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}{\insrsid15807939 by be287m
--Game Five--
}{\insrsid5458562 Detroit won.}{\insrsid15807939
}{\insrsid5458562
I just shook my head in disbelief. I\rquote d stayed up late on a Thursday night for a Detroit game.
What was happening to me?
I\rquote d also spent the day musing about what Steve\rquote s penalty could be when Detroit lost. }{\insrsid15208315 \lquote Anything\rquote opened up a lot of possibilities! Of course the Red}{\insrsid1128010 Wings hadn\rquote t cooperated}{
\insrsid15208315 , rendering the point moot. Maybe Saturday.}{\insrsid5458562
}{\insrsid15208315
For a while I fantasized that I could find something that Steve hadn\rquote t done }{\insrsid1128010 with Katherine. Something }{\insrsid15208315 new that would be exciting for him. Then I remembered his words.
Not the acts, the people.
Steve was looking for the connection}{\insrsid12869475 .}{\insrsid15208315
}{\insrsid12869475
Oh my.
Steve wasn\rquote t wagering just two minutes, I realized. He was playing for bigger stakes. Much bigger.
That scared me.
That tugged at me.
What were my stakes? I took a deep breath and looked around my apartment. It was pretty empty, I realized. Not as spartan as Steve\rquote s bedroom, but still. Utilitarian furniture a
ccumulated in bits and pieces through my college years. The scatter of books and papers and a few houseplants. My prized hockey possession\emdash }{\insrsid9263263 the autographed Joe Sakic }{\insrsid5440286 jersey from the 2001}{\insrsid12869475 S}{
\insrsid9123349 tanley Cup Championship Se}{\insrsid11302892 ason}{\insrsid1128010 hanging framed on the wall}{\insrsid9123349 . I wondered what Red Wings memorabilia Steve had tucked away.}{\insrsid12869475
}{\insrsid9123349
My eyes fell on the pictures on top of the bookcase. Vickie and me on the steps of the Lincoln Memoria}{\insrsid1128010 l}{\insrsid9123349 . Sandy, in full hockey gear, holding the trophy she\rquote d won that year in high school.
And Dad.
God I missed him.
When I was a kid, he\rquote d take us to the park just about every weekend. That turned into ski trips and hikes as we got older}{\insrsid722778 ,}{\insrsid9123349 until he was too sick to go. When I was ten, he took us to my first hockey game\emdash
the University of Denver versus Minnesota. I was enthralled. Vickie didn\rquote t think muc}{\insrsid722778 h of it and }{\insrsid9123349 shortly }{\insrsid722778 it }{\insrsid9123349 became just me and Dad. Our special time.
Afterwards, we\rquote d go to a diner for ice cream or a slice of pie. I\rquote d take the longest time reading the menu before looking up to see him smiling at me.
\'93What can I have, Dad?\'94 I\rquote d ask each time.
\'93Anything you want, Elizabeth,\'94 he\rquote d reply.
}{\insrsid12602350
\'93Anything you want.\'94
}{\insrsid853708
God I missed him.
}{\insrsid12583750 What were my stakes? }{\insrsid10819082 I realized }{\insrsid853708 I }{\insrsid4666238 just }{\insrsid853708 wanted }{\insrsid4666238 something simple. Just }{\insrsid853708 Steve\rquote s arms around me, like in the locker room.}{
\insrsid4666238
}{\insrsid10819082
}{\insrsid4666238 My eyes caught the clock. It was way past my bedtime. }{\insrsid10835784 Morning}{\insrsid4666238 would be here soon and I needed my rest.
}{\insrsid15800688
Friday it snowed again. Not much\emdash just enough to ensure the mountains would be muddy. For once, I didn\rquote t mind missing a weekend outside. Pete and Steve had invited }{\insrsid13775124 Sandy and me}{\insrsid15800688 over to watch the game.
