Frankie and Charlie were fans in the fullest sense of the word. They spent countless hours looking for that little edge that could lead to victory. They studied the Las Vegas line, commentary and analysis by the Cable Sports Station experts, even the local newspapers and talk radio for a big game. It took a lot of time but they each believed the investment would pay big dividends.

Of course they got an early start every game day. Surf the web, quick shower, get dressed and then a last minute check of the odds and analysis. In between they planned out a route. Years ago they realized it was better to drive separately but hit the same places. If one of them scored they other still had a ride, yet they could watch out for each other. A final check in the mirror and they were ready to go.

They parked in the lot at Reggie's and walked toward the entrance. "Good luck Frankie! You'll need it. I'm going to smack you down today." Frankie raised an eyebrow and replied in a voice laden with sarcasm. "Yeah sure, Charlie. Just like last week!" They entered and immediately split up, Charlie taking a seat at the bar next to a serious sort who was staring at the monitor over the bar. Frankie headed toward the rest room and then circled around the room taking in the action.

Charlie ordered a beer and leaned over to the tall, well built, studious looking guy to get his attention. "Hey. Bet you a beer the Chiefs stop em. Chief's defense always hangs tough on third and anything over four." She had him pegged as a stats nut. The serious fellow shot her a surprised look which turned to a smile. "Hey, you sound like a student of the game! How do you think the Vikings match up against the Pats?" Well the the Chiefs didn't hold but he bought the beers anyway.

Frankie saw the four guys at the table downing beers and ordering pitcher after pitcher. Every time there was a big play two or three of the college boys would get to their feet and raise their mugs. One would shout "Thatta way! I'll drink to that!" and all four would take big gulps of their beers. She sidled up and squeezed in between two of the boys the next time they stood. "Heya guys! I'd drink to that too, if I had a beer." A big blond lug reached down and grabbed her ass and demanded another mug from the server. He gave Frankie a good grope and she returned the favor, taking time to reach over and give the guy on her other side a thrill as well. His eyes popped wide open and he giggled as he raised his mug. "I will most certainly drink to that!" Soon the three were jostling to trade gropes and grabs.

In just a few minutes the Chiefs returned a punt for big yards. Charlie slipped her arm around her companion's waist and worked her hand downward. He was so engrossed in the play he didn't feel her fingers reach in and slide his wallet out.

Not much was going on in the game Frankie and her friends were watching but it didn't matter. "Wow! Will you look at that", she yelled. "Unfuckingbelievable. All four rose to toast the nonexistent play and she made the rounds, cashing in on the prep work she had done on back pocket buttons during the gropes. All the wallet pockets were open and her deft fingers emptied them in no time.

The women met in the lot a few minutes later and confirmed their next stop. Later that evening, after making the rounds of six bars, they met at home to check the score.

Charlie dumped the wallets out of her bag and pulled out the cash and credit cards. Frankie did the same and started to gloat as it was apparent she had scored more wallets. But then her face grew taut as she watched Charlie pull out a thick stack of new bills from the last wallet and she started to groan when Charlie fanned out the stack. They were all hundreds.

"Finally! Charlie squealed with joy, "I win! Right now, strip for me and get under the table." Charlie grinned with satisfaction as she shrugged out of her yoga pants. She would be on top tonight! This was the best game day she could remember in quite a while.

Charlie was giving Frankie a good workout with her strap on when she heard the rattling noise and the soft crash that sounded a little like breaking glass. But she was sooo close. Just another minute or two. She was nearly there, oh sooo close when she heard the voice that seemed to hold a chuckle.

"Well isn't this a pretty sight. I wondered what that round ass of yours would look like bouncing up and down over something long and stiff."

Charlie jumped off and Frankie sat up to look at the tall stranger with a serious look. Charlie blinked and stammered a few seconds before she said "Oh, it's you! How did you find me?"

The tall stranger flashed a badge and replied it was his job to find people.

"Now I picked up a big pile of evidence before I came in here and I'll bet I can find quite a few more guys who lost their wallets on other game days. So you two are looking at serious time. Unless of course we can reach an agreement. I'm thinking fifty percent of your cash take."

Frankie grinned and then gave him a seductive smile. "Ten percent, Cowboy, and you can ride these bucking Broncos whenever you want."

[Thanks for reading! I left most of the detail out to stimulate your imagination. This can also go dubcon if you prefer that.

Obviously I’m looking for a partner to create one or both the female characters to interact with my character.  Where they end up is not as important as how they get there!

Kinks?   Romance, Power dynamics, domination and control, rough stuff, anal intercourse, ass play (touching, fingering and plugs), spanking, orgasm control (especially forced orgasms). Psychological head games.  

I’m very open and can probably give you anything you want as long as it fits into the story line.

Limits.  Underage, animals, blood, scat and excessive pain.

PM's only.  A few longer exchanges a day rather than quick back and forth.  I (or we) will create a story line to bring the smut into perspective.]