9. Ace

nine

Ace

T he drive over to Cassi's house was a little unnerving. I could feel the tension radiating not only off myself but off of Maverick and Dalton. You would think we are all virgins by the way we're acting.

It was bad enough that we played the worst game of our lives with our dream woman watching, but we also left the door open for the Kraken and the Poseidon to potentially take over first place in our division. This is not a great way to earn the respect of our team and fans.

Maverick lifts his hand and knocks on Cassi's front door. Waiting for her to answer, I scan her neighborhood. It's just as I remembered it from the other night: warm and family-friendly, with some of the neighborhood kids throwing a football around and others drawing on the sidewalk with chalk. It's all very homey. It reminds me of my childhood. Even though my grandparents raised me and not my parents, I was still surrounded by love.

The sound of a door opening pulls me from my thoughts. I turn my gaze to the sound and find Cassi standing just inside the doorway with her hand on the handle. I slowly run my gaze up her body, taking in her honey blonde hair tied back in a messy bun, the tight black Bon Jovi t-shirt clinging to her large breast, and her tight black yoga pants that show off every nook and cranny of her body's curves. Finally, my eyes landed on her feet with the dark red polish.

I've never been one to have a foot fetish, but just one look at her perfectly polished toenails, and I want to put them in my mouth and suck on them—devoting time to every toe.

"Come in." She motions with her hand for us to enter. After closing the door behind Dalton, who's bringing up the rear, she leads us to her living room, instructing us to sit down. "I ordered some delivery for us. I hope you like Thai food. The first lesson in how to treat a lady is to stay away from pizza until you're secure in your relationship. Make her feel special by ordering something a little more romantic than a pizza special from the pizzeria around the block." She gracefully takes a seat in the recliner across from the couch.

Of course, a classy woman like Cassi would order Thai food, not pizza, like most guys our age would typically do. If all of her lessons are as informative as this one, we could land a lady in no time, or at the very least, impress some of the puck bunnies before we fuck them. But that's not what we want—we want Cassi, and we'll use every trick in the book to get her. Even if it means lying to her about needing love lessons.

"I guess I never thought about what to order for delivery. I know when I take a woman on a date, I take her to one of the nicer restaurants in town." Maverick shrugs, sitting on the couch next to Dalton, leaving me the spot on the other side of Dalton.

"That's a good start." Cassi's encouraging smile is infectious, making me smile back at her before her smile fades to a frown. "Something else I'd like to discuss is protection and testing status. I know Coach Davis encourages his players to use condoms and that he has everyone on the team tested monthly, which seems a little excessive, but those are his rules. I've been tested since the last time I had sex. I need to make sure you've all tested and are clean and stay clean while we're together during our training sessions."

We all confirm that we are clean and have always worn condoms when we were with anyone and that we plan to only be with her during our training sessions, as she calls them.

"Good. I do have one more request—you can say no if you want to. It's just I've never gone without a condom, but it's something I would like to do with the three of you." I didn't think it was possible, but she stunned us into silence. "I'm on birth control, so I won't get pregnant." When we still don't speak, she adds, "It's okay. It was stupid of me to ask."

I'm the first one to finally speak, "No, I think I can speak for all of us that we want that too." I glance at Maverick and Dalton, watching as they nod their agreement.

"I know we were going to have dinner and a lesson tonight, but I was thinking we could jump to a lesson in bed. You know, to get the anticipation out of the way." Cassi fidgets with the pillow she's holding in her lap.

Instead of seeing her as the cutthroat negotiator, I see her as a woman who is unsure of her sexual appeal. That needs to stop right now. And I know just how to ease her nerves by saying, "Since Dalton is a virgin, we thought you could start with him. You know, show him the ropes."