While Alexandra is stretching, Jeremy speaks up, saying, " Since I'm going to be coaching you and we're going to be spending more time together. Why don't you tell me about yourself to better coach you. "
Alexandra looks up while stretching and replies, " Well, where do I start? " she thinks, considering how much to share with him as she doesn't like nor want to talk about herself.Jeremy sighs and shifts his weight from foot to foot as he thinks about what he wants to know about her. After all, he is trying to be a gentleman and not look or stare at her butt. Jeremy doesn't want her to see him as any other pig of a guy that treats women like objects. Furthermore, he wouldn't look at any other player that way, and he doesn't want to treat her differently based on her gender.There was something about Alexandra that she mysteriously took Jeremy. He also wondered to himself why he was having nightmares about his hit. It's like there was something in his mind banging at a trap door to get out.Alexandra looks back at Jeremy and catches him staring none too stealthily at her backside; laughing softly, Alexandra says, " What do you want to know? Let's start with that. "Jeremy nods in agreement, trying to hide the fact that he was caught looking, and says, " Are you going to play for Denver Outlaws this season? "Alexandra is puzzled about why Jeremy would ask this question, as the question wouldn't pertain to him coaching her. Alexandra responds, " I was planning on trying out for them again since I didn't get signed to the Cannibals this year. The tryouts are in a couple of days on Saturday. "Jeremy was confused as he knew how the NAFL and WWIF worked with players; if a team liked a player enough or the player performed well with the organization, the team would offer a renewal contract for the upcoming season before the rest of the teams could sign except for the NAFL which could offer multi-year deals to players. Jeremy gave Alexandra a confused look when he replied, " What do you mean by trying out for them? I thought you'd played for the Outlaws last four years. They didn't offer you a renewal contract? "Alexandra chuckles at his look and says, " The Outlaws always offer me a renewal contract every year; I believe that at this level, I have to prove that I can make the team every year as it's like I have the position till they find someone better. Nothing is promised in this world. Why do you ask about playing for the Outlaws? "Jeremy sees where she's coming from with asking her about the Outlaws and says, " I wanted to know how hard to train you this upcoming year to get you ready for next year. If you don't mind, I'll attend the tryouts and meet with the coaches to get on the same page with them as our plan to get you to play for the Cannibals next year. "Alexandra got up from stretching, indicating that she was ready for Jeremy to start the training, and said, " That's fine with me as long as I make the Outlaws team this season; we'll have to see on Saturday. What drill do you want me to start with, Coach? "Jeremy smiles while shaking his head and replies, " I'll never get used to being called Coach. Let's have you do a downhill shuffle open break 45 downhill drill, and then you'll do Suicide shuffle to lateral break then we'll go from there. "Hours ticked by, and before long, it was time to call it quits. Alexandra had put everything she had into the training Jeremy had to offer. She had to admit he didn't slouch or treat her with kid gloves. she loved it; the workout left her feeling sore but in a good way. The way that your muscles feel ignited with possibilities. She knew she'd sleep like a log tonight."So when's the next time you want to get together?" She said, slinging a workout towel over one shoulder.Jeremy had been thinking about that; the more he mulled it over, his proposal made sense. " About that, I was thinking, and I have everything we need and the privacy away from Terrell and his opinions. How would you feel about doing your training sessions at my place?"She smirked, " If you wanted to ask me over, there are better ways. " she watched as his eyes widened in panic. " I'm kidding, and I get what you're saying, and yeah, it's fine with me. Lighten up there, coach. "Jeremy chuckled with relief while giving Alexandra his address and how to get to the house.Jeremy's house was 30 minutes outside Denver in Castle Rock on just over seven acres with a Large French-style Chateau built in 1893 and was gated.As they both went home, Alexandra couldn't believe that Jeremy had invited her over to his house; he's been extremely friendly and very professional. She kept thinking about