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The pub was full after another Greyhounds victory. The boys were laughing and chatting as the beer was poured into their empty glasses. Rebecca smiled at the view of the people she knew by now. Sam was smiling at her, lifting his glass in a silent toast. Jamie was loudly bragging about his last action on the pitch that led them to the victory and Roy as Roy, he was sitting on the chair with Keeley on his laps, his expression never telling whether or not the match was won or lost. Rebecca took a breath, sipped on her white wine. She was happy they beat yet another team, but she misses something or someone.
Rebecca admitted to herself that it felt like a lifetime since she had a man. She was trying to explain, to herself mostly, that in her age sex wasn’t as good and regular as before but she still miss it. Or more than that she missed being sexually content, feeling sexy and not feeling like she was not fuckable because of her age. The memory of her last time with Rupert made her flinch. They both knew it was over but Rebecca tried to fix it and there was nothing better than do it with sex if it takes to Rupert Mannion. She let him do what he wanted but after five minutes, some groans and her mind wandered to what she should do at work the next day, Rebecca noticed Rupert was looking at her with rage. She hated every part of it, from his rough hands squeezing where she didn’t want it, to the feeling of his lips on her skin. After that last time, she took a shower, called her lawyer and decided about divorce. Rupert wasn’t even surprised and as long as she would leave his favorite club to him, he was ready to leave. Rebecca on the other hand decided that no matter what will happen, the revenge will be sweeter with the club in her hands.
Rebecca smiled at the memory, it was a long time ago and everything changed. She changed. She has more friends than she ever had. Those real ones, not people who want to be friends with a rich woman. Rebecca felt the movement on her left. She smiled when Keeley sat next to her with her own drink placed carefully on the table. She loved her friend to pieces and Keeley managed to always have time to listen to her and what’s most important was the advice behind her sleeve.
“Babe?” Keeley said. “What are you doing here alone?”
“Needed some time to wrap my mind around it all. Besides, boys are very loud.” Rebecca smiled.
“They are.” Keeley giggled. “My head is pounding but they won and it’s lovely for them to celebrate, yeah?” She tilted her head.
“Of course.” Rebecca nodded, her gaze focused on the glass on the table.
“What’s wrong babe?” Keeley asked, her hand placed on Rebecca’s. “You know you can tell me everything.”
Rebecca bit her lip, looking around to make sure no one would her what she wanted to say. It was stupid, but since she met Keeley, Rebecca never had a problem with talking about all the things that bother her mind. She let out a breath she was holding, before turning a little towards the younger blond.
“You know that after Rupert I was only with the man I met in Amsterdam.” Rebecca started.
“Yes, he visited you a few times.” Keeley modded.
“Yes.” Rebecca cleared her throat. “Uhm, we had sex a few times, but it wasn’t…I didn’t…not every time.”
“You didn’t have an orgasm with him?” Keeley raised her brow.
“Well...” Rebecca looked down on her fingers. “With Rupert…it wasn’t better. So, I’m a little…sex deprived.”
“Oh.”
“Yes, but it’s not only that…” Rebecca closed her eyes, trying to steady herself. “I crave to be wanted. I wish someone would find me sexy, hot but not ‘Randy Rebecca' way.”
“You know that only arsehols call you that.” Keeley said quickly.
“I know.” Rebecca nodded, squeezing Keeley’s hand. “I just…women my age…I want someone to make me feel good. I want someone to choose me over and over and not just because I have money. I'm sorry, I’m being dramatic right now.” Rebecca said, waving her hand.
“No, you’re not.” Keeley assured her. “I promise you Rebecca ‘beautiful tits’ Welton. That there is someone out there who will treat you how you deserve to be treated. I swear to God, I will make sure that man will worship you as a goddess you are.”
Rebecca felt her eyes filled with tears. She loved Keeley like she would be her younger sister. Rebecca pulled the blonde into a hug, laughing at the mention of her breasts before Keeley was called over by Roy. Rebecca blinked her eyes, trying to get rid of the tears when she felt someone sitting next to her. She turned a little to see who it was when Ted’s voice filled her ears.
“Hey, boss.” He said, his voice low.
“Nice to see you here. I didn't see you before.” Rebecca said, smiling.
“I was here and there.” He grinned. “"I overheard your talk with Keels.'' Ted said, waiting a second for her reaction.
“Oh?” Rebecca tried to sound cool, taking a sip from her glass.
“I can help you with that little problem of yours.” He whispered, his lips so close to her ear she could feel his breath. “I can make you come so hard your legs will wobble for days.”
Rebecca spilled her drink, coughing on the bits that run down her throat. She didn’t know whether or not Ted was joking, but the fact he knew about her not having a man for a long time made her cheeks blush. Rebecca felt her body flush with the shame she felt, after a moment of silence, she stood up, leaving Ted by the table.
Rebecca stormed off the pub, her teeth grit so hard she felt the pain in her jaw. Ted was her friend, they had ups and downs but he always seemed to care about her and now, he just made her feel like she could not find a man who would want her and she tried her best to not cry. She was just about to call her driver when she felt Ted’s hand on her wrists, gently pulling her towards him. Rebecca glanced at him, wanting to whip the smirk on his face with a punch or slap on his face.
