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Loaning a chick money 9/9/16 - Bye (2 Viewers)

Got a text from my buddy this morning. Wonder if it was Brooks with a case of the Black Snake Moan

"Had a reasonably cute tiny hippy chick from Austin next to me on flight to Chicago. Being so early it was very dark. Apparently dark enough that she thought a cleverly placed scarf and me being half asleep would cover her finger blasting herself for about 15 minutes. LMFAO "

 
Got a text from my buddy this morning. Wonder if it was Brooks with a case of the Black Snake Moan

"Had a reasonably cute tiny hippy chick from Austin next to me on flight to Chicago. Being so early it was very dark. Apparently dark enough that she thought a cleverly placed scarf and me being half asleep would cover her finger blasting herself for about 15 minutes. LMFAO "
Perfect time to pleasure yourself and see what it leads to (hopefully not being arrested). 

 
missed a few updates but brooks sounds pretty hot

[SIZE=10pt]Brooks waits a bit, undresses then steps in on the far side of the shower.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Brooks: (with her back to me) “I’m seeing someone btw, I don’t want you to get the wrong idea”[/SIZE]

:lmao:

 
missed a few updates but brooks sounds pretty hot

[SIZE=10pt]Brooks waits a bit, undresses then steps in on the far side of the shower.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Brooks: (with her back to me) “I’m seeing someone btw, I don’t want you to get the wrong idea”[/SIZE]

:lmao:
Classic. Right up there with "I NEVER do this..."

 
Memorial Day Weekend update....come on Ron we know you put your meat on some chicks grill.

 
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Brook is sitting on the bed rushing her way through her friend’s Facebook posts:

Brooks: “Everyone is so pissed.  Some people are saying he’s an alcoholic and they shouldn’t get married, other people are blaming the cops, other people are blaming the friends for letting him drive, other people are saying it’s a ‘sign’ that they shouldn’t get married.  My entire weekend is ####ed now.” (throws her phone on the bed)

Me: “It’s definitely not going to be a weekend of drinking and fun around DC with friends”.

Brooks: “I should just go home early”

Me: “Tell you what, go see your friends today – give the hugs and spend a little time.  If it looks like it’s going to be a cry-fest weekend, call me, make an excuse to leave and we’ll hang out.  I’ll set something up so you get to see DC.  I need to go to the office now though to handle a few things.  I’ll do a quick group text with Angie and tell her to make sure you can get around, get in the building etc. and so you have her number.  Sound like a plan?”

Brooks: (long reflecting pause while looking at me with my “so what do you think?” look/shrug) “I met you yesterday.  How can you stand in front of me naked and offer that? ”

Me:  “I try to be a good dude, mostly; I help when I can help but I can’t help everyone.  I’m just giving you options – options are good in tough situations.   Again (looking at the time), I need to get to the office btw”

Brooks: (slowly taking everything in and in the voice of someone I just verbally defeated during negotiations) “…yes…yes…thank you. I’m just…so…weirded out right now”.

Group text with Angie and Brooks:

Me: Angie, take care of Brooks this weekend.  It’s her first time in DC

Angie: Company card or your card?

Me: Mine

Angie: Nice to meet you Brooks, call me if you need anything!!!

Brooks: Awe thank you!!!

/end

I set Brooks up with an Uber to get to her friend’s house, I head to the office.  Several hours go buy while I’m buried with work; it’s now about 7 pm when I’m in my office doing my weekly wrap up with the other consultants…

Aside: this is normal for consultants because we’re dealing with clients that work mon-fri/9-5ish; we circle up after normal business hours.  Friday is the best day because our clients are typically not still working; this way we’re not sidetracked with a “OMG/WTF?” phone call (these typically happen on Mon and Tues after someone was blindsided in a staff meeting and calls us). Friday is also a great day to get that late afternoon meeting with a customer, especially in our business – can’t get them on a Tuesday morning? Well how about we meet 3-4pm for drinks?  Then when we meet up later that night so I always have the latest and greatest of what the team is doing.  It’s what I call our ‘Denny Crane time’ (Boston Legal reference, sorry).