it, Jeremy seemed like he was being genuine with her, but she wasn't sure yet if he truly was being sincere. There was something about Jeremy, and she had to find out what it was about him.Whereas Jeremy, when he got to his car, texted a buddy of his that was a linebacker playing for Houston, Brian Cupid, about if he had any ideas for a workout that would work for what Alexandra wanted for a workout.Jeremy couldn't tell if Alexandra was actually into him or was trying to be funny with her getting invited over to the comment. Alexandra would be the first person in Jeremy's house since he bought the house; not even his family has come over yet. More importantly, Jeremy couldn't help but wonder why he was now having nightmares about his hit all of a sudden when in the past three years, he had never even thought about the hit. " Could Alexandra have something to do with the nightmares? " Jeremy thought to himself, " That doesn't make any sense because the only thing that Alexandra has in common is that she is a linebacker. "Jeremy kept thinking about her on his way home. There was something about her that he couldn't shake or understand this feeling he has about her. When Jeremy got home, he saw that Brian Cupid had texted him back, saying that he used a workout that Alexandra could use with a bit of modification to adhere to Alexandra's wish to keep her figure.Brian said that he would email the workout to him shortly, and he would be willing to help Jeremy train her. Jeremy put on ESPN on the TVs in the house and started to work on his dinner, which would be his pre-workout meal as he was going to work out before Alexandra came over to train. He ate his dinner, then went to his workout relaxing room and laid down on his hydromassage table. He got on the table and set the table to run for two hours; once the massage table was set up, Jeremy put on the reruns of the Addams Family to wind down before bed.Once the hydro massage table finishes its cycle, Jeremy goes to bed and falls asleep pretty quickly. As Jeremy fell asleep, he again had the nightmare of his hit. As the nightmare continued, the more intense, the more natural the nightmare became. The voice of the linebacker was a bit distorted, once words came out of the linebacker, " Welcome to the pros, Rook." Jeremy woke up violently, drenched and sweating." What the Fuck is going on " Jeremy proclaims as he jolts up from the nightmare. Jeremy, shaken by the vivid nightmare, gets up, putting on basketball shorts and shoes to take a run around his land to get his mind off of the hit.Jeremy did seven layoff laps around the perimeter of his property, still frustrated and confused about why he's subconsciously focused on the hit that ended his career now, as it's been three years since it happened. This nightmare is slowly becoming a personal hell, he thought to himself. Still not satisfied with running laps and not wanting to chance to try to sleep again, Jeremy heads into the gym inside his house.Jeremy starts to work out to let out his frustration while trying to sum up how the hit is resurfacing as a mental issue now instead of three years ago. Hours go by as Jeremy can't get out of his mind while working out; Jeremy could always block out the distractions and the pressure and could come up with solutions for his problems while working out, with music blaring and being in his little world, he doesn't notice that Alexandra has come into the gym as agreed upon by both of them.Alexandra, holding her workout bag on her shoulder, can't believe what she sees with her hazel eyes; she had just come into Jeremy's house from the side door outside of the gym and now notices Jeremy working out with no shirt on, just shorts and running shoes he had worked up a good sweat working out that she could tell that he'd training for a while.Alexandra stared at Jeremy as he worked out; he looked like dew drops all over his body, and his biceps and arms looked like they were sculpted from a Greek statue. Jeremy had a toned back, and Alexandra couldn't wait to see his front torso.Alexandra realizes how wet she is in her sheath and heads over to turn down the stereo system before she starts to ponder what she would want to do to Jeremy and what she would yearn for Jeremy to do.Jeremy returns to the real world when the stereo gets turned down; he quickly checks his watch and realizes what time is. He turns around and gets up the machine he was on to see Alexandra, in a dark purple knee-length bodycon dress that flattered her figure while wearing black and purple stilettos, standing by the stereo holding a duffle bag.Jeremy apologized for the smell and not being