1. Rachel's Dare - Part 3


    Date: 1/21/2017, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: staceyshackleton, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    settled in to watch the final, evening-defining quarter. Sixteen points down, and with the Patriots hot on attack, I now resigned myself to having lost yet again. The Patriots Quarterback caught the snap, and seemed set to throw to one of his receivers, who'd run into the end zone unmarked. As he brought his arm back, almost as if to hammer in the final nail into my coffin, a Bears defender suddenly materialised out of nowhere and tackled the Quarterback in mid-throw. Jarred from his hands, the ball went lose, and my eyes went wide as I saw a second Bears player also come out of nowhere to pick up the ball. The play then degenerated into a chaotic scramble, before a Bears player surprisingly found himself in the clear with a sprint ahead of him. I banged the table, with my fist, urging him to run, run, run as fast as he could. As he madly sprinted towards the end zone, I realised that this time, this blessed time, the Patriots weren't going to catch him. I could feel the temperature in the sports bar drop a few degrees as the Bears player coasted into end zone, and the graphics flashed up the replay of the touchdown. Down by ten, but with a kick still to come. Did I dare believe in miracles? I sat transfixed for the next few minutes, even managing to forget that I was dressed as my favourite super-heroine in a crowd of strange men. The Bears had themselves undergone some magical transformation. Gone was the rabble of the third quarter. Here instead was a team fighting for ...
    survival, and for the honour of at least one of their fans. The Bears pushed hard into Patriots territory, restricting their opposition to only a couple of modest drives, before a fake by the Quarterback gave our Running Back a perfect opportunity to tear down field, slipping through tackles, and stunning the home crowd with yet another touchdown. I jumped to my feet, wobbling slightly in the heels, and cheered. The reality of my current predicament flooding back to me as I realised I was the only one making any noise. The mood in the bar was beginning to dampen significantly as the Bears kicked the extra point and brought the deficit back to two. I looked at Rachel, and saw it in her face too. The Bears were roaring back into contention, and I had mad recollections of the time they chased down the same deficit to pull off a similar heist. I could tell Rachel was having the same flashback. The faintest hints of fear and anticipation were now etched on her features, and the teasing had stopped as she solemnly watched the proceeding kick off. There were only two minutes left now. The Patriots had rallied to make a good drive, and when the Bears received the ball, it was deep into their own territory again. As the Patriots defensive line dug in, the first two downs were entirely unproductive, and the crowd began to pick up again as they sensed they'd hold on for a dramatic victory. My heart was in my mouth, and I could see Rachel clench her fist. I wondered who she was cheering for ...
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