…then Angie calls my office line:

Angie: “Umm, hey Ronnie.  Brooks called me in tears, says she needs a “way out and you should understand if you cared.  I asked what she wanted me to do but she wasn’t clear.  Who is this chick???”

I look at my cell phone (which I usually keep off when I’m focused on work) and see a few missed calls from Brooks and a multiple missed texts going from “Let’s do something”, “These girls all hate me” to “I knew you were a liar”.   Oh boy.

Me: “Crap, Angie I’ve been tied up with work, that’s why I wanted her to go to you”.

Angie: “Well what do you want me to do?”

Me: “Call her, find out where she is and go get her – or send a car to get her”.

Angie: “And do what?”

Me: “Find a bar, start off with shots order some food and tell her I’ll be there in another hour.”

Another hour goes by, our meeting finishes then I try to catch up with Brooks and Angie.  I call Angie:

Me: “So, what’s up?”

Angie: “We’re at Coastal Flats (says confidently)”

Me: “In the mall?”

Angie: Yeah!

Me: “It’s her first time in DC, she’s having the worst weekend ever and you take her to a mall restaurant?”

Angie: “You love this place?!?! What’s wrong now?!?!  I’m trying and you didn’t say where to take her?!?! (loudly to me and borderline inappropriately dismissive but I could also tell Angie started with the shots, so that’s good).

Me: “Angie, I’m on my way there. (I’m now employing disarming techniques) You’ve done a great job as always.  And trust me, this is why I’m still holding onto a few coins to keep you from going over the wall (this is our running Trump’s wall/Schindler's List joke).

Angie:  “:lol: I love you Ronnie!”

Me: “I love you too babe”

So, I Angie got Brooks to Coastal Flats for some food and drinks.  Angie’s personality is always this, Angie isn’t a good manager of people.  She can manage schedules but not people; guaranteed right now she’s just playing ‘order taker’; meaning she just making sure Brooks has what she needs and what I asked her to do is done.  Frankly, I don’t want to deal with turning around her bad weekend – and an order taker isn’t going to do that.  I really just want Brooks to chill and have a good time this weekend.

I call Ice:

Me: You free or you still have bodies to hide

Ice: You’re talking so yeah, still a body to hide

Me: Free tonight? Like right now?

Ice: You need me to find a guy for you?

Me: :unsure:   No, it’s a chick I met in Austin (told her the entire story)

Ice: (post fill-in story) …and you took her to a mall for dinner for her first time in DC – you’re a classy one Ron (obviously sarcastic)

Me: Ice – yeah or fail, what is it

Ice: I’m leaving Silver Springs now; I need to stop at your place to change then sure.  Oh and my clothes better be correct or I’m beating the help when I see her.

Me: Thank you.

I coordinate meeting at my place with Ice.  Do I need her there? No, but I always love Ice’s interaction when I’m around a new chick. Yesx1000.  Most of it is I get to dial her back when she’s trying to turn someone up; maybe it’s a yin/yang thing.  Lance’s running saying is, “You just like to make stone soup in these situations”.

Ice and I show up at Coastal Flats in Tyson’s.  Ice looks fantastic in a very aggressive mock-neck jumpsuit and heals, sheer back with a very “I’ll tie you up in a basement” look.  I’m in Friday night mode - shirt fitted in an admiral color Burberry shirt and light AG’s with the damn Daniels on (this was a thing 15 minutes of fame ago).

 We walk in and the hostesses ask us if we need a table, I say we’re fine and meeting friends.   They want our names, I just say we see them and keep walking (I didn’t see them).

I quickly make the introductions then invite Brooks to hang out – not here, Coast Flats is a nice place but not a welcome to DC place. Angie and Brooks Ubered, I’m stuck driving.  Ice is shotgun and immediately start grilling Brooks.

Ice: How do you know Ron? (she already knows how I know her)

Brooks: (repeats most of what I told Ice)

Ice: “You don’t know Ron”

Ice puts on a song while we’re driving and says, “This is Ron”.

Brooks V

 
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From day one, I've been here just to talk about what I'm dealing with.  Not embellishing for anyone, if you need that - I think the internets are still working. 

 
From day one, I've been here just to talk about what I'm dealing with.  Not embellishing for anyone, if you need that - I think the internets are still working. 
Ron, you continue to be an inspiration. "Thank you" seems a meager offering for all you've given us, but, thank you Ron.