ready for her to start her training, saying that he hoped that she wasn't waiting long as he rushed to wipe down the gym and Febreze the room.Alexandra giggled quietly, thinking, " long enough to want a taste of you," as she admired his well-toned pecs while trying to stay coherent and not fantasize.Alexandra played it cool and responded, " I just showed up. "Jeremy sighs and says, " I'm going to get cleaned up real quick. Over here is a room that you can change into. You can get warmed up once you've changed if you beat me to the gym."She nods in agreement and heads to the bedroom as Jeremy goes upstairs to get cleaned. Waiting to get changed for a moment, she stands outside the bedroom, hearing the shower going upstairs and envisioning what she'd be doing with Jeremy in the shower if she had her way right now. Maybe it was a bit frat boy Esq of her to think such things, but she was a vigorous young woman. She goes to change as she decides to forgo her cut-off practice jersey and go with her Nike sports bra and leggings that show off her assets.They both got done at about the same time. Jeremy came downstairs wearing a sleeveless shirt and grey sweatpants and instantly stopped when he saw Alexandra starting to jog on the treadmill; her leggings emphasized her shape and made her butt stand out.As much as Jeremy was a gentleman, he couldn't resist the tractor beam of her leggings. He shook his body to refocus as he needed to be a coach for Alexandra.As she was wrapping up warming up for training, Jeremy let her know that a buddy of his who was currently playing linebacker in NAFL for Houston sent him a workout that should work for her with some modifications. He gave Alexandra the printed workout to get her thoughts.She examined it and agreed to try it out with some changes, as Cupid sent Jeremy the reps and sets that he used.As they started the workout, Alexandra spoke up, " I thought about this more from yesterday regarding you asking questions about me to coach me better and get to know me. I thought it would only be fa
As Alexandra falls asleep, she dreams of Jeremy. Alexandra is in Jeremy's kitchen; Jeremy has just gotten home and comes toward her, smiling with satisfaction with having caught sight of Alexandra.Alexandra notices the fire of passion in Jeremy's eyes as he moves toward her." How was your day? " Alexandra says serenely at the sight of Jeremy." It was alright, but it's better now. " Jeremy quickly says." How is it bet... " Alexandra made an effort to respond but couldn't complete her question as Jeremy reached her and kissed her on the lips passionately. She ceases trying to finish her sentence; lets herself embrace the moment as she knows what he implied. She lets out a small moan; as she moans, he has to taste her; he starts to galocher with her." O Mon Amour, " He gasps as he kisses down her neck while lightly caressing her body with his hands starting with her fingertips and moving down her arms towards her navel. He takes her shirt off and then kisses her on those jaw-droppin
The table is shaking; she's going that hard. She can feel that he's about to explode, and she vice-grips his sword with a few more hard thrusts; they both will get ecstasy. Right before she's finished, Alexandra wakes up throwing herself up, sweating, breathing hard, and extremely wet. " I can't believe this; I had a wet dream about Jeremy, and I'm still horny. " she thinks.Alexandra huffs and puffs as she needs to take care of herself, but she has to prepare for the tryouts. She grabs her bullet and heads for the shower to accomplish both. " Jeremy will be at the tryouts; what will I do? I don't want to see him immediately, not after my dream. You know what? I'm going to concentrate on the tryouts and ignore him. " thinking to herself.She gets ready for the day and heads out to the tryouts. Once she gets to the field, she heads to the coaches to check in for the tryouts.Coach Kuttin sees her and says, " Alex, you don't need to be here. You have earned a spot on the team, or are yo
"Ditto..." Heather chirped, her jaw nearly dropping. "Well, is it... Ok?" Alexandra asked, noticing the blank look on the girl's face. The pair exchanged a look before Heather said. "If the sex came in fabric form... You found it. We love it." Alexandra rolled her eyes. "I still want to look classy, ya know." "You look amazing. Trust us; I wish like hell I could look that fabulous." Just then, a sales girl peeked in the private dressing area. "Parden me ladies, I couldn't help but overhear. I should let you know that Mr. Davis is extending his tab to cover your friends if they want to peruse our selection. We do have nonformal accessories, as well as shoes." Heather slapped the arm of the chair and pointed at Alexandra. "Girl, if you don't marry him, I will." Soon after, they check out, each getting a dress, accessories, and a pair of heels as they didn't want to take advantage of Jeremy's generosity. Alexandra heads to get ready for the special event that Jeremy is taking her
