Monday, April 25, 2011

8. Lay, Lady, Lay

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

Lay, Lady, Lay -Bob Dylan

I woke up a half hour after I sent her the text. When I first opened my eyes I hoped she’d be lying next to me and I could watch her sleep. But the bed was cold and I felt alone. Plus I had to look at Clarks ugly mug first the AM. Not a pretty sight!

This is not me; I need to get my shit together, I sound like a broad. It’s kind of always like this at first isn’t it though? You meet someone new and want to know more about them. I don’t even know her. But I miss her being in my arms. I must really be lonely here to be so clingy.

I got up, took a 5 minute shower, ate breakfast and had to be in the lobby by 8:30 to catch the bus for practice. It’s long today but not as grueling as yesterday. When it finishes, I start my usual game day routine; lunch, take a long nap, eat my pre-game meal, shower, shave and put on my suit, go to the arena for our pre-game meeting, warm-up, play the game. It takes about 12 hours to complete.

The game was a tough, it always is in Montreal. I played okay but didn’t perform the way I would have liked, especially since I hoped she was watching tonight. After the game the locker room is overflowing with excitement after the 5-4 win. We have been winning the battles finally; things are starting to look up for us. It’s easier when we win. Yes, you beat yourself up if you play sub-par, but it’s not as bad as when we lose and I don’t show up in a game, then I just feel like shit, like I’ve let the whole team down.

The biggest difference I’ve had to adjust to in Toronto is the media coverage. It is insane here. At first it was exciting and fun and I felt like a proud peacock doing interviews. But in the short time I’ve been here it has become monotonous and annoying. I now understand how frustrated Dion get’s, they just ask the same 5 questions over and over again. I mean, I don’t know what they think will change from yesterday to today, or from this morning ‘til now.

Thankfully, we have to rush to get out of there and get home, we have to catch a redeye back to Toronto and no one wants to be late.

I message Michele on the bus on the way to the airport and ask her if I can see her tomorrow. After about 15mins of waiting for a reply, I get nothing back. I start to get a little irritated that she hasn’t responded yet. Come to think of it…… she hasn’t replied to anything I’ve sent her over the past two days. Don’t get me wrong I don’t think she has to stop her life to answer me but a little acknowledgment that I’m contacting her would be nice.

I try not to think about it but I’m bored and my mind starts to race. Maybe I look desperate, maybe I’ve crossed the line…when I get home I’m going to call her and see what’s up. I mean I’m not going to chase someone who doesn’t want to get caught. I’m cool if it was a one night thing, I’m king of no string attached, but don’t brush me off!

The entire flight home I think of reasons why she hasn’t replied. It’s eating me up, I mean I had a great time the other night and I know she had a good time too. I fall asleep to my own self torture. Clarke wakes me abruptly to inform me that we’ve landed.

Freezing doesn’t even begin to express just how cold it is when we leave the airport. I’m used to the cold, but I’ve been spoiled the last couple of years in Cali and freezing my boys off is not my idea of a good time.

Its 1am by the time I get home and take off my suit. I throw on some shorts and a t-shirt, grab a beer and sit on the couch. I turn on TSN, lower the volume while the nights highlight’s play out across the screen. I grab my cell and call her.

“He-llo??” I know as soon as I hear her nervous, groggy voice that I’ve woken her and I immediately feel like an ass.

“Sorry to call so late” I blurt out.

“Joffrey?” Well at least she knows who I am and didn’t say someone else’s name. This thought pisses me off.

“Yes” I bite back at her.

“ ……..Are you Okay?” I can hear the worry in her voice and it’s hard to be pissed at someone when they sound like they care.

“I’m okay, I’m sorry….I’ll just call you later”

“Please don’t call me later….I’ll hopefully be sleeping later” she says with a sleepy giggle. “What can I do for you at 1:12am?”

“I just wanted to talk to you” I say before continuing “why didn’t you text me back?” finally getting the question off my chest.

“I can’t text a number I don’t know”

I’m officially an idiot. “I forgot that I didn’t give it to you and this new number is unlisted”

“Just for the record Joffrey, had I had it, I would have text you back.”