 
I find myself as much if not more interested in the background stories than the sex stories.  ####### A, I've turned into the guy who reads Playboy for the articles.

 
I'm gonna have to use this one, but not in some awesome Ron way.  Some nerdy fantasy football trade way.

 “I help when I can help but I can’t help everyone.  I’m just giving you options – options are good in tough situations. 


 
I look at my cell phone (which I usually keep off when I’m focused on work) and see a few missed calls from Brooks and a multiple missed texts going from “Let’s do something”, “These girls all hate me” to “I knew you were a liar”.   Oh boy.
Run. Cut bait and run far and fast.

Me: “It’s her first time in DC, she’s having the worst weekend ever and you take her to a mall restaurant?”

Angie: “You love this place?!?! What’s wrong now?!?!  I’m trying and you didn’t say where to take her?!?! (loudly to me and borderline inappropriately dismissive but I could also tell Angie started with the shots, so that’s good).
I gotta say I'm with Angie here. You asked her to take care of her and she did. I know you immediately after told her "You’ve done a great job as always" but she's kinda like a private just carrying out her orders.

 
Run. Cut bait and run far and fast.

I gotta say I'm with Angie here. You asked her to take care of her and she did. I know you immediately after told her "You’ve done a great job as always" but she's kinda like a private just carrying out her orders.
Basic expectations for any Asian broad is that they are no bigger than a size 2, are submissive and have at the very least average intelligent/problem solving skills.  Obviously the last one is the least important but Ron is within his rights to expect a little more from Angie in this situation.

 
Ron, I appreciate you informing us what you wear on each adventure. It really helps paint the picture for me, GB.

With that in mind, I'd like to inform you that when I read your updates I am wearing absolutely nothing. (My Brooks Brothers socks create static from the leg shaking)

Anyways, keep up the good work and if anything changes I'll let you know.

 
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HERE IT COMES
 
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These updates coming in installments is bad news.  Forget soaking the walls.  The payoff from this buildup may devastate a small city.  Stay inside.

 
Brooks V

Ice:  So where to now? Going to find a cool Starbucks for Brooks? Or maybe a Cracker barrel?

This is Ice’s way of poking fun at Angie.  Ice isn’t a mean person, she’s just a no holds barred ball buster (which doesn’t go over well with a lot of people but I love it).  Angie will just sit and take it although I’ve told her more than once to jab back – she never does, it’s just her personality.

Angie goes into her shell.

I took the Key Bridge over to DC to hit some of the clubs on K Street.  I pulled up The Park at Fourteenth, valeted and started to negotiate our way through the crowd outside.  It’s packed, Brooks is in awe and that’s what I wanted.  While we’re standing outside:

Brooks: Is that the National Mall (across the street)?  Looks smaller than what I thought

Me: No, that’s Franklin park.  The National Mall is like 100x bigger.  (turn to Angie) Angie, could you set up a tour for Brooks tomorrow?

Angie:  Sure, I’ll put something together.

Ice: Yeah, show her the real mall this time.  :P

Angie is not fazed by Ice’s comments, I don’t think, she just ignores them.  She’s so utilitarian and just goes into the ‘okay this is what I have to do’ mode – that’s her gift and why she’s great at what she does but it also makes her ‘shrink’ around other people.

While we’re standing outside to get in, there’s a group of guys arguing with the bouncer not letting him in because they’re wearing jeans and sneakers.  We walk up, I’m wearing jeans and sneakers, they let us in and they loudest guy starts freaking out, “HE’S WEARING JEANS AND SNEAKERS TOO!!!”

The Park at Fourteenth has a ‘whatever we say goes’ kinda policy about the dress code.  Jeans and sneakers works, if it looks sharp and well put together.  Also, they might turn someone away just for acting like a jackass even if they look good; or if too many dudes are showing up.  I’ve made the mistake of showing up there alone to meet up with girls and couldn’t get in – I had to call them to come outside and tell the bouncer if he doesn’t come in we’re all leaving (then of course they let me in).  So now when I go, look sharp and bring girls.

