finish what you started!" Taryn stuffed the fabric of her pants into her mouth. Gail knew now. She was going to make Taryn scream. Gail gave Taryn a quick onceover before slamming her fingers back inside. "FUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Taryn's scream muted only by the cotton fabric wedged into her mouth. Gail was now pounding her. Taryn started rubbing her clit furiously as she chanted "Goddamn!" over and over. Then in an instant, her body began to seize and she swatted Gail's hand away. As Taryn continued to rub, a mini-fountain erupted from Taryn's center. The eruption was followed by a fabric-strangled scream peppered with every expletive known to man. Gail had stepped back just far enough to avoid getting hit by the blast. It was around that moment that Gail began to feel her hand throb from the violent work she had just put in.
Gail watched Taryn come down from one of the most intense orgasms she had personally witnessed. If the door to that storage room had opened at that moment, there was no way Taryn would have gathered herself quickly enough to recover. After about twenty seconds, Gail stepped forward, gingerly took the pants out of Taryn's mouth and bent down to deliver a deep tongue kiss that Taryn eagerly accepted.
Gail bent down and whispered in Taryn's ear. "You know you owe me, right?" Taryn nodded with a faint smile. "You ready to do whatever I say?" Gail's question was again met in the affirmative. "Good. I want to watch you in action. Now, I'm gonna give you a choice. Who do you want me to see you with? Lisa, Christy or Mickie?"
"Brooke." Taryn answered. Gail cocked her head to the side. "I want the four of you to jump me in. I want you to see me work Brooke's sexy ass."
"You gonna make her do the Asstastic on your face?" Gail joked.
"If I'm lucky." Taryn chuckled.
"When did you learn to squirt?" Gail's curiosity demanded an answer.
"I watched Cytherea do it in a porn movie once. Decided I wanted to try it."
Gail nodded. "You'll have to teach me."
Taryn slid off the table and began to clothe herself. "First lesson tonight. My place."
"No. Tonight, your place, you and Brooke with me in the tall weeds."
Taryn spent a majority of the final hours before the night's taping in quiet thought. No one in the locker room thought there was anything strange about this. Many wrestlers, both male and female, spent introspective moments before matches. Some paced the locker room, some listened to music, and some went over match spots with their opponent. Taryn chose to sit upright with her back against the wall, eyes closed. Many things were going through her head in those moments; her upcoming match against Gail Kim, her closet time with Gail Kim, her seduction of Brooke and last but certainly not least, her kiss with Ashley. Of all the things that happened to her that day, the kiss was the most unexpected. It was tender. It was sweet. It was innocent. It was so unlike anything that Taryn had recently experienced yet felt so right. And yet, a new dilemma presented itself to the gorgeous blonde. Taryn had to tread lightly. She wanted to do to Ashley all that she said she wanted to do but she didn't want to hurt her. Ashley was very sweet and not only didn't play the field like Taryn did, but had experienced her first girl-girl kiss just hours earlier. As Taryn pondered all of this, she felt the thud of a person sit down next to her, not so close as to touch her but close enough that she could smell the heavenly aroma of the fragrance the woman was wearing. Without opening her eyes, Taryn was compelled to comment.
"Whoever you are, you smell good enough to eat."
"That may be the hottest thing another woman has ever said to me." Taryn recognized the voice of Brooke Adams. Of all the women in the TNA locker room, Brooke had to be the one on that night to sit next to her. "Sorry if I broke your concentration."
One thing that sometimes got Taryn into awkward situations was that the more relaxed that Taryn was, the looser her tongue became and her words were less filtered. "Don't sweat it. You were part of my thoughts anyway." Taryn said with little thought.
"Why?" Brooke asked.
"Huh?" Taryn responded, eyes still closed.
"Why was I part of your thoughts?" Brooke inquired.
Taryn's pause was not an intended one. Her brain took an extra second to process what Brooke just said. "I was thinking about your butt."
"Is that right?" Brooke said with a slight pique of curiosity.
"Yep." Taryn replied. "I can't make my booty pop like that."
"Oh." Brooke said. In Taryn's relaxed state, she wasn't keyed into the tone of Brooke's voice. If she had been, she would have noticed a slight deflation. "Well, anytime you want a lesson, just let me know."