"Hey, that was just a proposition." Ted said, smirking, his fingers wrapped around her wrist.
"You think you're funny?” Rebecca said louder. “You are fucking not. Focus on training those boys because....because..." Her throat became dry, the anger rose in her body making it shiver.
Ted pulled her closer, tangling his fingers in her locks before his lips crushed hers. He loved the way she moaned at the sudden contact, her lips pressed to his, soft huma filled the air as he licked her lower lip, asking permission to slip his tongue into her mouth. Before he could do that, Rebecca pulled away, her face flushed, lips swollen from the kiss. Ted was looking at her with his brown eyes and she maybe would not react, except the moan that escaped her, but when she saw his lips curved in a mischievous smirk she lost it.
Rebecca's eyes opened wildly as she lifted her hand to slap him. The rage mixed with arousal made her body tremble but before she could slap him, Ted grabbed on her wrist, stronger than before, preventing her manicured hand from landing on his cheek.
“Think about it.” He said, letting her hand fall. “Boss.” He added, leaving her outside.
Rebecca felt her whole body vibrating. She was mad, furious even and the fact she let him kiss her without any consequences made her feel even worse. She decided to take a walk towards her home, calling the driver long forgotten as she took a few steps through the Green.
******
Rebecca closed the door behind her, her back hitting the wooden surface as she closed her eyes for a moment. The breath she was holding escaped her mouth, letting her steady herself. After a moment she blinked fast, her house was clean, thanks to Mina, but tonight Rebecca regretted having a cleaner. She needed to do something, anything that will let her forget. Instead of that, her hand flies to her mouth, the feeling of Ted’s lips linger there like a scent of flowers in the air on the summer days. She hated it. Rebecca hated that one kiss made her feel like that: wanted, hot, bothered and for a split second her lips curved in a smile at the memory of his tongue slipping softly into her mouth.
She shook her head as if it would let her forget about the kiss, about Ted’s touch and the wetness that pooled into her knickers at the feeling of his mouth. Rebecca walked towards her bedroom, quickly peeling herself from the dress she wore, before slipping into something more comfortable. She put her sweatpants and sweater before climbing on her bed. Rebecca opened her laptop, wanting to catch up with work but most important keep her mind occupied as the memory came back to her over and over. She knew it will hunt her, it was just a kiss but carried more arousal and desire than any other before. Rebecca shut her laptop and tossed it on the side. She bit her lip, her fingers wandered to her nipples, hard and firm, pebbled through the material of her sweater. She slipped further into the mattress before glancing at the bedside table and her favorite, and lately very frequently used drawer. Rebecca let out a breath, opened it swiftly and got out her toy. The bright pink vibrator. She pushed her sweatpants down, before switching the toy on, the sound of vibration filling the room. Rebecca bit her lip harder, teasing herself with the vibration, the memory of Ted’s lips on hers made her want his mouth all over her. She moved her hips searching for the friction when she pushed the toy further but the orgasm didn’t come. Rebecca groaned loudly, switching off the vibrator. She was mad, furious even at the fact Ted ruined her fun, her need with just one kiss and idea how good he would make her feel.
Rebecca shouted, her voice echoed in her bedroom when suddenly she sat on the bed. She looked around, trying to find her phone when she glanced at it. It was one am, but she needed it, even if it will be just one time and Ted will mock her forever, Rebecca needed good fuck and she knew where to find it.
She quickly pulled her sweatpants on and found her shoes. There was no time to find something sexy, it was just a quick fuck after all. She closed her door with a bang of her door before her feet led her towards his house. Rebecca wasn’t sure about weather or not it was a good idea, but she was sure of one thing, if Ted Lasso kiss like that, he definitely know how to fuck.
******
It wasn’t easy for her. For being vulnerable like that. Being with Rupert teaches her to always be ready to attack, always keeping herself on her toes and when Rebecca was standing in front of Ted’s door, she wasn’t as brave as before. She lifted her hand, ready to knock and get over with the easy part to come to the hard one, no pun. She bit her lip and knocked softly, hoping that maybe Ted will be the one who will ruin her plan but before she could leave and pretend it didn’t happen, the door opened.
Ted was rubbing on his eyes, his hair a mess, wearing a worn shirt and boxers and suddenly the tight feeling in Rebecca’s abdomen came back with full force. She wanted his mouth on her, his hands gripping on her flesh when he will pound into her like it would not be tomorrow. And it won’t be, if someone will find out she is here, almost begging the Coach of her team to fuck her until she won’t be able to walk.
"Boss?" His sleepy voice brought her back from her thoughts. "How can I help you?" He teased me.
"You fucking know how." Rebecca answered.
"But there are some rules. Are you in?"
"I wish I would be." He smirked.
Rebecca couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She knew it will be tricky, dangerous even but the urge to be fucked by Ted was way more interesting than being alone in her bedroom with sex toy that didn’t let her come. She let out a breath, before passing Ted by the door. Rebecca could feel his gaze on her and regret instantly that she wore casual clothes instead of the sexy red dress she stored in her closet. It was too late now, not only for the dress, but most important for coming back to resist Ted Lasso. All she wanted was his cock deep inside of her, but before that they needed some rules. Don’t they?