“Thanks for coming Christina.” I said as the former captain of the women’s soccer club wiggled her ass up the bleachers with a radiant smile on her lips.
“My pleasure…” she purred as she stepped in close and gave me a kiss on the cheek which I returned.
She pulled back and then looked at the man standing beside me, “You remember Eric don’t you?” I asked.
“Of course!” she exclaimed and leaned in to repeat the greeting with Eric.
“I’m glad to see you again Christina, I hope we can put that incident with you girls behind us.” Eric said.
Christina waved her hand and let out a little gust of breath, “Ancient history Eric, don’t give it a second thought. You were completely right, us girls have no business being on the field with the men.” she assured him.
“I’m so glad you’ve come around to my way of thinking Christina.” he said as he moved in beside her and snaked his arm around her waist, his hand landing on her latex covered ass.
Christina moaned softly and pushed her tits out as she closed her eyes for a moment, then let out a little gasp when Eric grabbed a hand full and squeezed.
“I was thinking Christina, since you’re not on the field any more, if you might want to spend some time with Eric telling him all about your new role in the the club?”
Christina’s eyes shot open and she almost squealed out loud, “Yes! I’d love too!” she cried out.
Then they both headed towards one of the Boxes to continue their conversation in private. As for me, I headed down towards the women’s team locker room, which was in the middle of being converted into a ladies change room.
Most of the old women’s team wasn’t suitable for their new roles, a few like Christina were, and a few more had potential that could be brought out with some time in the gym or a visit to a surgeon, the rest had been let go after the “scandal”.
When Eric had stirred up a shitstorm with his comments, the backlash had been fast and furious on both sides.
In the end I’d just given up and decided to sell off the women’s club and move on… until a friend had suggested a slightly different tact. He ran a resort and spa in the country side that specialized in realigning goals for individuals or teams.
All I needed was a reason to send the team there and then close down the club.
That had turned out to be easier than I expected, as a simple drug scandal gave me a reason for both.
Now Christina and a half dozen other girls were working as “VIP Embassadors”, four more former players were due to start in a couple of weeks, and I had a few more in mind to pay the resort a visit in the next few months.
Not only were the VIP’s very happy with the new services I was offering, but the TV ratings were up as well, as once in a while one of the embassadors would be caught by the cameras and their skimpy red and white latex outfits were quite the attention grabbers.
As they say, sex sells, and at this rate I’d make up for the loss of the women’s team in six months or so. Which seemed like more than a fair tradeoff all things considered… at least for me. I wasn’t so sure that the old Christina would have agreed, but the new one is far too busy sucking and fucking everyone I introduce her too to really complain.
