Being the rookie, I knew I place, I kept my mouth shut. Josh looked at me with a smile, then turned back to Coach Reed.“It was an adjustment we both...saw at the same time Coach, the rookie made a big time read.” he said.I knew from the little time I had been at this level, receivers broke off their routes all the time. I’m not sure what Coach Reed was after, the fact that we made the adjustment, or the fact we pulled it off so well. Either way he turned to me, ready to give me hell.“So what. You know it’s not like that.”“Relax, Laura. I’m teasing. I’d love to have dinner with you. You pick the restaurant since I’m taking you out.”“Thanks, Bret, I’ll let you know where to pick me up, OK?“Sure thing. I’ll talk to you next week.”That week seemed to drag on. On Wednesday, Laura sent me a message that she was looking forward to dinner and she would be done at 5:30 PM. I asked if 6:00 was good for dinner. If not, we could make it for later. She was having her meeting at a hotel. . Her tight-fitting white blouse showed off her curves. Thin strips of ruffle decorated the neckline and the edges of the super-short sleeves. Her long black hair was bound at the back of her neck with a white band and then dropped in long ropy curls down her back. A pair of open-toed shoes with a medium-sized heel completed today's outfit. She was much more sensibly dressed for today's heat than most of the business people scattered around the cafe – including me.Her arms were bare from the. Gracie seemed to sense my new determination. So she upped her game. She slightly increased the speed of her strokes again and licked the palm of her left hand. As she continued pumping my cock with her right hand, she used the wet palm of her open left hand to rub the head of my penis.I had been awake and at the mercy of Gracie’s wonderful hands for almost a half hour now. My heart was racing and I felt like my entire body was going to explode. But Gracie wasn’t done with me just yet. Once.