This time, Steve greeted me}{\insrsid10685907 at the door with a big hug and a kiss. It wasn\rquote t a toe curling one, just a brief warm hello }{\insrsid7827461 that made me tingle.
Steve led me directly to the couch and we snuggled during the pre-game. We might have snuggled longer, but c\rquote mon, who can stay seated during a power play?!? With shot after blocked shot after blocked shot?!?
Unfortunately, Adam Foote screwed up and gave the Sharks a 5 on 3 at the end of the first period. They didn\rquote t blow it. We entered the first intermission with the Avs down by a goal.}{\insrsid15800688
}{\insrsid5244143
}{\insrsid9781716 Sandy grabbed my hand and pulled me into the kitchen.
}{\insrsid14704537
}{\insrsid8920981 \'93Liz,\'94 she began, }{\insrsid14704537 \'93I }{\insrsid11342227 need}{\insrsid14704537 to ask a favor of you.\'94
\'93Sure. What\rquote s up?\'94
}{\insrsid11342227 \'93You know the league championship game is this next week, which means Pete and I are going to start }{\insrsid10835784 openly }{\insrsid11342227 dating.\'94}{\insrsid14704537
}{\insrsid11342227
\'93Yes. . .\'94
\'93Well, when Pete heard that I\rquote d let Steve come into the locker room after the game, he started teasing me. He wanted to know when I was going to invite him into the locker room.\'94 She was blushing a little.
\'93So you want a different locker room guard after the next game?\'94 I mused.
\'93Oh no! We won\rquote t have time to do anything after the game because we need to get to the post-game party! Besides, win or lose, that\rquote s not a good time}{\insrsid7079732 to be doing anything. }{\insrsid11342227 We\rquote ll stil}{
\insrsid7079732 l be too pumped up from playing and we\rquote ll want to rehash the game with our teammates. You know}{\insrsid16190938 what I mean}{\insrsid7079732 \emdash you\rquote ve been to those parties.\'94 I just grinned at her.}{
\insrsid11342227
}{\insrsid7079732
\'93So,\'94 Sandy continued, \'93I was thinking of surprising Pete and inviting him into the locker room after tomorrow\rquote s practice.\'94}{\insrsid9263263 }{\insrsid7810086 Wow}{\insrsid9263263 ! }{\insrsid7810086 That was bold}{\insrsid9263263 !
}{\insrsid7079732
\'93Sounds great!}{\insrsid9263263 \'94 I replied,}{\insrsid7079732 }{\insrsid9263263 \'93}{\insrsid7079732 I can just head home after the }{\insrsid2622079 practice}{\insrsid7079732 .\'94
\'93Ummm. I was hoping you\rquote d do more than that}{\insrsid1320830 . I want this to be a surprise for Pete. Kind of my way of paying off our bet. I was hoping you\rquote d lure him over to the women\rquote s locker room.\'94
\'93Lure him??\'94 I was almost laughing}{\insrsid10835784 , picturing Pete as a fish chasing bait dangled before him}{\insrsid1320830 . Sandy looked a little exasperated so I sobered up. At least a little.
\'93Yes, lure him. Tell him you need to talk to him after practice and to catch you before he hits the showers. Something like that.\'94}{\insrsid4402177 I started chuckling}{\insrsid10305409 .}{\insrsid4402177
Just then Pete walked into the kitchen. We both broke off and looked at him. He }{\insrsid10305409 became a deer in the headlights}{\insrsid4402177 .
\'93What?}{\insrsid10305409 ?}{\insrsid4402177 \'94 he asked.}{\insrsid10305409 We both burst out laughing. Pete continued to look bewildered.}{\insrsid7079732
}{\insrsid10305409
\'93Nothing!\'94 I replied. \'93Just girl talk!\'94 He looked warily at us.
\'93I though women normally went to the bathroom to do that,\'94 he said.
\'93Not enough room!\'94 Sandy shot back.