Anyway, we get in, it’s packed of course.  Brooks is taking pictures/videos of everything; Brooks is in complete trying to spot stars mode and recognizes some NBA player that use to play for the Spurs then some talk show person.  I don’t think I could pick out someone that plays for the Spurs now let alone a chick talk show personality.  It’s really white-noise to me when I go there; I’m not good at putting names to famous faces – for instance, I stood next to John Wall near the DJ booth one night while out with Druggie and didn’t know who he was until someone else made the connection for me   :shrug:

We get drinks mingle and have a good time.  Brooks and Angie kept each other company while Ice paraded me around to catch up with other people she knew there.   After a few hours there, I couldn’t find Angie and Brooks so I text Angie:

Text message:

Me: Angie, you two still here?

Angie: Yes, I can see you

Me:  Okay, you drinking?

Angie:  No, I figured I’d be the DD later  :)

Me: You’re awesome, how’s Brooks?

Angie:  She’s having a great time

Me: Let’s all meet at (area of the club)

Ice is absolutely wasted by now, we all meet back up and so is Brooks.  Angie looks fine and I’m maintaining but not enough to feel comfortable driving.  We get back to my car, Angie is driving, I’m shotgun and Brooks and Ice are in the back seat.  While we’re driving, Angie starts talking about the tour options she found for Brooks, I’m agreeing out loud as if the four of us are in a conversation then get the eyeroll from Angie looking back – Ice and Brooks are going at it, let taking clothes off and Brooks in going down on Ice while we’re driving down Constitution Ave.  Jeez.

We get to my place, Angie asks if she can take my car home instead of catching an Uber this late because she needs to be at the house in the morning for Daughter since Wife had some breakfast benefit to attend.  I said of course.

Brooks, Ice and I head up to my place; the two of them keep going at it – I feel like I’m getting cuckold in my own living room.   I pour a drink then sit on the other side of the couch.  No way do I jump in this thing when Ice is involved without an invitation.   Then after a while, they’re in the 69 with Ice on top and Ice demands that I bang her with my balls in Brooks face – don’t mind if I do.

Now I’m banging Ice with Brooks under my balls while they’re still in the 69; this goes on for a good 15 minutes when I notice Ice is starting to cum so I took the opportunity to do the same.  I let Ice pulsate on me for a few then gave the final strokes to fill her up.  She straightens up, still straddled over Brooks dripping all over her face. 

I drunk, tired and now that I’ve blown a load, sleepy time for Ronnie.

The next day was pretty tame, Ice left some time before Brooks and I got up.  Brooks hooked up with Angie to take the tour bus, I declined the trip.  Her flight was later that night so I know I wouldn’t see her again because I had plans with my Daughter later that day so we said our goodbyes and I told her Angie would make sure she got to the airport okay.

About a week later,  Brooks’s Facebook popped up on my timeline and I see tons of pictures about her “Unforgettable trip to DC and what a great time she had with her old friends” tagging Ice, Angie and I in the pictures.  I noticed the “likes” from her boyfriend and commenting about how he wished he could have been there.

He seems like the right guy.  I'm glad they're happy.

 
Facebook pictures never tell the whole story.  You almost never see an "after" shot from a chick standing up and dripping all over another chick's face post-orgy.

 
Brooks V

Ice:  So where to now? Going to find a cool Starbucks for Brooks? Or maybe a Cracker barrel?

This is Ice’s way of poking fun at Angie.  Ice isn’t a mean person, she’s just a no holds barred ball buster (which doesn’t go over well with a lot of people but I love it).  Angie will just sit and take it although I’ve told her more than once to jab back – she never does, it’s just her personality.

Angie goes into her shell.

I took the Key Bridge over to DC to hit some of the clubs on K Street.  I pulled up The Park at Fourteenth, valeted and started to negotiate our way through the crowd outside.  It’s packed, Brooks is in awe and that’s what I wanted.  While we’re standing outside:

Brooks: Is that the National Mall (across the street)?  Looks smaller than what I thought

Me: No, that’s Franklin park.  The National Mall is like 100x bigger.  (turn to Angie) Angie, could you set up a tour for Brooks tomorrow?

Angie:  Sure, I’ll put something together.

