[FM] I was set up with a pro athlete. I wore his jersey while we had sex on our first date.

**Background**
It was the middle of December. It’s one of those times at work when most of the day consists of talking about foods/parties/gifts. No one wanted to work, however, we were all stuck at work. This particular day was going to be a lot of fun. We were hosting a holiday toy drive for families and a few different athletes from various pro teams were coming down to lend their support and pose for pictures.

I didn’t know many of these athletes except one, C (~~name and sport details removed~~). During the season, he had a condo a few floors above mine. His teammate was originally scheduled to appear but had some last minute scheduling conflict. C was a replacement but a much bigger celebrity draw.

Tall (> 6’2″), dark hair, ice blue eyes, HANDSOME. You could see why he was popular…especially with all the women at this toy drive today. Married women were even sliding their number into his pocket and grabbing his butt (and sometimes more) before they said goodbye. Who can blame them? He had a great smile and he was amazing with the children. Kids looked at him like a superhero, and he made sure to live up to that title.

“Wait, am I attracted to C or just a case of jersey fever?” I kept asking myself as I stared at him trying to think of the correct answer.

Of course, this is when he noticed me staring. C looked back directly at me, winked and smiled. I snapped back to reality and immediately turned red enough to match C’s Santa hat. He laughed, signed an autograph and posed for one last picture with the fan.

As he headed towards towards me, he flashed a smile and it made me smile back this time. The answer to my question was revealed: yes, I found him attractive. Very attractive. I liked his smile. It was endearing yet sexy.

“Are you working this all day?” he asked
“No, I’m actually only here for another hour or so. I took a half day so I could finish some shopping before the weekend,” I responded.
“Great, I’d love to take you to lunch if you’re free…… errr sorry are you single?” he inquired.
” I am free and single….but these groupies may attack me if I say yes” I shot back pointing at all the women now shooting death lasers at me.
“Haha, you’re something else. My name is C, I think you live in my building. 9th floor?”
“Wow, I’m surprised you knew that.”
“Well to be honest, when I first saw you I asked Tony who you were. He said you were taken…***by him,*** and if I tried to touch you, ***he’d kill me***,” C laughed.
Tony was our 65 year old doorman and my neighbor on the 9th floor. I would have dinner with Tony and his wife every Wednesday and we’d watch TV together. Wait did C say **** ***he’s noticed me before*******? His smile was innocent but definitely had some mischief brewing inside. I was enjoying our conversation and his smile made me weak.

“So are we going to finish your list today?” C asked.
“Listen, pro athletes only ….”
“I’m not like other athletes, and I’ll show you,” he replied firmly then smiled.
I accepted his offer mainly because I was smitten already with his smile.

We spent the rest of the day shopping for small gifts for my friends and family: socks for dad, candles for grandmas, earrings for my girlfriends, etc. He insisted on paying just to try impress me, but the gifts were so small it was cute in the high school boyfriend sort of way. I was enjoying his company and getting to know him. I was nearly done with all my holiday shopping, and I saved $100 without switching to geico. Not a bad day at all. One last gift left, I looked down and became completely embarrassed. “***C Jersey***”. His name was on my list. **How**. **Embarrassing**. I had drawn my cousins name for gift exchange this year, and he was obsessed with C. There was no way I could buy that ***WITH*** C… Not today, I just met the guy. That would be awkward for everyone.

I told him I was done, folded up the list and put it in my pocket. After lunch, C drove us back to my work so I could pick up my car. It was early, and I could see everyone looking out the window when C’s bright yellow car pulled up to the curb. Their eyes were like vultures ready to feast or rabid dogs ready to attack.

“Uh, can we just go back to the condo? Everyone’s just looking at us like…crazy?” I asked.
“Ya, let’s get out of here. I don’t want to ruin your day after I had such an amazing day with you…I have to stop by the stadium though to pick up some gifts for other charities though.” He smiled back at me and I felt my smile lift up in a flirting manner. He was so sweet and very caring. After dropping off the additional gifts to charities around the city, we arrived back at our condo and immediately saw Tony.

“Ah, Mr. C, Ms. K. I take it you both had a wonderful time at the toy drive,” Tony inquired.