“What r u doing tomorrow?”

“Nothing. I took the day off” Well that is good news.

“What r u doing tonight?”

“Umm…laying in bed in my P.J.’s” My mind automatically flashes of her in some lingerie, a sexy little number laying across a big bed. Isn’t that how all women sleep? If it isn’t it should be put to law.

“Want some company?” Please say yes…..

“Umm….. Sure, I mean….. I guess. Sorry I’m half asleep here. You want to come over now?”

“Yes now, I want to see you”

She gives me her address and I quickly hop out of bed, grab a hoodie and toss some track pants over my shorts. I brush my teeth, pull on a cap and head out to my car.

Her condo isn’t far from mine at all, only 10 minutes by car. I pull up to the address she’d provided me with and I’m impressed. It’s a well kept, ritzy looking place and the concierge gives me a questioning look as I walk to the door. I text her to let her know that I’m here, she buzzes me in and the concierge waves me over.

“Please fill out the information for your vehicle parking” You’ve got to be kidding me right?

I fill out the info and go to turn away, “Will you be spending the night?” Seriously….who does this guy think he is?

He’s looking at me with this expectant look on his face and I can’t help what comes out of my mouth when I answer him. “I hope so, but I really don’t know yet” He smiles at me.

“Let’s put you down for the overnight permit just in case.” He says with a knowing glance.


“Miss Welsch is expecting you in the penthouse.” I guess she called down to tell him it was ok for me to come up. I nod at him and I’m finally free to go and see her.

She told me she lived in the Penthouse. I pressed the button while my hands started to sweat. Here I am in the middle of the night, having invited myself over to a stranger’s house. She could be some kind of psycho for all I know, and trust me I’ve dated my fair share of crazy broads.

All my fears are put to rest as I walk out of the elevator only to be met by her standing in her doorway in the cutest gray, white and pink plaid pajamas, with bare feet and a plain white “Pink” brand hoodie folded tightly across her breasts. Not the scantily clad image I had envisioned, but it was just as good, maybe better.

“Hi Beautiful”

“Hi yourself” She’s so hot right now with her hair up in a messy high pony tail and no makeup on, looking all cozy and I want to just scoop her up and lay with her forever.

I can’t keep my hands to myself; I hug her and deliver a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Ohhh, you’re so cold” she states as I pull away from my greeting.

“Sorry, it’s freezing out there”

I follow her into her apartment and it is huge, I mean it’s like a whole house in the sky. I’m nervous and try a lame attempt to make small talk with her. “Nice place you’ve got here. Been here long?”

“Thanks. I love it here. I’ve been here about 2 years now, I guess.”

She tells me she’s making herself a tea and offers me one or something else to drink. I take the tea.

While she’s busying herself in the kitchen making our drinks I walk around her apartment stopping to look at pictures she has staged neatly in frames of all sizes. Her place is not a cluttered space but not sterile either, it’s homey and comforting.

“Here you go” she says softly from behind me, offering the mug cupped in both hands. “Should warm you up quickly, be careful it’s hot” I want her to warm me up quickly.

I reach for the mug making sure to touch her as much as appropriately possible while taking a tea from someone. “Thanks” I take a small sip “Umm, better already”

I hear her giggle softly as she grabs hers from the counter.

We sit on opposite sides on her over sized couch and chat casually, getting reacquainted.

“Congratulations on the win tonight. You had a good game” she said between sips of her tea.

“I thought you didn’t follow the Leafs?”

“You know, I never used too, but then I met some guy who told me that he played for them, and that I should check them out”

“Some guy huh? So is the guy good looking?”

“You know, funny thing is, I can’t seem to remember what he looks like. It’s a little fuzzy. It was dark...” She looks off thoughtfully like she’s really trying to remember this lost face, a smile threatening to betray her lips any second.

I get up from the sofa place my cup on the coffee table and take the cup from her hands. I pull her to her feet and flush across my chest. I can’t feel her chest heaving against mine as I look in her eyes.

“Maybe I need to remind you what this guys looks like” I say before softly placing my lips against hers.