\'93Uh huh,\'94 Pete replied. He edged past us and got another beer out of the fridge, before escaping back to the other room.}{\insrsid2769952 We gave him a few minutes head start before grabbing our own drinks and heading out.}{\insrsid10305409
}{\insrsid2769952
Steve lit up when he saw me. He scooted back to one side of the couch, making space for me. I snuggled into him and he once again wrapped his arm around me. Firm, strong, and warm.
Yes, this is what I wanted.
}{\insrsid9781716
}{\insrsid2769952 The puck dropped and t}{\insrsid13073303 he game got tense. The second period looked all too familiar. The Avs got shot after shot but Nabokov was a wall for the Sharks. }{\insrsid2769952 The second period ended with the same score.}{
\insrsid13073303
}{\insrsid2769952
At least in our game. }{\insrsid7810086 During the second intermission}{\insrsid2769952 , the network cut over to show Calgary scoring on the Red Wings. }{\insrsid9315051 Steve got tense and quiet. A little pale too.}{\insrsid2769952
}{\insrsid9315051
That\rquote s when it hit me. He was watching the Avalanche game. His favorite team was playing at the same time and he could have been watching them at a sports bar if not here in his own place. Instead, he was watching their biggest rival.
}{\insrsid483761
And he\rquote d done it last weekend too. What did it take for a die hard Red Wings fan to give up watching two playoff games and instead sit and watch the Avalanche?
}{\insrsid7810086
}{\insrsid483761 Wow.}{\insrsid9263263 I just looked at Steve, impressed. He caught me looking at him. Steve smiled inquisitively and I leaned in and gave him a quick kiss before we turned back to the }{\insrsid7810086 TV}{\insrsid9263263 .
}{\insrsid7810086
Then the intermission report showed the Red Wing\rquote s Captain Steve Yzerman getting hit in the face with a puck}{\insrsid5070404 , which had apparently happened before the score}{\insrsid7810086
. When he fell to the ice, the room quieted. I saw Pete reach out and squeeze Sandy\rquote s hand. I wondered how Detroit would do without him\emdash in many ways he was a }{\insrsid14317085 pillar of strength for his}{\insrsid7810086
team. I looked at my Steve. His face was unreadable. I continued to hold him tight until the Avs game was back
}{\insrsid9263263
Midway through the third}{\insrsid12147581 period}{\insrsid9263263 , my man Sakic came through}{\insrsid8139979 and scored}{\insrsid9263263 . Sandy and I were yelling and slapping high fives}{\insrsid1929475
. I looked over at Steve and he was just shaking his head in amused disbelief. I blew him a kiss before returning to the couch and a hug.}{\insrsid9263263
}{\insrsid1929475
}{\insrsid12147581 Then Sakic did it again in overtime! I turned and grinned at Steve. He was just shaking his head again.
\'93So much for doubling the stakes,\'94 he said.
\'93I still owe you four minutes,\'94 I replied.
\'93And now I owe you two,\'94 he said. The Red Wings hadn\rquote t recovered after Yzerman\rquote s injury and were now facing possible elimination by Calgary.
\'93Maybe I\rquote ll collect tonight!\'94 I exclaimed. Steve just raised his eyebrows, d}{\insrsid13069682 aring me. Oh, I was giddy! A win by the Avs, an afternoon with Steve, what more did I need?}{\insrsid12147581
}{\insrsid13069682
Unfortunately, the afternoon did need to end. I had to go get ready for our date! Steve walked us to the door and once again leaned in for a kiss. He didn\rquote t quite knock my socks off this time\emdash
the shoes yes, but not the socks. I realized he was }{\insrsid14317085 holding back}{\insrsid13069682 deliberately when he nuzzled my ear while I was still recovering my breath from the kiss.
\'93Remember,\'94 he whispered, \'93I wan}{\insrsid14317085 t to see your legs.\'94 Oh gawd. T}{\insrsid13069682 he desire dripped from his words. Then he let me go and Sandy and I were out the door.
