Reindeer Games
Prancer
Okay, so he’d had a little fun with Carol’s new beau. Big, fucking deal. But turning his girlfriend into a stripper, that was going too fucking far. Something had to be done about that.
Yeah, but what, Nick wondered. That was the question.
Whatever it was, it ought to fit the crime. It ought to ...
Nick started to smile. Now there was something, he told himself and the more he mulled the thought over in his mind, the more it appealed to him. Yeah, now that would be the perfect way to get back at her.
Kris Tannenbaum smiled as he pulled the last couple of items from his locker. Football practice had gone well and coach was pleased and when coach was pleased, that was always a good thing.
“Whatcha doin’ tonight,” Joe Jenkins said.
“Gotta study,” Kris said.
“Study, you? Come on.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Someone’s going to draft you for sure. You don’t need to study.”
Kris just smiled. “There ain’t no sure thing,” he said. It was something his grandfather had always said and it was something Kris still remembered. There ain’t no sure thing. Sure, he might be drafted but there ain’t no sure thing. Better to keep all your bases covered.
“Yeah well, you get tired of studying and you want to have some real fun, me and a couple of the boys are going to be hanging out at Lefty’s.
“You watch out there,” Kris warned. “I hear the cops are looking for college kids coming out of there drunk.
“Yes, mommy.”
“I’m serious. Last thing we need is for our starting left tackle to be sitting out a suspension because of a drunk in public offense.”
“You know me,” Joe said.
“Yeah, I know. I don’t have to worry about you. It’s the other guys right?”
“You got it man.”
“You just take it easy, okay?”
“Yeah sure,” the big man said with a chuckle, “and you take it easy with them there books.”
He’d just stepped out of the locker room when a man approached him. “Hey, buddy,” the man said, “can I talk with you for a moment?”
For just a moment, Kris had the feeling that he’d met this man before but then in the next instant, he was sure he hadn’t. Probably just a fan, the running back told himself. Maybe someone he’d seen in the stands. That had to be it. “Sure,” he said, “what’s up?”
“I wanted to ask a favor of you. Some friends of mine are having a party—”
“Whoa, buddy,” the man said. The dude looked old. Well older. Not like any of the students here at the university. He looked more like the suits that some of the sponsors might send his way and the NCAA had rules about stuff like that. A person could get in big trouble and trouble like that could even cause problems with the NFL and there was no way he wanted those kinds of problems.
“It’s not like that,” the man said and instantly, Kris felt his concerns melt away. It never even entered his mind that he’d never even told the man what his concerns were. It was just that he was positive that his fears were baseless.
“Like I said before,” the man said, “my friends are having a party and I’m sure that they’d like to have you attend.”
“What are they, fans or something?”
“Not that I know of.”
“Then why—”
Kris couldn’t remember what it was he was about to say and besides, it couldn’t have been all that important anyway. “What were you saying,” the star running back said.
“I have some friends who are having a party,” the man said. “They’d like for you to attend.
“Sounds cool. Where and when?”
“It’s tonight at eight. Do you think you can make it?”
He’d been planning to do something, he told himself, but whatever it couldn’t be as important as this party the guy was talking about. “Sure, buddy, I can make that.”
“Excellent. I wrote the address down on a piece of paper here and I wrote down a couple of other things you might want. Say, you wouldn’t happen to have a boom box, would you?”
What? No, he didn’t have one of those, but then ...
“You know, I was actually thinking of buying one of those,” he said.
“Excellent,” the man said. “You got the address and the time and I think you’re all set to go.”
“Yep. I’m all set.”
“Excellent. Then I want you to have a really good time there. In fact, I think I can almost guarantee it.”
Kris took the slip of the paper from the man and even as he did, he noticed that the man had written a list of items under the address. It was a weird list, he thought but then as he looked at the list again, it didn’t seem so weird after all. He looked up to see the man and yet when he did, the man was gone, but when he looked down at the list, it hardly seemed strange at all.
He had some shopping to do, Kris told himself, and with that, he set out to find himself the items on the list.
It didn’t take all that long to get the things he needed and then he was back at his apartment.
He knocked on the door to the apartment where the party was and it wasn’t long before the door was opened, by a pretty brunette with big lips and dark eyes. She took one look at Kris and she looked like she was almost laughed. “Oh my God,” she purred. “You’re perfect.”
Kris wasn’t sure what that was supposed to mean but he nodded nonetheless.
