Chapter Thirty-two

"Can you pass me the bowl in that box over there?" Amber asked Michelle Cooke, as she pointed at a box on the table, while standing on a stepping stool. "I think it will look good on this shelf… what do you think?"

Michelle walked over to the box and unwrapped a large crystal bowl, holding it up and examining it. "Yeah, I think it will work… what did this bad boy set you back? It's heavy as hell!"

"Yeah, I know… but it's pretty… I like how it throws the light around," Amber admitted.

"Oh la de da… Can we take a wine break yet?"

Amber climbed down off her stool, laughing. "We haven't even done one room! And it's 11am!"

"I promise I am more productive with wine in me…" Michelle promised.

"The wine cellar is at the bottom of the stairs and I am sure there are some glasses around here somewhere… you can go grab a bottle from one of the boxes down there. Don't pick off the racks, that's the 'special' wine. None of the everyday wine has been put on the racks yet. Sid is very picky wants it all put away 'right'," Amber explained.

"Sid is picky about everything…" Michelle laughed as she headed out of the room.

Amber had invited some of the girls over for lunch and to help her put the house together. Michelle had been the first to arrive, shortly after dropping her son off at school and they had yet to get anything accomplished. The construction on the main floor was finished and now it was just a matter of getting it to feel like a home. The furniture had been delivered, but still sat wrapped in plastic wrap, waiting for the designer to come with her team and place it. Amber felt useless in that world but could certainly unpack her kitchen.

It had been a couple of weeks since she had arrived in Pittsburgh now and she was starting to get the feel for the place. Nathalie had been right about the WAGs, once they got their initial hazing over with, they started to warm up to her. She had already had several lunches with the ladies and had met almost all of them. She had been invited to participate in a fundraising planning committee and had been voted as this year's chair person. Nathalie warned her that that was just a duty of the captain's girl and not to take it as a vote of confidence in her but she couldn't help but feel like she was bonding with the women – some more then others. She could still get the sense that some didn't like her, or thought that she didn't belong. It was funny when some of the French women talked about her behind her back, not knowing that she knew French. For a while, she let it go but one day she responded to Nathalie in French and that kind of put an end to it. Geno's girlfriend, also trash talked Amber to her face pretty viciously while talking to a friend of hers in Russian at a party. Amber knew enough Russian to get by from doing a lot of work in Russia and put an end to that one pretty quickly, causing Geno to roar with laughter as his beloved turned red like borsht. When Sid had asked her what Geno was laughing about she had responded 'A Russian knock-knock joke', causing Geno to laugh hysterically and fall off his chair. Sid knew she was lying but left it alone. She was finding her place in this circle and that was good enough for him.

The doorbell rang and Amber went to the front to answer it. Nathalie and Vero were standing there and two more girls were walking up the drive way. Nathalie handed her a bottle of wine and insisted that she needed a glass right away.

"When are the designers coming to set everything up?" Nathalie asked, looking at all the plastic wrapped furniture piled into the corner of the living room.

"They are supposed to be here this afternoon… I was hoping to have everything done before the boys got home from their road trip," Amber admitted.

"Well then, crack that bottle open and lets get to work!" Vero added, rubbing her hands together in anticipation.

"Actually, I think Michelle has picked a bottle from the cellar but something tells me we are going to need more then one bottle for today!" Amber laughed, leading the ladies into the kitchen. She pointed at what looked like a million bags and boxes, surrounding more plastic wrapped furniture. "All that needs to be unpacked and found a home… and somewhere in there are the wine glasses…"

-.-

Amber gathered up plates and another empty wine bottle from the table and moved them into the kitchen. The women had made quite a dent in the pile in a short period of time and had decided to stop for lunch. As Amber still had not located pots and pans, she had apologized and just ordered Chinese. The women seemed content as she opened another couple bottles of wine to keep them that way. The women were busy laughing and telling stories about their husbands and silly team events that had taken place over the years. Certain women seemed to enjoy the wine more then others, as she watched Michelle pour herself yet another glass. Nathalie of course, had cut herself off after one and Vero who weighed about the same as a fruit fly, had barely made it through her second glass before she was tipsy. 'She certainly wasn't allowed to un load any china or crystal this afternoon,' Amber thought to herself with a chuckle.

Amber returned to the group with a new bottle and poured herself a bit more, taking her seat on the farm style chairs that they had decided to un wrap themselves so they could sit at the table and not on the floor. The designers had shown up and were busy in the other rooms, setting out furniture and such.