Words began to swim inside Taryn's brain. Butt, booty, pop, anytime, lesson. Connections were being formed. The opportunity that Taryn really hadn't thought about pursuing for that night despite her promise to Gail may have just fallen into her lap.
"What are you doing tonight?" Taryn asked. To this point she still hadn't opened her eyes to look at Brooke.
"Uhh… wrestling. Number one contender's match against Mickie?" Brooke said in a smart-alecky voice. "Then home to scarf down a pizza or something."
"So invite me over for pizza and beer and teach me how to twerk." Taryn said non-chalantly. "Then I can do the Asstastic."
"That's my move. You can't have it." Brooke said.
"Then just do it to me." Taryn shot back.
"We don't wrestle each other." Brooke replied.
"Who said it had to be in the ring." Brooke's brow furrowed slightly when Taryn said that.
"Okay. I know that you just hit on me. My only question is was it a joke or was it real?" Brooke asked.
"Perception is reality." Taryn responded. "So how did you take it?"
"You didn't look at me when you said it, so I couldn't tell."
Taryn slowly opened her eyes as she lowered her head and turned it to face Brooke. To look at Taryn's face in this moment would be looking into a crystal ball at a glimpse of her 2015 heel turn. It was an icy yet sexy look.
"Do the Asstastic to me. No sweats. No yoga pants. No gear. No panties. A raw… Asstastic." Taryn said.
Brooke looked into Taryn's eyes and saw not a speck of humor. She felt a combination of heat and chill run through her body. She glanced at her arms and saw goosebumps.
"Look… I'm flattered. But I don't… hook up with… girls." Brooke started.
"I can see that." Taryn observed. "I also see that if I press you just a little bit, you will."
Brooke laughed. "No. I won't."
"Let me ask you two questions and then I will leave you alone, apologize and never mention this conversation again." Taryn offered.
"Okay."
"Have you ever done a raw Asstastic to anyone?" Taryn asked.
"Yes. And that's question number one. Make your last one a good one." Brooke was determined to put an end to this conversation.
"Okay." Taryn said as she scooted closer to Brooke. "I want you to take a good look at this mouth…" Taryn paused slightly to allow her words to sink in. "Do you really think this mouth wouldn't feel good aaaaaaallll up in that ass?" Brooke sat stoically for a moment. Taryn's eyes never left Brooke's face. Because of Taryn's fixed gaze, she saw Brooke's eyes dart several times quickly to her mouth. From Taryn's perspective, if she got Brooke to think about it, she could get her to do it. Now, she just had to get her to admit it. "You answered my first question, but didn't answer the second one. Do you really believe that this mouth, and I know my mouth is sexy… Do you really believe that my mouth wouldn't make an Asstastic be the best Asstastic you have ever delivered?"
Brooke once again sat silent for a moment, allowing herself two more quick glances at Taryn's mouth before standing up. "I have to go get ready. Talk to you later." Brooke turned on her heels and walked away before Taryn could formulate a comeback. As Taryn watched Brooke walk away, Ashley walked up to her.
"What was that all about?" Ashley asked.
"What? Oh. I was just messing with her. That's all." Taryn said.
"Yeah. I know how you mess with people." Ashley said. "So… who did you let your frustrations out on?"
"Who says I did?"
"Oh, so that's what you were lining Brooke up for." Ashley pressed.
"No! Yes and no." Taryn said. "I… did and I am."
"That makes no sense."
"Ash! Look, I've said too much already. I want to tell you and one day, I hope I can tell you but right now, I can't."
"I am going to find out." Ashley said sternly. "Whether it's from you or from somebody else in this locker room, I am going to find out."
"Okay, okay." Taryn said. "Let's talk again after the show. I promise." Ashley nodded and started backing away. She raised her index finger up quickly and shook it causing Taryn to chuckle at her cuteness. "Okay! I promise!" Taryn smiled and Ashley walked away. Moments later, Christy peeked her head through the locker room door.
"Okay ladies! Show's about to start!" Christy called out before disappearing. Murmuring could be heard as the women headed to monitors in the back to watch the show. Taryn was still sitting down as Gail started to walk past her. Taryn reached out and gripped Gail's wrist and stood up.