I laughed and shook my head in disapproval. It all made sense. I told Tony about the toy drive last week at dinner then a few days later C was swapped in. Tony was trying to set me up with C. Tony was his wingman.
“Wait until your wife finds out what you did!” I screamed.
“It was her idea at our Thursday dinner,” C responded back with his mischievous grin. Tony shrugged and smiled. I laughed and walked into the elevator that Tony held open for us, and he walked back to his desk and said something to C in passing.
“You’re incorrigible, Tony!” I shouted in the elevator. There was only one floor illuminated: the number 12 . C was right behind and he laughed when he noticed.
“Coming over?” C grinned. I melted thinking of how I loved that smile.
“I guess I have to since my neighbor forgot my floor number! Thanks Tony!” I shouted to make sure Tony heard the sarcasm in my tone. We didn’t have to make the next move. Tony was setting this up for both of us. Tony was also ***MY*** wingman too.
Everyone needs a doorman like Tony.

**The Main Event**

When we got to his condo, C offered me some water and put our bags down.

“You know these jerseys are for you and your family right?” C asked as he removed his sweatshirt. His jersey caught underneath his sweatshirt to reveal a slim muscular stomach with a little trail of hair leading to his underwear waistband just showing above his jeans.

“I’m sorry…what?” I didn’t hear what he said. I was staring at the glimpse of his body. He’s so sexy. I was distracted. He distracted me. His body distracted me. I wanted him. I wanted to remove his jersey and jeans now for him. I needed him. Now. I wasn’t listening but he was still talking. He finally got his sweatshirt off and his jersey fell back down. My brain and eyes came back to reality.

“This bag it’s got jerseys for your parents, brothers, and a few different sizes for your cousin. Teens are so hard to size ya know?” I realized this was probably the fourth time he said some version of that same thing,

Now, I heard him loud and clear but all I could say was “What?”.

“This bag. Jerseys. Your family. I’m about to sign them now,” He spoke firmly to make sure he wouldn’t have to say it again as he looked for a sharpie in his desk.
“C that’s too sweet, but….”
“You spent less than $100 today when most girls would’ve taken advantage of me. You stopped shopping when you realized you had to buy a jersey for your cousin OF Me! You didn’t even ask me when we were at the stadium! I was waiting to see your face when you realized your list INCLUDED ME. I couldn’t stop staring at you anyways because you’re gorgeous…. And you are so different than everyone I’ve ever tried to date. You’re amazing, K. Please just take this small gesture as a token of my appreciation.”

I was already smitten with him, I wanted him badly. Now he’s just proving how sweet he is. I didn’t care if he was a pro athlete anymore. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted more than that. I wanted all of him.

“So..which jersey is mine? I mean in case I have to spend the night and need a change of clothes.” I put my intentions forward and took a few steps towards him.

“This one. It’s a game worn jersey, so technically it’s ‘worth more’ to collectors,” C laughed not realizing I was serious.

I lifted up my shirt to show him my bare breasts and put on the jersey which fit me like a mini dress.

C smiled and looked at me. His smile made me melt again.

I removed my jeans, and now I was covered only by his jersey. He smiled more. I melted more.

“I was hoping it would smell like you,” I said looking directly at him and biting my lip. I crossed my legs as I was getting wetter and feeling it build in my thong.

“No, they wash them of course. This one smells like me though,” as he removed his jersey standing there shirtless. I bit my lip again. He looked so sexy. He walked right in front of me and placed his jersey from today in my hand. He kissed me right then. His lips pressed perfectly against mine. His hands were on my waist and moved to rubbing my ass. He was such a good kisser; I loved his attention. I placed my hand on his muscular chest and needed to have him as soon as I touched his skin.

We made our way to the bedroom still kissing and I fell on to the bed. He kissed me deeply as he caressed my body and thighs. His lips kissed my neck and I felt the slight nibble on my earlobes, which drove me wild.

“I’ve been wanting to lick you since the first moment I saw you. You’re gorgeous and I can’t wait to taste you, “ he said breathlessly between kisses.

I was lost in ecstasy, but managed to say “yes, please” somehow.