"So Amber… I think that we know you well enough now…" Michelle stopped to hiccup. "… that you need to answer a couple of questions, I know we have all been dying to ask…"

Amber watched as a number of the girls smiled and exchanged looks with each other, some turned red and some giggled.

"Oh no…" Nathalie shook her head.

"Nat, you may wish to cover your ears…" Michelle warned her, making a number of the girls laugh. Amber had never felt more like she was trying to get into in some impossibly exclusive sorority in her life.

"What we need to know is…" another hiccup. "… how big is it?"

Amber just stared blankly. Had she really just heard that right? She looked around the room, as the women shifted uncomfortable but all eyes were still on her, as if this was the question that they had discussed a million times over but could never determine the answer… until now.

"How big is what?" Amber asked sheepishly, knowing full well what they were asking.

"Don't play games with us! You know… Sid's… stick…" Michelle sat forward intently.

"You need to settle the debate…" Vero chimed in from the other end of the table.

"If you don't want to answer that… you could just tell us if he knows what to do with it…" Michelle offered.

"Oh my god… are you for real?" Amber laughed. She couldn't believe this was happening. She looked to Nathalie for help but Nathalie just shrugged.

"I can't say I'm not a little curious…"

Amber could feel her cheeks getting warm. She knew the women weren't going to back down and that there was no changing the conversation. "Well… I would say it's more then standard and he definitely knows what to do with it…"

"Where's the hottest place you've done it?"

"Tell us he has some weird, freaky fetish…"

"Have you done it at the arena yet?"

Amber was bombarded with questions. The girls seemed to sit closer to the edge of their seats.

"Okay, ladies…" Nathalie chimed in as the voice of reason, putting a halt to the questioning. Amber let out a breath of relief, as Nathalie was clearly still the ring master and she would put this conversation to a rest. "One question at a time…"

"What?" Amber practically shrieked. That was not what she had expected to hear from Nathalie at all! Nathalie just shrugged again and started laughing. "You gotta give the girls somethin'…"

"So… have you done it in the arena yet?" Michelle nudged her, raising her eyebrows in interest.

-.-

"Honey, I'm home!" Sid bellowed up the stairs, as he walked in the front door. He had always wanted to say that!

"Hey!" Amber greeted him with a huge bear hug as he dropped his bag at the edge of the stairs. "How was your road trip?"

"Oh it was good… we won both… I know its just exhibition but it felt good, you know?" Sid said, while running his hands down the length of her body. "I see you got the house in shape…"

Amber nodded and then pulled him by both hands into the living room. "Wow!" He exclaimed, walking around the space. When he had left, only three days ago, this room was empty. Now it was full of furniture and area rugs and even a piano in the corner.

"Go check out the dining room… and the kitchen… and the family room is done and your mom's sitting room… I think she'll love it!" Amber pushed him excitedly into the next room. "Nathalie and I went and bought like a million cookbooks, so your mom can just sit in there and read… all day!"

"Wow…"

"The girls all came over and helped un pack everything yesterday… It was crazy!"

"Oh yeah? That's great!" Sid moving into the kitchen and opened every cupboard door, to find the shelves full of dishes and containers. "Where are the goldfish crackers?"

"Is that all you care about?" Amber rolled her eyes and walked over to the pantry doors, pulling out a bag of crackers and throwing them to Sid.

"No… but I'm hungry…" Sid laughed. "I am glad you had fun with the girls…"

"I didn't say I had fun… I said it was crazy…" Amber pointed out, jumping up to sit on the newly installed marble counters.

"Oh? What happened?" Sid asked, popping a handful of crackers into his mouth.

"They were very interested in our sex life…"

"Well it is pretty fantastic…" Sid laughed until Amber shot him a look. "Seriously? What did they want to know?"

"Everything! They had quite a bit of wine in them…"

"What did you tell them?" Sid asked, a little more shocked.

"That I was seriously disappointed and it was a huge area of contention in the relationship… that you could only perform on the ice… and that you had a sick twisted hockey stick fetish…" Amber teased, acting very serious.

"Shut up! Seriously! What did they ask?"

"How big you were… where we had done it… if you were good with your tongue… if we had done it at the rink…"

"Really? At the rink… I hadn't thought of that…" Sid smiled, as if the idea of that was something that interested him.