"What are you doing tomorrow night?" Taryn asked.
"Nothing. What's up?" Gail asked.
"I thought I'd let you call in your marker on me." Taryn purred.
"Sure." Gail smirked. "Should be fun."
"I need a favor though. I need you to bring someone with you and not tell them where you're going and why."
"I take it you have a plan so I'm not going to argue." Gail said.
"We could kill three birds with one stone; giving you the fucking you deserve, making someone feel like they're part of a group and moving that someone a step closer to being initiated." Taryn explained.
"Not gonna say no to any of that."
"Good. How's 8 o'clock?" Taryn asked.
"Eight it is."
"Bring you're A-game."
"Always." Gail said with a wink and a smile.
Moments after her loss to Mickie in the number one contender's match, Brooke stepped through the curtains into the back. After receiving congratulations from several superstars for her efforts, she made her way to the trainer's room for a quick rubdown. She always made that her first stop after matches as part of her regimen to prevent injuries. She was lying on her stomach getting her hamstrings massaged when she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw Taryn walk in. Taryn went straight to the head trainer and hadn't noticed her.
"Do you have some ibuprofen?" Taryn asked. "My shoulder is a little stiff."
"Yeah, we do but do you want to get a quick massage and try to work the stiffness out?" The trainer asked.
"I have a massage wand at home. I was just gonna use that tonight." Taryn said. "That and the ibuprofen should do it."
"I've got a small bottle of 800 milligram. I'll be right back." The trainer said before going into the other room.
"You should take him up on the massage. I live by it." Taryn turned her head in the direction of Brooke's voice and saw her on the table still in her ring gear minus her boots and socks and plus a t-shirt.
"I'll keep that in mind." Taryn said with a nod.
"I… uhh… didn't mean to be all weird earlier." Brooke said.
"You weren't weird. I came at you out of left field and kind of strong." Taryn said. "I'm sorry."
Brooke looked up at the trainer massaging her. "I'm good. Thanks." The trainer smiled and walked out of the training room. "It's cool. I've just never had a girl come on to me that strong before."
Taryn laughed. "Stop it!"
"No, seriously!" Brook said.
"You used to work at Hooters and do all those bikini contests and no one ever…" Taryn started.
"Nope. I mean, a couple of them would… probe." Brooke said, immediately disliking her choice of words which caused Taryn to chuckle. "Not probe but… inquire."
"I've got you." Taryn said as she walked over to the table where Brooke was sitting on the edge, her bare feet dangling. "But again, I'm sorry."
"So… are you a straight up lesbo or…" Brooke's comment was cut off by Taryn's dry laugh.
"Lesbo?" Taryn playfully scoffed.
"I said that for effect. I thought you'd like that." Brooke said. "But seriously, are you gay gay or bi?"
"Bi, but leaning towards girls." Taryn responded.
Brooke took a moment of contemplative thought. In Taryn's experience, such a pause was normally to her benefit. If the woman took a moment to think, then her mind was open to the possibility of trying. Being a woman that is confident in her abilities, Taryn felt that if a woman tries with her, a woman will like and if a woman likes, a woman will come back for more.
"So… what's it like?" Brooke asked. "Being… with a woman."
Taryn cocked her head to the side. "You've had a guy go down on you, right?"
"Yeah."
"Finger you?"
"Uhh… yeah."
"Same thing with softer skin and breasts and minus the blowjob and the pounding. Unless you're into strapons then you can have the BJ and the pounding too." Taryn said in matter-of-fact fashion.
Brooke thought a little more. "Can you kiss? I mean, not that peck stuff that Tara and I do. I'm talking hot and heavy makeout kissing. That turns me on. You get me wet from that, I'll give you more."
"How about you come home with me? Either way things go, you can spend the night." Taryn offered.
Brooke laughed nervously. "I can't believe I'm about to do this… Okay. I'll… tell security I'm leaving my car here." Taryn smiled as Brooke hopped off the table, slid her Crocs on her feet and headed out the door to go back to the locker room. As she neared the door, Gail nearly ran into her.