Then Jeremy pops the big question: " How would you like to be kissed? "Alexandra finishing her bite of cheesecake, looks at him a little shocked, then says with a sassy smirk, " You know, I always thought that everyone should strive to have chivalry. It used to be so noble to have chivalry that great knights would have the combined qualities that made up chivalry. When women are chivalrous, they should be honored for doing so, while men should have it in their mind that it should be a standard to be chivalrous and strive to be noble like a knight. When men are chivalrous, they show their feminine side, showing that they are thinking about others above themselves and also caring for others. You're the prime example of the modern-day chivalrous knight. You're always putting others first and taking care of them. You make sure that everyone is treated fairly and equally. Even now, instead of taking a chance with a 50/50 chance of succeeding or ruining a perfectly good relationship, You a
Her hand touched and caressed the rugged flesh bringing it to life. Jeremy reaches down, pushing his trousers the rest of the way off, leaving them in a messy crumple on the bedroom floor, his belt clanging against the hardwood, the only sound in the room they're panting breaths as they grasped for each other in the dark clinging and wanting. He sets up fingers, nimbly dancing along the back seam of her dress to unzip it, feeling the soft silk fabrics pool in his hands as he lifts it over her head and tosses it to parts unknown in the bedroom. She threw her head back in a long and husky moan; his lips and tongue tantalized her throat and collarbone. Positioning herself as she straddled him, sliding her most intimate places with his own feeling hot partying of flesh as she settled onto his lap. Alexandra cooed with appreciation. Their body's moving in unison, a sensual dance of passion and fire. Lips crashing in moments of lustful ecstasy. Each gasped, and another kiss captured brea
Jeremy smiles, then says, " A movie buff, huh? I'll have to remember that. I'm also a movie buff, so we'll definitely have some fun times. You're right, let's go to bed, and I can finish my workout when we get up in a few hours, then I'll make breakfast. "They head back to Jeremy's bedroom and end up snuggling to sleep on his California King bed for the next five hours till Jeremy's alarm goes off.Alexandra groans, huffing and puffing, letting out, " Come on, you've got to be kidding. Who gets up this early on a Sunday also!!! Who are you for not switching that off after blowing my back out. That shit is rude I need my damn beauty sleep." she growls slapping him on the back repeatedly.Jeremy smiles and chuckles, then says, " I get up this early every morning to work out. I'm going to finish up my workout, and you can come join me if you want, or you can go back to sleep, and I'll still make breakfast after I'm done. "She sighs and thinks for a second, then responds, "Yeah, well, n
Once they got back to the house, he started setting up the ice bath for Alexandra and told her that he’d be right back. He comes back with a shirt and shorts for the ice bath. “ I’m going to start on breakfast, and it’ll be ready once you’re done with the ice bath. Enjoy! “As Jeremy leaves the room, she starts to unwind and takes a deep breath while changing. Alexandra gradually sits in the ice bath, and she takes some pleasure as her aching legs begin to get some relief as she sinks into the tub. She lets her mind drift off as she closes her eyes, wondering how it would be to have all of this equipment around on a daily basis and how her career would be. All of a sudden, the timer goes off. “ fifteen minutes goes by so fast. “ she thinks to herself as her eyes open and while she gets out of the tub to dry off. Alexandra changes her clothes to her workout clothes from earlier. She brings out the damp shirt and shorts out with her as she finds Jeremy in the kitchen finishing up break