See my legs, hm? He wanted to see my legs? As soon as I got home I marched over to my lingerie drawer and pulled them out. Yup, no runs. Black thigh high stockings with the seams up the back. I still had the perfect dress to go with them. I\rquote
d show him my legs!
}{\insrsid8590757
I was actually ready when Steve knocked on the door. Right on time, good. I opened it and stepped back. He looked stunning dressed up and was holding a single red rose.
\'93Awww! Thank you!\'94 I gushed as he handed me the rose. I invited him in while I found a vase for the flow}{\insrsid2321074 er. He just stood in the entry}{\insrsid8590757
way smiling. Finally done, I approached him again, stopping a few feet away.
\'93I believe, Sir, that there was a request to see my legs?\'94 With that I did a slow pirouette.
\'93Oh. Wow.\'94 When I finished the turn, Steve\rquote s mouth was hanging open, his eyes wide. Y}{\insrsid2701037 ippee}{\insrsid8590757 !
\'93You are stunning!\'94 he exclaimed. Aww. I just melted with his admiration. }{\insrsid14701387 He offered me his arm and I smiled. Grabbing my purse, we were off.}{\insrsid8590757
}{\insrsid14701387
Dinner was excellent. We took our time, laughing, flirting, and telling stories. }{\insrsid7301670 Steve shared how he\rquote d met Pete and I told him about growing up with Sandy. We exchanged stories of college and embarrassing antics we\rquote
d committed then. }{\insrsid5070404 We were having such a good time}{\insrsid7301670 }{\insrsid5070404 that }{\insrsid7301670 after dinner we just went walking up and down the 16}{\super\insrsid7301670\charrsid7301670 th}{\insrsid7301670
Street Mall, holding hands and continuing the conversation.
Of course we people watched while we walked. We even stopped a}{\insrsid13775124 nd gave directions to two short-}{\insrsid7301670 haired women who were looking for the LoDo Tattered Cover sto
re. We asked where they were from and one said Ft. Collins, the other Oregon. When we\rquote d parted from them, Steve was smirking.
\'93What?\'94 I asked.
\'93Lesbians. Met online. First time together. They were cute,\'94 he replied.
\'93You sure?\'94 I asked.
\'93Not entirely. But think about it. Remember their body language towards each other.\'94
I played back the scene in my mind. Yes, it was subtle, but it was there. They\rquote d resisted touching each other, but there was clearly attraction and affection. The banter about books and the ability to navigate around Denver had also been ne}{
\insrsid5070404 w; }{\insrsid7301670 they weren\rquote t an established couple.}{\insrsid8202789 And the way the shorter one had looked at the taller one}{\insrsid5070404 . . . }{\insrsid8202789 delight mixed with surprise.
Just the way I was looking at Steve.
\'93You are an amazingly observant man,\'94 I said.
\'93I try,\'94 he mused.
We\rquote d been walking for some time and I was getting a little tired. Steve checked his watch.}{\insrsid7301670
}{\insrsid16196280
}{\insrsid14173515 \'93So what now?\'94 I asked.
He smiled. \'93I take you home and kiss you goodnight. We see each other at Pete and Sandy\rquote s game, we arrange another date.\'94
\'93Not going to collect on your four minutes?\'94 I teased. He chuckled.
\'93Oh, I\rquote m going to collect,\'94 he }{\insrsid4588712 said}{\insrsid14173515 . \'93 Just not tonight. The series isn\rquote t over and I want to collect all my time at once.\'94 That sent a delightful shiver down my spine.
\'93You sure? The Avs were looking pretty good. They could go the dis}{\insrsid11995771 tance!}{\insrsid14173515 Might be a while before you could collect.\'94
\'93Or they might be out with the next game,\'94 he teased back.