“Now she’s the one sitting in the middle of the couch. She’s got on a blue dress. You got that?”
Kris nodded although he wasn’t sure why.
“Anything else you need?”
Kris shook his head although again, he wasn’t sure why.
“All right then. We’ll just turn you loose and let you go,” and with that, the brunette turned and headed back into the apartment. “Hey,” she called out. “Did someone call a cop?”
It was those words that set him off. Even after the fact, Kris wouldn’t have been able to have said just what exactly did it but suddenly, he was bounding into the apartment and he was putting down his newly purchased boom box and he was turning it on and his body began to move to the music. “Ladies,” he said, “I think someone’s about to get married and it would be a crime if she didn’t get to see this.”
He ripped his newly acquired shirt off as he strutted around the room and as the woman hooted and hollered.
And it was all women in the room and they were all hooting and hollering and clapping for to the music as he pranced around in front of the brown-haired girl in the blue dress. “You guys,” the girl protested but even as she did, she kept her eyes glued to the one man in the room.
“It’s too hot in here,” Kris said. “It’s way too hot in here. In fact, I feel the need to—”
He tore away his pants so that the only thing he now wore was leather underwear that barely contained his cock.
This drew more hoots and hollers as Kris danced in front of the girl in the blue dress. Some of the girls reached out to touch him and he willingly obliged their each and every desire.
“You know ladies, I think I detect a case here of a law breaker.”
That drew a chorus of oohs from his assembled audience.
“Yep,” Kris said as he continued to dance. “A definite law is about to be violated. Do you want to know what that is.”
“Yes,” the women screamed.
“It’s a case of indecent exposure and the perpetrator is me,” and with that, Kris removed the last article of clothing that he now wore.
“Yeah, baby,” one girl screamed.
“Shake that booty,” cried another.
“Fuck that,” cried a third. “It’s what he’s got in front I want to see.”
Kris advanced on the girl in the blue dress, his cock bobbing up and down in front of her.
“Go on,” the girls were telling her. “Go on. Touch it.”
“You guys,” the girl in the blue dress countered.
“Touch it,” the girls chanted. “Touch it. Touch it. Touch it.”
The brunette who’d greeted him at the door was right there with the rest of the girls. “Come on, Cailey. You’re getting married Saturday. It’s your last chance to get something like this.”
“I can’t,” the girl in the blue dress said.
“If she can’t, I will,” said a girl off to the side.
“Shut up, Heather,” said the brunette. “This isn’t your night. This is Cailey’s.”
“Come on, guys,” said the girl in the blue dress.
“Don’t come on guys us,” the brunette said. “You know you want to do it.”
The hand of the girl in the blue dress reached out slowly and the other girls began to chant. “Touch it. Touch it. Touch it.”
The girl’s hand inched closer and then her hand was almost there.
“Touch it. Touch it. Touch it.”
The girl’s hand moved closer still and then her fingers stroked the side of his cock.
That brought cheers from the assembled girls and when Cailey wrapped her fingers around Kris’s cock, the assembled ladies cheered even louder.
But Kris wasn’t moving away. He could see the way Cailey was looking up at him and he could feel the way her fingers gripped his cock and that’s when her mouth started moving forward.
“Cailey,” the startled brunette called out. “What are you doing?”
“You said he was here for me.”
“Yes, but—”
“But what?” Cailey asked as her mouth moved closer still.
“Oh my God,” said the brunette as Cailey’s mouth took Kris’s cock inside. “What are you doing?”
Cailey pulled her mouth back. “What’s it look like I’m doing?”
“Yeah, but Cailey, what’s Gary going to say?”
Cailey was licking her lips even as she looked at Kris’s cock. “Oh, I don’t think Gary needs to know about this,” she said and with that, she once more returned her mouth to Kris’s cock.
“Oh my God,” the party host cried. “Oh my God.”
If Cailey heard her, she gave no indication of it because she just kept right on sucking Kris’s cock.
And she wasn’t the only one, It was with the greatest of reluctance that Cailey released her place on Kris’s cock only to have the mouth of the girl next to her on the couch take her place.
“You guys,” said the hostess.
But no one seemed to be listening. One by one, as Kris moved down the line from girl to girl to girl, each one took his cock in her mouth until reluctantly, she too had to give him up so he could move on to the next girl.
Finally though, Kris came back around to the party’s hostess. “What about you?” he asked. “You want some of this?”