After an intense training session, Alexandra sank onto the cold metal bench in the locker room, wiping sweat from her brow. Her muscles ached pleasantly—a reminder of the hard work she’d put in. She reached for her phone, noticing a text from an unknown number. Curiosity piqued, she opened it."Hi Alexandra, this is Jenifer Walter. Hope you don't mind, Jeremy gave me your number after our meeting. I'm in Denver for the next couple of days and would love to meet in person before heading back to Atlanta. Looking forward to hearing from you!"Alexandra blinked in surprise. Jenifer Walter. The name brought a flood of memories and admiration. Jenifer had been the first woman to play in the Wild West Indoor Football League, a formidable linebacker and occasional running back for the Texas Oilers. But why was she reaching out now? And what exactly was Jeremy up to?Taking a deep breath, Alexandra wondered, *Is Jeremy having Jenifer do his dirty work now?* Her relationship with Jeremy was a t
Jeremy's office was bathed in the soft, golden glow of the afternoon sun, casting long shadows on the polished wooden floor. His desk was cluttered with papers, reports, and a laptop where the faces of the WWIF team owners, the league commissioner Larry Helton, and the compliance officer were displayed via a conference call. The tension was palpable as the meeting began, with Jeremy's phone on speaker mode."Larry, are we all set for the meeting?" Jeremy asked, his voice steady but laced with the weight of the upcoming confrontation."Yes, Jeremy," Larry Helton replied, his authoritative tone clear through the speaker. "Everyone from the league will remain silent and on the line during your meeting with Terrell Hillis and Coach Lombardi. We'll intervene only if necessary.""Understood," Jeremy said, a sense of relief washing over him. "Thank you for your cooperation."Just as he finished speaking, the door to his office opened, and Terrell Hillis and Coach Bill Lombardi walked in. Jer
The Las Vegas sun was beginning its descent, casting a golden glow over the tarmac as Alexandra boarded her flight back to Denver. Her teammates were still basking in the afterglow of their championship victory, their celebration extending through the vibrant nightlife of Vegas. But Alexandra had always been different. She savored the moment but understood the importance of humility and focus. The championship was the pinnacle of her career, yet she knew that resting on her laurels could lead to complacency. As the plane lifted off, Alexandra gazed out the window, the sprawling city of lights shrinking below her. She felt a strange mix of exhilaration and calm. Winning had been a dream come true, but she couldn't shake the feeling that bigger challenges lay ahead. By the time the plane touched down in Denver, it was already 7 PM. She collected her bags and headed home, eager to unwind.The streets of Denver were quieter compared to the buzz of Vegas. As she entered her apartment, she
A few weeks had gone by since the Denver Outlaws began their dominating run through the playoffs. The team was on fire, and their momentum seemed unstoppable. For Jeremy, the owner of the Outlaws, the stakes were high, but his confidence in the team was unwavering. During the same period, his other team, the Colorado Cannibals, tore through their opponents to secure a spot in the OK Corral Bowl against the Omaha Cattlemen. With both teams heading into championship games, Jeremy faced a logistical challenge. The Outlaws' game was set for Saturday in Las Vegas, while the Cannibals' game was scheduled for Sunday in Denver. As both team owner and head coach, Jeremy needed to be at both events.Late one night in his office, Jeremy stared at his calendar, scribbling and crossing out potential schedules. His assistant, Melissa, knocked gently on the door. "Jeremy, you look like you could use a break."Jeremy glanced up, a tired smile on his face. "I wish I could, Melissa. I'm trying to figur
The familiar buzz of Alexandra's phone pulled her out of her afternoon reverie. It was 4 PM, and she saw Jeremy's name flash on the screen. She quickly opened the message."Hey Alex, I was able to pull some strings and get an additional five minutes during halftime to give the Outlaws recognition for their undefeated regular season. We want to encourage the fans to come support the Outlaws during their playoff and championship push. Also, all the alcohol and food will be ready for you and your teammates in my owner's box. Hope you all have fun and enjoy yourselves at the game. - Jeremy."Alexandra's lips curled into a smile. Jeremy had always been a bit elusive when it came to showing support for the Outlaws, given his primary focus on the Colorado Cannibals. But today seemed different. She quickly texted back."Thanks, Jeremy! This means a lot to us. We'll be there. Looking forward to the game."After sending the message, she texted her teammates that were going to the game with her.