Amber continued with the list of questions she had been asked.

"You didn't actually tell them anything thought, right?" Sid said after Amber finished with the list.

"How could I not? They had me surrounded!" Amber laughed.

"Oh my God… if that gets back to the guys, I will never live it down…" Sid ran his hands through his hair.

"Well then I suggest you prepare because you know there is no way those gossiping bitches aren't telling their significant others right now!" Amber laughed. She may not have known them long but she knew them well enough all ready to know that.

"You told them I was good thought right?" Sid asked sheepishly, flashing her one of his famous boy next door smiles.

"Well… I didn't want to lie to them…" Amber teased again.

"Hey!" Sid protested. "I guess I will just have to work harder… more practice it is…" Sid dipped his head in to meet hers and playfully nipped at her bottom lip. She giggled and nipped back, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close her body. He picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter, then ran his hands down her legs as she wrapped them around his waste.

Amber reached around her waist and pulled her shirt up over her head and threw it on the floor, exposing the soft milky flesh of her breasts held in by a red and black lacy bra. Sid licked his lips, as she leaned away from him, thrusting her chest up, making her tits look huge.

"Tell me what skills I should work on first… Tell me what you want…" Sid demanded as he slipped a bra strap down over her shoulder and ran the back of his fingers over the soft material. He could feel her hard nipple beneath the surface of the bra, and pulled the cup down exposing it. He rolled the pink nub between his thumb and forefinger and then gave it a little tug.

"I just want you in me…"

"Oh yeah?" Sid moaned, pushing himself back from the counter and pulling her pants off in one aggressive tug.

He pushed the lace crotch of her panties aside and slid two fingers up inside of her. "You didn't specify…" He teased, as she threw her head back in ecstasy. He ran his thumb across the hard wet flesh of her clit as she moaned and laid backwards on the counter, pulling her knees up against his chest. He pushed his fingers further inside and curled them up just slightly, making small circles inside of her and pumping his hand slowly in and out while continuously rolling her clit with his thumb. He watched as she arched her back off the counter and ran her hands over her breasts. He leaned over and kissed her knees, pushing her legs apart. She reached to brace herself on the edge of the counter, while the other hand grasped and tangled in his short hair. He watched as her back arched off the counter again, as she came around his fingers, pressing her breasts high up into the air. He could feel a wave of hot fluid roll over his hand as he slowly withdrew his fingers, still paying special attention to the hard nib of her clit.

"Beg me to put it in you…" Sid instructed her.

"You want your cock in me, just as much as I do…" Amber reminded him, looking up at him with a smile. Sid laughed in agreement and quickly undid the button of his jeans, pushing them down to the floor. He pulled her back to the edge of the counter and swore under his breath that he wasn't just a couple inches taller, as he couldn't reach her dripping wet pussy. Instead he pulled her legs around him again, and pulled her entire body to him, supporting her and lifting her off the counter with his hand on her ass. He turned her around and slammed her back into the door of the fridge, sliding his hard thick cock into her dripping pussy. He drove himself deep into her with hard thrusts.

"Harder baby," Amber panted. "Fuck me hard baby. I am so close again! Make me cum baby! Oh god yes!"

Sid thrust his cock into her a dizzying pace. The room filled with raw animalistic sounds of sex and the scent of her juices hung in the air. Sid clenched every muscle in his body as he drove himself deeper and deeper and felt her tight pussy pulling him in. He could feel her digging her nails into his back and thrust harder as she bit down into his shoulder.

"Deeper," She cried out as she pulled him even closer. Amber's body shook as she came harder then she had ever and Sid let out a deep moan as he released himself within her. He continued a few more thrusts, for good measure, before pulling out and putting her down on her floor. Both of them slid down to the cold tiles beneath them and sat, staring at each other, breathing heavily.

After a couple of minutes, Amber jumped to her feet.

"What are you doing?" Sid asked, still not in total control of his breathing pattern.

"I have to go make a call… the wives are going to wanna here about this one!" She giggled and disappeared out of sight.

"Amber don't you dare! Get back here…" Sid climbed to his weak legs and began to chase after her. He didn't realize that she had only gone around the corner to the hallway and when he went running past, she jumped on him. Laughing and wrapping her legs around his waist. "You are such a goof!"

"Yeah… but you love me!" She teased as he swung her around to his front.

"Yeah I do… more then anything," he agreed, taking her mouth with his. "Never forget that…"