Pyrrhic Victory
by. Jaxjack1980
Author's Note: The following story is entirely fictional and come from the author's imagination and creative efforts. Any resembles to real-live people, living or dead, or to any real-life places. businesses, events, or situations (Aside from the use of University of Michigan football team and its stadium along with a very real-life inspiration of an embarrassing defeat they experienced.) are entirely coincidental and do not truly reflect them in any way. All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older.
Additional note: This is my first story submission and I am sure it is full of grammatical errors and improper sentence structure, tenses, etc. I hope the spirit of the story shines through and can be appreciated by open-minded, thoughtful readers. Also as my first story, some formatting and text layout may not come out as intended. Apologies in advance and hope it doesn't pose too much of a problem. All well-intentioned feedback and constructive criticism are welcome. Like any newbie writer, positive comments would be a great motivator to continue.
For those who want to point out how wrong, stupid, lame, unoriginal, etc. my story is, I'll save us both some time: You are entirely right and I bow before your big brain and bigger ego. Truly, you possess a dizzing intellect that goes unrecognized every day!
Lastly, this is mostly an intended slow-burn story with no real sex in the beginning but will hopefully be entertaining nonetheless. Future chapters will try to make up for those who stick through the tame beginnings. Also, this story hints at a relationship in trouble but no real cheating occurs but may or may not happen in the future. Please skip this if you cannot stomach any such thoughts.
Part I: Taking the Longshot Bet
One hour prior to kick-off: The Big House aka University of Michigan Stadium at Ann Arbor; inaugural home game of #3 nationally ranked University of Michigan
"Don't ya worry none sweethearts, once Odean gets his chance, he'll give y'all plenty reason ta scream today," hollered Odean Moorehead, the cocksure backup QB of the South Texas Christian University @ Dallas (STCUD), Marauders as he gawked shamelessly at the team's young, nubile cheerleaders while leisurely stretching his dark, muscular form. "Yes, yes, yes, Odean da Machine'll make sure youse all have plenty to be happy 'bout before da days through..."
"Ya run yer mouth pretty good fer someone whose job today is warming the bench," shot back Samara Bennett, one of the cheer squad's captains as she guided her charges through their own warm-ups. "Only screams, you'll cause will be from massive disappointment, which I think 'yer' more than an expert in," she added tartly, her dark caramel-colored legs bouncing seductively as she dropped them into a pair of picture perfect splits before proceeding to continue her stretches.
"You tell him Mara," encouraged Zoey Malik, a slightly lighter tinted individual, as she followed her friend and mentor's example. Her mix of Dutch European and Indian heritage was visible as she smiled her encouragement toward her teammate. "You could make plenty of people 'happy' now by shutting up and letting us all focus on warming up properly," she offered faux sweetly.
"I'd be more than happy ta warm ya up properly girl," Odean replied confidently while getting closer as he looked Zoey up and down lewdly. "Know all sorts of ways to get both of our blood going, yeah? Luv to help put ya and da girls into da right positions, ya hear me," he grinned as he looked over Samara and the rest of the cheer team.
"Matter fact, the only dis-poit-ment gonna be felt 'round here will be by da unlucky ladies who do't get ta 'periene The Odean Dream Machine up close & personal tanight. No needs ta frets tho, 'cuz there's plenty of Odean ta go 'round ladies...no needz ta fight 'mong yerselves. 'Specially ya ma Ebony Queen. I'll always make time for ya, ya feel me," Odean finished his proclamation with an provocative wink.
Samara looked ready to serve up another hot serving of humble-asshole pie when a gentle hand came to rest on Samara's and Odean's shoulder, separating the adversaries. "Mara, would you do me a favor and help wrap up our stretches, I'd like to have a word with Odean privately," Desi "Dee Dee" Keane announced somehow in a way that came off as both an order and request to the both of them. The brunette junior cheerleader possessed an alluring and captivating demeanor that led many to follow her without a second thought. She received a silent nod of agreement from her fellow captain as Dee Dee guided Odean away to the nearby sidelines for a private conversation. Odean offered little protest as quietly welcomed an opportunity to spend some alone time with the comely blue-eyed coed.
A number of Dee Dee's fellow cheerleaders kept one eye on the unlikely pair, noting how closely huddled they were engaging in an animated conversation. Utilizing her considerable charm, Dee Dee seemed to be getting the better of their exchange as Odean grinned and nodded along while appearing to give her his full attention. As their interaction appeared to be winding down, Dee Dee looked to end it with a friendly handshake. Odean took this opportunity to lean in and whisper something in Dee Dee's ear as he gestured to the field.
Both Samara and Zoey noted the slight change in Dee Dee's posture, indicating she had been caught off-guard by his words. Taking a quick look at the field, Dee Dee shook her head and appeared unsure all of a sudden, returning her gaze downward instead of meeting Odean's. He pressed his advantage, gripping her extended hand and drawing her in closer, whispering more urgently. Noticing that they were drawing attention, Dee Dee nervously smiled and returned Odean's gaze with a slight nod. Smiling triumphantly, Odean spoke a few more words and after releasing her hand, jogged back to his teammates with a swagger in his step.
"Girlfriend, what was that about," inquired Dee Dee's BFF Danielle Nakatomi as she returned to resume her stretches with the rest of the cheer squad. Danielle's tanned and smoothed skin creased into a frown as she looked expectantly at her best friend, her dark, silky smooth hair shaking slightly.
"It's nothing, just Odean being Odean," Dee Dee replied as she hurried to catch up and finish her stretches. Her eyes did not meet Danielle's and seemed more focused on making sure her kicks were the appropriate height instead.