Alexandra stepped into the cozy yet bustling Japanese Sushi restaurant that had become a favorite lunch spot for her and Alicia. The rich aroma of soy and ginger mixed with the sizzling sounds of the grill created an inviting atmosphere. It was precisely 1 PM, and she spotted Alicia at their usual corner table, waving enthusiastically. Alexandra smiled, but her smile widened when she noticed a third person at the table."Heather!" Alexandra exclaimed, surprised. "I didn't know you were joining us today!"Heather stood up, a sly grin on her face. "Alicia thought it would be a good idea to surprise you," she said, giving Alexandra a warm hug."Surprise!" Alicia chimed in, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "We haven’t all been together in a while, and I thought it would be fun."Alexandra hugged Alicia and then took her seat. "This is a wonderful surprise. I've missed our trio."The three women settled into their seats and picked up the menus. Alexandra scanned the options, her eyes flit
The morning sun bathed Brewster’s Café in a warm, inviting glow as Alexandra stepped inside at precisely 10 AM. The café was bustling with the usual morning rush, the scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the aroma of baked pastries. Alexandra’s heart beat faster in anticipation of the meeting. She spotted Jeremy already seated at a corner table, nervously stirring his coffee. His eyes lit up when he saw her, a flicker of hope crossing his face.“Alexandra,” he greeted, standing up awkwardly before sitting back down. She nodded in acknowledgment and ordered her coffee—a caramel macchiato, her favorite—before joining him at the table.The silence between them was heavy, filled with unspoken words and lingering emotions. Alexandra took a moment to gather her thoughts. She had rehearsed this meeting in her mind countless times, but now that it was happening, everything felt surreal.Jeremy took a deep breath, breaking the silence. “I’d like to go first if you don’t mind,” he said,
A few weeks had passed since the high-stakes Cattlemen vs. Cannibals game, yet the intensity of that night still reverberated through Jeremy's mind. The Cannibals were gearing up for their final push towards the playoffs, but the path was anything but smooth. Terrell Hillis, with his relentless ambition, continued to meddle with the Cannibals' roster, causing weekly turnover and attempting to disrupt the team's chemistry. His goal was clear: to undermine Jeremy's success as head coach and reclaim the position for himself.Despite the turmoil, Jeremy remained resolute. His focus was split between managing the Cannibals and his new venture with the Denver Outlaws. The women's football league had recently approved the sale of the Outlaws to Jeremy, a move that marked a significant milestone in his career. With this new responsibility, Jeremy had to make strategic decisions quickly and effectively. One of his first was to hire Chris Wixson, affectionately known as "The Wiz," as the Outlaw
Alexandra took a deep breath as she walked down the silent, dimly lit hallway of the visiting team's facilities. Her cleats echoed with each step, a rhythmic reminder of the intense game she had just played. She approached a door labeled "Coach's Office" and hesitated for a moment, her hand hovering over the doorknob. Gathering her thoughts and summoning her courage, she pushed the door open and stepped inside.Mike Jones glanced up from his desk, his eyes widening in surprise. The room was modest, with shelves lined with binders and playbooks, a couple of framed jerseys on the walls, and the faint smell of liniment in the air. Alexandra's eyes locked with his, and she saw the familiar spark of intensity that had always defined him, both as a player and now as a coach."Alexandra, take a seat," Mike said, motioning to the chair across from him. As she sat down, he leaned back and studied her, his brow furrowing. "I saw a lot of intensity from you tonight. It reminded me of myself when