Hard & Deep: A Football Romance

When Jenna looked confused, Tracy put her shot glass up. "How about this instead?" She looked at Jenna. "To new experiences." They all clinked shot glasses.

For the rest of the evening, Mr. Hayes divided his attention evenly between the two women. Jenna seemed strangely aloof, as if she didn't care that he was hitting on her. However, the man kept dancing, the shots kept being poured, and soon all three were sweaty and drunk. Tracy hoped that Mr. Hayes had paced himself. It would be quite embarrassing if he exhausted himself before he was required to perform that evening.

At one point Mr. Hayes was dancing with Jenna, and Tracy looked over the balcony at them. Jenna looked absolutely fabulous when she was out on the dance floor with Mr. Hayes. Instead of being jealous, she was turned on, and Tracy knew that this would be a night that they would all remember. She found herself glad that she’d agreed to this. New experiences, indeed.

As the two stumbled their way back to the table from the dance floor, Jenna took a sip from her cranberry drink. She looked a little woozy. Tracy wouldn't have been surprised if she couldn't hold her alcohol at her age and weight. "Hey, Jenna. Would you come to the bathroom with me?"

Jenna smiled up at her and nodded. The two grabbed their purses and left Mr. Hayes all alone at the table. Jenna hung off Tracy the whole way.

There was a line at the bathroom on the first floor, but the VIP had a bathroom all to itself, and there was no line at all. As a couple girls walked out, Jenna and Tracy walked in.

In the bright lights of the mirror, Tracy could tell for sure. Jenna was trashed. "Mr. Hayes sure is a lot of fun to hang out with," she said, running some water onto her hands.

"He sure is." Tracy smiled.

Jenna looked Tracy up and down in the mirror. "You're a lucky woman to be with him. I keep thinking he's

going to ask me to come home with him, but then I remember that you came here with him. You two are close, right? It's not just an act?"

She sounded genuinely disappointed.

"No, it's not an act," Tracy confirmed. "He really does care for me, and I for him. We're happy."

"Oh. That's what I thought." Jenna blinked hard as if she were upset. "It just seemed like he might be interested in me tonight. I've always had a bit of a thing for him and was kind of hoping..."

Tracy smiled. If Mr. Hayes hadn't yet "sealed the deal," Tracy was unsure if she should help him or not. She decided, however, that she could help ensure that her conditions were met if she helped the process along. Besides, she was looking forward to the evening now.

"He is going to ask you to come home with us," Tracy said, leaning into the mirror and reapplying her lipstick. She watched Jenna's reaction carefully. "I'm coming too. Enjoy it, and enjoy him, because this is a one-time event," Tracy said.

Jenna's jaw dropped a little bit. "You're serious?"

Tracy was still all smiles. "Of course I'm serious. You're not a prude, are you?"

Jenna, her mouth still agape, shook her head. "Of course not. You're one of the most beautiful women I've ever met."

Tracy smiled. To have someone as beautiful as Jenna compliment her was nice.

Tracy looked at their reflection in the mirror. The two women in their black dresses made quite a pair, and she was sure that they would blow Mr. Hayes away. She took Jenna's hand in hers and began walking to the door.

"Now, let's not keep him waiting." Tracy stopped and faced Jenna. "Oh, and Jenna?"

Jenna looked back at her, eyes wide and hopeful with what was about to happen next. She was practically vibrating with excitement.

"Don't tip him off about what I told you."

Jenna smiled and winked at her before hugging her.

"Don't worry," Jenna assured her. "I wouldn't want anything to ruin my chances tonight. This is something I've wanted for a long time."

Jenna kissed Tracy's cheek before turning to leave the restroom. Tracy followed her, watching the girl sashay out. She watched her hips sway from side to side and decided that this was going to be a fun experience.

Chapter 12

"Well, ladies? Another shot?" Mr. Hayes asked, holding up what was left of the bottle. They both nodded and he poured the last of the liquor into the glasses. They clinked glasses and swallowed the bitter liquid. A waitress came by and picked up the empty bottle.

"Can we please get another?" Mr. Hayes asked, catching the waitress's elbow. The waitress's face furrowed and she bit her lip.

"I'm very sorry sir, but the bar has closed. If you would like, I can get the manager and he can unlock the bar..." she said trying to keep him happy. He was a VIP after all. Mr. Hayes frowned, his eyes going dark.