"Sorry Tess. Did Taryn leave? I can't find her." Gail asked a second before seeing her in the room. "Uhp. She's right here." Brooke nodded, glanced back at Taryn then disappeared.
"Girl, I thought you had left." Gail said. "So what's up with Brooke?"
"You're gonna walk back into the locker room with me so we can grab our stuff." Taryn began. "I'm gonna say, 'Oh, by the way, here's the twenty bucks I owe you', and hand you a folded twenty. My spare apartment key is in there. I'll text you my address. You grab Ashley and beat us there and hide in the pantry in the kitchen. It's a walk in. You can see the whole living room through the slats."
"You got her." Gail declared.
"She agreed to making out. If she gets wet, which she will, we can do more." Taryn said. "Just don't make a lot of noise playing with yourself in there. And don't have my food smelling like pussy." Gail exploded in laughter.
"Deal." Gail said, still laughing as the two women headed back to the locker room to execute their plan.
Westbound I-4 – 9:50 pm
Taryn and Brooke had been on the road for about 50 minutes. Gail had a 10 minute headstart on them. Taryn made sure not to drive too fast so she wouldn't catch up to and pass Gail. She wanted to ensure that Gail and Ashley were in place when she and Brooke arrived. The two women engaged in idle chitchat that ranged from locker room business to television and movies. About 30 minutes from home, Taryn glanced at the clock in her car. Just as her eyes met the road again, her phone chirped signaling and incoming text.
Ash can't make it. Dinner with hubby.
Taryn cursed in her mind but didn't verbalize it. Her dislike of the text was, however, evidenced by her tossing her phone back into the cup holder.
"Somebody didn't like the message they just got." Brooke said with a smirk.
"These things happen." Taryn said as she drove. "So what made you change your mind?"
Brooke shrugged her shoulders. "I dunno. You're like smokin' hot and you're really confident. It's kind of sexy. Figured what the hell. You only live once." Brooke had managed to make Taryn slightly blush with the 'smokin' hot' comment. "So why me?" Taryn's response was to reach over and flip down the passenger sun visor then flip up the mirror cover, making Brooke look at herself in the mirror. "Asked and answered."
"Flattery will get you everywhere." Brooke said using the reverse cliché.
"You're gonna make me pull over." Taryn joked.
Brooke waited a beat before replying. "So pull over."
"Don't play with me, woman." Taryn warned.
"I can't remember the last time I made out in a car." Brooke said. "Could be fun."
In that moment, without a moment of consideration, Taryn moved into her right lane, then put her flashers on and pulled as far over on the shoulder as she could. Brooke unbuckled her seat belt, reached over to unbuckle Taryn's then climbed over the shifter and straddled her.
"This is just a little bit dangerous." Taryn said as she heard a couple of cars whiz by.
Brooke's nostrils flared. "That's what makes it hotter." Brooke then leaned in and delivered a deep kiss to her blonde counterpart. Taryn immediately knew that she was up against a kissing pro. Taryn opened her mouth and the war was on. Heads tilting back and forth, moaning, groping and squirming were all taking place at the same time. The arousal level in the car went from zero to ten in an instant. During the intense makeout session, Taryn grabbed Brooke by the back of her hair and made Brooke hiss. "I love that. Do it again. Harder." Taryn pulled Brooke's hair harder the second time and grinned.
"You like it rough?" Taryn asked.
"The rougher the better." Brooke offered. "Come to think of it, we better get to your place. I hope your neighbors are deaf."
"They're out of the country for the next six weeks." Taryn said. Brooke climbed back into her seat and buckled her seat belt. Taryn buckled in, threw the car into drive and took off into the central Florida night.
It looked like Taryn would get her raw Asstastic after all.
I know. I know. What a cruddy place to end the chapter. But look at it this way. It will give you something to look forward to. For the first six chapters, I have alternated WWE to TNA, etc. But since I left you hanging here, chapter 7 will be part two of The Taryn Terrell Show. And since I am always thinking ahead, I am thinking about the end of this story (No, I don't know when it will end. Not soon though.) And I will soon have a poll posted on my profile page. You get to help navigate the end of the story. Should be fun. In the meantime…
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