\'93Besides,}{\insrsid1460778 \'94 he continued,}{\insrsid14173515 }{\insrsid1460778 \'93}{\insrsid14173515 what I want to do with you will require more than a mere four minutes.\'94
Ohhh, the tone in his voice promised I would really like those minutes.}{\insrsid13521597 I decided }{\insrsid5070404 not to }{\insrsid13521597 let}{\insrsid14317085 the matter}{\insrsid13521597 drop.
\'93You sure? Might be a while!\'94
\'93I\rquote m sure.\'94 Steve said firmly. Then inspiration hit me.
\'93You know,\'94 I began, \'93you owe me two minutes since Detroit lost today.\'94
\'93Yes. . . .\'94
\'93What if I collect those two minutes tonight?\'94 I asked.
Steve laughed. \'93You can do that if you want, I suppose. What do you want for your two minutes?\'94
\'93I want a preview of what you\rquote re going to do to me with your time!\'94
Steve started cracking up }{\insrsid14317085 laughing}{\insrsid13521597 , grinning at me. I just smugly smiled back. After a moment, he recovered, just shaking his head in amusement.
\'93Okay. }{\insrsid14173515 }{\insrsid13521597 One two minute preview, coming up.\'94}{\insrsid14173515
}{\insrsid8086967
We were walking by a courtyard plaza that had outdoor tables for various nearby restaurants. Steve pulled me into it and then steered us into a darkened }{\insrsid1459960 alcove}{\insrsid8086967
. He backed me up to a wall and stepped in close, pressing his body against mine. There was a fire and a power in his eyes. }{\insrsid8460157 It almost frightened me. Almost.}{\insrsid8086967
}{\insrsid8460157
\'93Please keep your hands by your side,\'94 Steve commanded.}{\insrsid5182181 I shivered and complied.
Steve stepped in and lightly cupped my cheek in his palm. }{\insrsid2967216 Then he slid it around my neck, holding my head firmly in place. }{\insrsid5182181 Then he leaned in and kissed me.
Oh. Wow. Socks\emdash }{\insrsid2967216 knocked off!}{\insrsid5182181 }{\insrsid2967216
}{\insrsid15081652
}{\insrsid2967216 Steve kept kissing me. I started to raise my arms to embrace him, but he caught them and pushed them back down to my side. Steve kissed my lips and my cheek. He kissed my neck and behin}{\insrsid15081652
d my ear. He used his hand to turn my head as he willed, bringing each inch of my skin within }{\insrsid86996 the }{\insrsid15081652 range of his lips, one agonizing tantalizing moment at a time.}{\insrsid8460157
}{\insrsid15081652
Meanwhile, he\rquote d pressed into me with his body. My breasts pushed against his chest and he slid one thigh between mine. He even slid his feet so that they touched my own. Every place w}{\insrsid13263455 e connected, his body was warm and }{
\insrsid15081652 solid.
He started caressing me with his other hand while his kissed me. It was hard to keep track of all the light touches when I was so overwhelmed with what his lips were doing to mine. Just
dances of electricity on my hip, then my outer thigh, then my side. }{\insrsid16466707 I was starting to gasp as Steve played my body, strumming me however he chose.}{\insrsid15081652
}{\insrsid16466707
Then Steve pulled back from the kisses and gazed into my eyes. There was an incredible hunger there. He wanted me. He wanted me bad}{\insrsid13263455 ly}{\insrsid16466707 . Just as I wanted him.
Steve stopped caressing my body and slid his hand between us}{\insrsid1727733 . He paused, gently}{\insrsid13263455 resting it on my lower ribs. Then h}{\insrsid1727733 e slid it up an inch. A question formed in his eyes. I gave a short nod.}{
\insrsid16466707
}{\insrsid1727733
His hand continued upward until it covered my breast. He began to gently massage and caress me through my clothes as he returned to kissing me. }{\insrsid4222212 Oh wow. Once again Steve knew exactly what to do. I was dripping and he hadn\rquote
t even touched me below the waist!}{\insrsid1727733
}{\insrsid4222212
But
that appeared to be next. Not stopping the kisses, Steve released my breast and dropped his hand to my leg. He caressed inwards until his hand was on my inner thigh. Then he began slowly sliding it up, under my dress, making small circles with his fin
gertips as he moved.