“Umm, it’s slowly coming back to me. I seem to remember that he had dark hair”

I kiss her a little harder this time.

“And these sexy blue eyes."

My mouth crashes against hers and I knot my fingers in the back of her up swept hair. She opened her mouth and I happily obliged her request. I broke it off as she pressed her body tightly against mine.

She looked at me in disbelief. I smiled “Sorry, you were saying”

With a lust filled look on her face she replied. “He was hot, incredibly hot” With that I continued our kiss before pulling away and placing my forehead against hers.

“It’s getting late” I state simply. “I should go”

“Do you have practice in the morning?’


“Stay tonight?”

I couldn’t help the smile that slipped across my lips. “I’ll have you know I’m not that type of guy” I tease.

“Neither am I, so if you decide to stay tonight things will be strictly PG-13”

We’ll see about that, I grab her hand. “Which way to your room?”

She takes the lead and guides me down the hall.

Monday, April 18, 2011

7. Breathe Me

Be my friend

Hold me

Wrap me up

unfold me

I am small

and needy

warm me up

and breathe me

Breathe Me- Sia

We grab the first cab that comes by.

In fact, Joffrey hopped off the curb still hanging onto me to flag one down. He leaned over the seat and stated his address then gave the cabbie a fifty and told him to not look in the back seat.

He slid down the seat and faced me “You’re beautiful” he said then kissed me deeply. He trailed kisses down my neck as his hands firmly squeezed at my breasts through my shirt. A moan escaped my lips as he slides his hand under my shirt to find his way into the cup of my bra.

His hands were strong and hot and I wanted to feel them everywhere. My hand wandered up his solid thigh and when I reach goal I found him already hard. I rubbed him through his jeans and he sucked a breath through his teeth. “Get on top of my” he ordered.

He sat back against his seat and I straddled him. We started to move and I felt him buck his hips against me. Here we were in the back seat making out like a bunch of horny teenagers. I almost forgot how good this felt but we need to lose the jeans. We quickened our pace and our breath followed suit.

He started to undo the button and zipper of my jeans and I kissed him harder. He went right for my clit and rubbed it feverishly occasionally dipping into my wetness. I came almost instantly. I was about to repay the favour when the cab came to a halt in front his place.He looked at me, slid his fingers in his mouth and licked them clean “umm” has all he said as he licked his lips.

I opened the door and climbed out of the cab. I was so hot that the cold air against my skin was refreshing. He followed me, grabbed my hand and dragged me into the condo. I could barely keep up with him, as he pulled me to the elevator. For every step he took I took two and wound myself almost jogging behind him. I excited to get to his place and when we got in the elevator we went at it again.

We got to his apartment in record time and he was so cute fumbling with his keys to open the door. His apartment is typical of someone who just moved in, not really much of anything anywhere but it was clean.

The look on his face was that of a tiger stalking its prey. Before I can catch my breath he’s on me, kissing me hard as I wrap my arms around his shoulders. He takes me to his room, and I secretly thank the heavens that I had the sense to wear a matching bra and panty set.

Joffrey playfully tosses me onto the bed and I crawl over to him. I can’t wait any longer; I’ve never seen a sight like him before. His body is strong , he’s defined but not to muscle-y. I touch his chest and make my way down his body to where I know we both want me to go.

He’s wearing lulu lemon boxers which I find surprising. “Cute” I tell him before I pull them off. I’m so turned on that I need to take this to the next level. I start rubbing his cock to let him know I want to please him. I love the look on his face, the one that says he can’t wait any longer. I put us both out of our misery and give him head.

I was really nervous when it came to actually having sex, it had been a while and he was bigger than anyone I was used to. The sex was amazing.

We lay there for a while trying to recuperate, I decided it was time for me to leave before this got awkward and went to unravel myself from him.

“Stay” When I heard the word leave his lips I froze. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me flush against his body and wiped the hair from my face with his fingers. I guess the shock I felt was written all over my face, because I could see the uncertainty flash across his face like he was surprised he even said it. I turned my head, pained that I made him feel obligated to ask me to stay.