He took off my thong and licked all around my thighs. He moaned as he saw how wet I was already. He gently licked me. I gasped in ecstasy. I wanted him so badly. He spread my legs apart and started to lick me deeper and faster. I felt his fingers slide in and I couldn’t help but moan even louder. I went to touch his head but I forgot I still had the jersey on at this point. His head tenting the jersey while he worked his tongue all over my wetness. I was feeling pleasure all over. His tongue was the best I’ve ever had. I felt so good, I knew I was going to orgasm soon. He was a professional. Fuck. I was cumming.

He emerged from back under his jersey with that adorable smile I couldn’t resist. “That was one of my biggest pro fantasies. I’ve always wanted to fool around with a girl in my jersey,” he smirked.

I didn’t believe him, but he explained since he’s gone pro it’s more difficult logistically finding the right girl and having a game jersey clean at the same time. He smiled and asked if we could continue with me still wearing the jersey. This wasn’t such a weird request. Honestly, it was really comfortable and sweat wicking, I’ve had sex in worse things.

He got on top of me and kissed me again. I asked if he wanted a blowjob, and he professed he wouldn’t last if I did that. He smiled, and I felt him press against me with his hard cock. His smile made me melt again. I was his tonight. I wanted him inside me. I told him to fuck me right then.

He slid inside me and caressed my face. He went deeper and deeper until he was all the way inside me. He was so big and I felt it hit my spot. I was arching my back in pleasure and his lips kissed me all over my neck. His hands caressed my breasts from under the jersey and grabbed my neck as he kissed my lips again. This felt amazing.

“You’re so beautiful. I’ve been wanting you forever. You feel so good. I want to make you feel so good,” C kept whispering in between kisses. He could’ve degraded me and I wouldn’t have cared. I was lost in the rhythm and my body was on another planet. I had two orgasms that were beyond my expectations. I don’t know if I was having an out of body experience but I was a puddle of my own mess. Now, I was wanting to taste C’s cum. I heard C start to moan louder and louder as he told me he was close. He pulled back and I flipped over because I wanted to taste him. As soon as I placed my lips on his cock, he gasped. “Oh god .” I swallowed every drop. It tasted so sweet, just like C. I looked up and his smile was amazing as he looked back at me. His smile still made me melt, I closed my eyes and caught my breath. He collapsed next to me on the bed and said something about how great the day was. I don’t remember, I was a mess. I remember opening my eyes and he was smiling. It was true, it was a great day.

**The Aftermath**
C cuddled me in his jersey for a few moments before he cleared his throat.
“You are amazing, but you should really get going,” he said flatly.
“Yes this was really fun,” I said letting reality set in. This was a professional athlete. This wasn’t a date, but it was a fun story.
“No, you have to get ready. We’re having dinner at 7 with Tony and his wife. You’re stuck with me at least until after dinner,” he smirked.
“You’re joking right?”
“I’m not joking. They are expecting both of us, so we can’t be late.”

We innocently showered together and then C came to my see my place. We walked next door, and Tony and his wife shoveled us into their home.
“My darling, you’re glowing. It looks like you’ve a fun day!” Tony’s wife exclaimed towards me. I never knew if she knew we had sex, but her tone implied it in that older kinda way. She sat us down at the dinner table and started handing out plates.
“Here’s the situation. You two will date because **YOU** need a man and **YOU** need a respectable woman,” our condo mom said as she pointedly handed us our plates.
“But….” I tried to interject.
“No but. C has been chasing you for months! Tony has only recently approved. You like him, look at your smile! Now tell us about your first of many dates to come,” she said as our condo matriarch served us dinner. C and I smiled and looked at each other. Would his smile always make me melt? we both agreed we couldn’t disobey her at dinner, and actually ended up dating for a few years.

I never wore that jersey again. C got me one more my size to wear to games which I donated after we broke up. My next boyfriend loved to wear THE jersey though,. The first time he saw the jersey he asked whose it was, and I told him it was my exes. He said my ex must be pretty stupid because this is a game worn authentic jersey. He never realized that C was my ex, and I never told him. I let him keep it after we broke up. Maybe I should send him this story😂

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xh5vm6/fm_i_was_set_up_with_a_pro_athlete_i_wore_his

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