The brunette in the red dress looked at Kris and then she looked down at his cock and without further ado, she dropped to her knees and she loosened her dress and then she was fondling her tits even as she sucked the man’s cock.
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?”
The girl in the red dress didn’t answer with words but instead, she just kept sucking his cock even as one of her hands fondled her ample breasts.
“I’ll bet there’s something else you want, isn’t there?” Kris asked.
The girl in the red dress just kept sucking his cock.
“I’ll bet there’s something else you want,” Kris said again.
This time, the woman did pull her mouth free but her hand was still stroking his cock even as she looked up at him. “Yeah,” she said shyly.
“What do you want?”
“I want you to fuck my tits.”
“Sure thing,” Kris said. “Whatever you want,” and even as he said it, he was sliding his cock between the girl’s tits.
“Oh yeah,” the girl moaned. “That’s it. Fuck my tits.”
“Yeah, I’ll bet you like that, don’t you?”
“Fuck yeah. Your cock feels so good between my tits.”
“That’s because your tits are so big and soft.”
“Mmm. I want you to cum on my tits.”
“Are you sure? What about Cailey over there?”
“What about her?”
“Don’t you think she’d like my cum, too.”
The bridesmaid looked at the bride-to-be. “I guess,” she said even though it was just as clear that she didn’t want to relinquish Kris’s cock.
“I think we should,” Kris said.
“All right,” she said grudgingly.
And so Kris swung back around to the girl in the blue dress except she really wasn’t the girl in the blue dress anymore.
The dress was bunched up around her waist leaving her breasts and her panties open for inspection and while one hand stroked her breasts, the other one was rubbing her panties against her pussy. “Are you going to fuck me now?” she asked.
“Not if you’re still wearing those panties.”
That was all it took to get the girl to divest herself of her panties. “How ‘bout now,” she asked breathlessly.
“Yeah,” Kris said with a laugh even as he slid between the girl’s legs, “now would be just fine.”
The girl couldn’t help but moan as the man’s cock slid up inside of her. “Oh yeah,” she moaned. “Oh yeah. That’s good.”
“That’s what I’m thinking, too,” Kris groaned even as he pushed his cock up inside the girl’s pussy.
“Oh fuck,” the girl moaned. “I hope Gary has a cock as big as yours.”
Not likely, Kris wanted to tell the girl but then again, why ruin her hopes. For now, just let her revel in the feel of his cock.
The girl was moaning almost continuously now. “Oh my God,” she moaned. “Oh my God. I think I’m going to cum.”
Kris was sure of it. He was sure the girl was going to cum.
“Are you going to cum, too?”
“Yeah, Baby. You want me to cum?”
“Oh my God. I want it so bad.”
“Okay, Baby. If you want it, here it comes.”
The girl in the blue dress couldn’t help herself. She couldn’t help but moan as she felt the man cum inside her and then almost as if because of what the man was doing to her, she moaned all over again as her pussy came because of what the man was doing to her.
Kris blinked in the harsh glare of the sunlight of a new day. “What the fuck?”
“I think that’s my question.”
Kris sat up in bed and then he realized he was naked. “Carol,” he said. “Wh-what are you doing here?”
“I came here to see my boyfriend,” Carol said. “What’s her excuse?”
“What’s whose excuse?”
“Her?”
“Yeah, her. The little slut.”
It was only then that Kris realized he wasn’t alone.
“Who is she?” Carol demanded.
Kris looked at the girl and he had the vague impression of going to a party and the girl, she’d been wearing a blue dress or something, hadn’t she?
“Who is she, Kris?”
“I ... I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? You expect me to believe that?”
“It’s the truth,” Kris said. He knew how lame that sounded but he couldn’t help it if he didn’t have anything better to say. He really didn’t know who she was.
“Tell your little honey bunny to get out of bed,” Carol said, “and after she’s gone, you and I have to talk.”
“You’re not mad?”
“Oh, I didn’t say that. I’m just not mad at you, at least not right now. Put your clothes on and kick the slut out of here. You and I have to talk.”
Carol was mad, but not at Kris. As far as she was concerned, Kris was going to stay her boyfriend if for no other reason than it annoyed Nick. This little episode had Nick’s fingerprints all over it. Not just Kris but the girl as well. Well damn him. He was going to pay for it, Carol told herself. He was going to pay for it if it was the last thing she did.