He surprised me when he placed his hand on my cheek to force me to look him in the eye “Please stay with me” he said, his lips just inches from mine. I nodded my head and he kissed my deeply. I actually felt safe in his arms like nothing bad would ever happen to me and in no time at all I was fast asleep.

I was pleasantly surprised when I felt an overflow of sensations wake me in the middle of the night. He was kissing me and playing with my clit. I was already wet when I woke up and when he pinned me to the bed and slide between my thighs it felt unbelievable. The moonlight shone through the window and highlighted the definition in his arms and shoulders as he worked me over.

The sensations were so much different. I could actually feel him, all of him. I had never had sex with someone without a condom on ever, I was always too paranoid, but this time was different. I was relaxed and enjoyed the vibrations that consumed my body. I couldn’t believe that anyone could make me feel this way. His eyes never broke my gaze; there was so much emotion between us for two people who hardly knew each other. It was different, I felt like we were really connecting.

I felt myself starting to boil over “Joffery, cum with me” He answered with a “Yes” and started pushing harder into me filling me completely and driving me over the edge, I felt a hot heat shooting inside of me as I came. His body collapsed on top of me and I began stroking his back with my nails. I could stay like this forever.

I thought back on the nights earlier events and this amazing man who was so spent he was snuggled up to me like I was a human body pillow. His breathing was shallow and even, his breath was warm against my neck as he slept. My blissful feeling was cut short as I felt him soften inside of me and his juices started leaking out of me as we laid there. I needed to wake him up so I could freshen up.

“Joffrey, baby, wake up……… I need to use the washroom” I whisper gently into his ear.

I feel him nod his head “in a minute I’m too comfortable to move” he mumbles against my neck.

“Come on baby you need to let me up” He final starts to stir and unpins me from under him. I rush into the bathroom to clean up our mess. I look in the mirror and my face is flushed and my hair is crazy. I put a little water on my face before I go back to him.

“Better now?” he asks I’m assuming he’s asking about the bathroom but I’m answering about our activities for the night.

“Umm hmm” I slide under the sheets and reattach myself to him. He starts peppering my cheek and neck with soft little kisses and I feel like I’m in a dream.

“I never do this” I blurt out of nowhere. What an Idiot.

“Never have sex?” He jokes as he smiles at me. Oh god why are you so sexy?

“No……I don’t go home and sleep with people I just meet” I smile back at him as I answer.

“Well then, I feel honored that you’d choose me to throw your good judgment out the window and sleep with.” He teases. “But you were at a disadvantage to begin with you know”

“Oh really. Why is that?”

“I’m irresistible. You were a goner before you even knew it” He says while looking at me with mock innocence.

“Well I agree that you are irresistible just don’t let it go to your head” I place a quick kiss on his lips.

“Too late” He mumbles.

I pull back and look at him “Are you from Anaheim originally?” I ask.

“No, Alberta originally. My parents and my younger brother Mitch still live there”

“Do you miss it?”

“I miss my family. But I visit them and they visit me. I spend some time there in the off season. What about you…..are you from Toronto?”

“Born and raised”


“Mom and Dad both live in Arizona, decided to move after retiring early.”

“So you’re here alone?”

“Pretty much, I have some family here that I’m close to, but I work a lot so I don’t get to see them as often as I like”

We continue our easy flowing chatter about being young and what life was like growing up. That’s when I heard the sound I’ve been dreading all night…my alarm signaling that this night has to come to an end and this dream is over. “I’ve gotta get going” I tell him before I have to peal myself away from his hard body, not before stealing a kiss.

I tried to find my clothes amongst the chaos we left behind. I was pulling my panties on when I looked up to see him looking at me with a look of desire on his face. I smiled naughtily at him “Like what you see?” I teased. “Definitely” He said in a husky voice that made me want to jump back in his bed and never leave.

“I really do have to get going” I tell him once I’m ready and he has his boxer briefs on. “Okay, I’ll walk you out…..What are you doing today?” Wishing I was here with you!!!!

Unfortunately, I had to answer with “Working ‘til 5. You?”

“Working 9-10:30” He shoots me this sly smile.

I wish. “Must be nice”

“It is” He answers with a cocky grin.