Steve let out a small \'93mmmmm\'94 when his fingers found the bare flesh at the top of my stockings. }{\insrsid9578629 I almost giggled in response. We just looked at each other, grinning, before he began kissing me again, his hand resuming }{
\insrsid7497728 its}{\insrsid9578629 journey.}{\insrsid4222212
}{\insrsid9578629
Steve had to shift his body around and his hold on me in order to push my panties aside with his fingers. His first touch of my folds sent little shocks through my body. I once again raised my arms to put them around }{\insrsid9045353 him}{
\insrsid9578629 and he once again caught my hands and pushed them back to my side.
Unfortunately, the fabric of my panties kept pushing back against Steve\rquote s fingers, limiting his motion. After a few fruitless tries to caress me more intimately, Steve disengaged and pulled back.
\'93Please take them off,\'94 he commanded.
I took a deep breath. Looking past Steve\rquote s shoulder, I could see the lights of the courtyard. There was no one present, but it reminded me of how vulnerable to getting caught we really were.
\'93Please,\'94 he asked again. I looked in his eyes and saw his desire was muted something else now. Softer and more awe filled. I started to melt once again. I took a deep breath, reached under my dress and yanked my panties down. When I\rquote
d stepped out of them, Steve took them and shoved them in a pocket.
\'93Hands by your side again, please.\'94 he asked. I complied instantly. Steve stepped forward}{\insrsid7497728 ,}{\insrsid9578629 place}{\insrsid7497728 d}{\insrsid9578629 one hand back behind my head again, and returned to kissing me.
This time, his other hand did not linger as it slid up my thigh}{\insrsid5998 . Like a seasoned}{\insrsid13118065 traveler, it paused only as if remembering the way. }{\insrsid9719271 He found my folds and began to caress and tease once more.}{
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}{\insrsid9719271
I was starting to moan. Little jolts of pleasure kept flying through my body. Steve\rquote s fingers eventually parted my lower lips, just as his tongue did with those higher up. He took a breath, then kissed me hard}{\insrsid14617777 ,}{
\insrsid9719271 and slid his finger inside.
}{\insrsid14617777
Oh Gawd! I was delirious! Steve stroked and touch me inside in places I didn\rquote t even know I could be touched! My body bucked forward into his and he caught me, never letting up his strokes. I moaned, I gasped. Steve didn\rquote t stop!
Then in a flash, he withdrew his finger and slid it up, placing it squarely on my clit. The hell with it\emdash I threw my arms around him for balance. He held me, kissed my neck, and began to caress me.
It only took a few strokes for me to explode! My entire body rippled as wave after wave cascaded through me!}{\insrsid1459960 I nearly passed out!}{\insrsid14617777
}{\insrsid1459960
When I drifted back down into my body, Steve had released my clit and was holding me tightly in both arms. I clung to him until I was done gasping and had recovered my breath. Finally, shakily, I pulled back.
\'93That\rquote s the preview?\'94 I asked.
\'93Yes,\'94 he replied, grinning and nodding.
\'93And I have to wait for the rest????\'94
\'93At least until the Avs lose,\'94 he replied. I playfully punched him on the arm. He helped steady me on my feet and guided me out of the alcove.
We walked back into the light and the bustle of the mall, holding hands. }{\insrsid2911684 Steve steered us in the direction of the car, never saying much. He\rquote d just look over at me from time to time and smile.}{\insrsid1459960 }{\insrsid2911684
As for me, }{\insrsid1459960 I was flushed and happy}{\insrsid2911684 . I loved the feel of his hand holding mine. I was also}{\insrsid1459960 a little confused.
For the first time in my life, I was hoping my favorite team would lose.
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