Ice: Yeah, show her the real mall this time.  :P

Angie is not fazed by Ice’s comments, I don’t think, she just ignores them.  She’s so utilitarian and just goes into the ‘okay this is what I have to do’ mode – that’s her gift and why she’s great at what she does but it also makes her ‘shrink’ around other people.

While we’re standing outside to get in, there’s a group of guys arguing with the bouncer not letting him in because they’re wearing jeans and sneakers.  We walk up, I’m wearing jeans and sneakers, they let us in and they loudest guy starts freaking out, “HE’S WEARING JEANS AND SNEAKERS TOO!!!”

The Park at Fourteenth has a ‘whatever we say goes’ kinda policy about the dress code.  Jeans and sneakers works, if it looks sharp and well put together.  Also, they might turn someone away just for acting like a jackass even if they look good; or if too many dudes are showing up.  I’ve made the mistake of showing up there alone to meet up with girls and couldn’t get in – I had to call them to come outside and tell the bouncer if he doesn’t come in we’re all leaving (then of course they let me in).  So now when I go, look sharp and bring girls.

Anyway, we get in, it’s packed of course.  Brooks is taking pictures/videos of everything; Brooks is in complete trying to spot stars mode and recognizes some NBA player that use to play for the Spurs then some talk show person.  I don’t think I could pick out someone that plays for the Spurs now let alone a chick talk show personality.  It’s really white-noise to me when I go there; I’m not good at putting names to famous faces – for instance, I stood next to John Wall near the DJ booth one night while out with Druggie and didn’t know who he was until someone else made the connection for me   :shrug:

We get drinks mingle and have a good time.  Brooks and Angie kept each other company while Ice paraded me around to catch up with other people she knew there.   After a few hours there, I couldn’t find Angie and Brooks so I text Angie:

Text message:

Me: Angie, you two still here?

Angie: Yes, I can see you

Me:  Okay, you drinking?

Angie:  No, I figured I’d be the DD later  :)

Me: You’re awesome, how’s Brooks?

Angie:  She’s having a great time

Me: Let’s all meet at (area of the club)

Ice is absolutely wasted by now, we all meet back up and so is Brooks.  Angie looks fine and I’m maintaining but not enough to feel comfortable driving.  We get back to my car, Angie is driving, I’m shotgun and Brooks and Ice are in the back seat.  While we’re driving, Angie starts talking about the tour options she found for Brooks, I’m agreeing out loud as if the four of us are in a conversation then get the eyeroll from Angie looking back – Ice and Brooks are going at it, let taking clothes off and Brooks in going down on Ice while we’re driving down Constitution Ave.  Jeez.

We get to my place, Angie asks if she can take my car home instead of catching an Uber this late because she needs to be at the house in the morning for Daughter since Wife had some breakfast benefit to attend.  I said of course.

Brooks, Ice and I head up to my place; the two of them keep going at it – I feel like I’m getting cuckold in my own living room.   I pour a drink then sit on the other side of the couch.  No way do I jump in this thing when Ice is involved without an invitation.   Then after a while, they’re in the 69 with Ice on top and Ice demands that I bang her with my balls in Brooks face – don’t mind if I do.

Now I’m banging Ice with Brooks under my balls while they’re still in the 69; this goes on for a good 15 minutes when I notice Ice is starting to cum so I took the opportunity to do the same.  I let Ice pulsate on me for a few then gave the final strokes to fill her up.  She straightens up, still straddled over Brooks dripping all over her face. 

I drunk, tired and now that I’ve blown a load, sleepy time for Ronnie.

The next day was pretty tame, Ice left some time before Brooks and I got up.  Brooks hooked up with Angie to take the tour bus, I declined the trip.  Her flight was later that night so I know I wouldn’t see her again because I had plans with my Daughter later that day so we said our goodbyes and I told her Angie would make sure she got to the airport okay.

About a week later,  Brooks’s Facebook popped up on my timeline and I see tons of pictures about her “Unforgettable trip to DC and what a great time she had with her old friends” tagging Ice, Angie and I in the pictures.  I noticed the “likes” from her boyfriend and commenting about how he wished he could have been there.

He seems like the right guy.  I'm glad they're happy.
Well done Ron. 

 

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