Believe It Or Not (An Eddie Munson Story)

Bleachers

A few days have passed and Robin was right. People grew bored of talking about me and Jason and Patrick, especially since I ignored most of their bullshit and they ultimately dropped it. Life resumed mostly as it was before aside for the constant remarks from Coach Martens that he lost two of his best players off the football team, but I've learned to tune him out. We have a big game tonight though and he is particularly on edge, pacing the sidelines at practice and belittling the team. Quite a few players shoot me dirty looks as Chrissy leads us through our own drills, making sure we are ready for the game as well. She notices my nervousness and pats me reassuringly on the shoulder as she passes, winking.

Once practice is over, I go back to the locker room and get changed back into my uniform, getting fully prepped for the game. I put my hair up in a ponytail and curl the ends around my fingers, making sure they spring the way I want. I spray some hairspray in it and pull my makeup from my bag. I opt for a light look, knowing I will get pretty sweaty during the game. I clean up and gather my things, heading out towards the field. I'm walking past the bleachers back towards the school, humming to myself when someone grabs me by the elbow and pulls me off course. Startled, I gasp and open my mouth to yell before I am hit with the familiar smell of cigarettes and I feel Eddie's arms circle around my waist.

"God, you scared me," I gasp, clutching my chest and Eddie chuckles in my ear. I melt into him, my back pressing against his front. Eddie ducks down and kisses just under my ear, making my eyes flutter closed for a moment.

"Sorry," he mumbles, lowly. His voice like satin against my skin. He shuffles us back so we are hidden deep under the bleachers. "I saw you walking past in this uniform and I just couldn't help myself."

His hand comes down and grazes against my outer thigh and I bite down on my bottom lip to keep from moaning. Goosebumps spread across my skin at his touch and I can feel his smile against my neck.

"You never really explained what it is about this uniform that you like so much," I tell him, my voice more breathless than I intended. He hums into my skin, his fingers massaging up and down my leg as he kisses my neck. I tilt my head to the side, giving him better access and he nicks my skin gently with his teeth, making me tremble.

"What's not to like about it?" He asks his hands coming up to push up the sides of my top, his nails scrapping against my ribs. "It's figure flattering and there is easy access to everything." One of his hands leaves my side and moves back down to my skirt, bunching it up to reveal one of my ass cheeks covered by my panties. My breath is coming hard and heavy now in anticipation and my knees knock against one another a little, fighting to keep me standing upright. I feel like Eddie's hands are everywhere, barely giving me a chance to recover as he pushes my shell and bra up over my breast leaving them bare in the cool air. I hiss slightly as the breeze licks across my chest and Eddie captures my earlobe in his mouth, sucking and teasing as his warm palms come up to cup them. I arch back, pressing my ass against his erection and he grinds into me as he molds and squeezes me between his fingers, taking extra time to torment my sensitive nipples.

"Eddie more," I pant, my eyes close and legs shaking. I feel like I'm practically dripping for him, the excitement building. Eddie's hands move from my chest down my arms to my hands. He moves us forward slightly so he can place my hands against the bleachers and I grip the metal tightly, bending at the waist. I spread my legs slightly and I feel Eddie step back for a moment and I want to scream for him to come back, but I hear the sound of his belt being unbuckled and plastic ripping and I hold my tongue.

Eddie comes back and trails his hands up the backs of my thighs, setting my skin on fire. He flips my skirt up in the process, laying it up on my back. He groans at the sight of me bent and spread for him and he smacks me hard on the ass making me gasp. I squirm, wanting more and I hear him chuckle.