Player’s Trickbook Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – Fuck and Chuck

Please read previous chapters 1 & 2
Chapter 1 – http://stories.xnxx.com/story/38648/Players_Trickbook
Chapter 2 – http://stories.xnxx.com/story/38689/Player%27s_Trick_Book_Chapter_2.

Victoria picked up her phone disappointed to see no text, emails or calls from Jeremy. She was not heartbroken per say, but she did feel it in her gut. She wasn’t in love and she knew it, but she could not bring herself to not focus on this man. She needed to hear from him, she wanted to know that she was at least some one to him. It had only been a week since their encounter, but she just could not bear the silence any more. Before conscious reasoning came to play the call was dialing.

She looked in the mirror fixing her hair and straightened her shirt until she realized she was just making a phone call. She made a dumb face at herself as her cheeks turned red from her dumb move, even though she knew everyone had those moments. “Please pick up, please pick up… Ple-“

“Hello Vic how are you?” Jeremy smiled as he had heard her little pleas, but decided to keep it to himself. He knew she would flip her mind into circles trying to figure out if he heard her or not
“Umm yea hey! I’m good! Just haven’t heard from you and I..” She almost said missed me but didn’t want to seem desperate. “Just wanted to see if your still alive!.” SO STUPID!! She thought
“We’ll seeing your name in my caller I.D. made my pulse pick up a little bit for sure sweetheart.” He laughed out. He smiled cheesily even though he knew she couldn’t hear him. Smile when making a phone conversation and it comes through your words he thought to himself. “I want to get together again soon, whens the next time your available?”

“Well I’m free tonight if you’re not doing anything..” She said suddenly not as confident feeling as she was when he picked up the phone. She cursed herself for making this awkward call. “I mean if you want I can come over and watch a movie.. or some other time.. or I don’t know what ever you feel.”

“Well babes I’m busy the next couple nights, but I’m open Thursday night. I’ll give you a call when I’m ready.” He said cooly. “By the way, our little carnal adventure the other night was extremely… pleasant for lack of better words. But I’d like our next date to be about us getting to know each other, I look forward to finding all about Victoria!”

“Oh well that sounds fine. Quite fun actually I want to get to know the inner Jeremy as well!”
Jeremy pressed the mute button on his phone, and released it creating a second of silence.

“Hey I’m get-“ He pressed the button on and off again. “other call, talk to –“ press “-er babes” Click

She sighed out loud and wished the conversation went longer. She wished she didn’t sound so young and childish in that call. At least he wants to see her and get to know her, he cheeks blushed at the thought of such a prized man taking interest in her.

“Gentlemen, meet Victoria! Desperate for my voice, desperate to see me again, and I set the date, left her hanging and hung up on her because I’m a busy man. ” He exclaimed to the men in his lecture. He was spending the day teaching a group of 20 men his rules on dating and life. At a $1000 bucks a pop for 2 weeks of lessons, he could not let this opportunity go. “I met her at a bar sometime a week ago. Sitting at the bar her friend had a suitor already wooing her. This lovely little gem had the dorky wing man occupying her time. Obviously a dud, she was not in to him. All he did was comment on her good looks. She is beautiful, whether she admits it or not, whether she is self-infatuated or self-loathing, every guy comes along and lets her know she’s a good looking woman. YOU. DO. NOT.” He emphasized his words by pointing a finger in to the crowd with each word. “She’s wrapped around my finger, and right now she was wishing she had more time to talk with me, wondering who it was calling me and what I’m doing right now. She also thinks I’m in to her for her and want to get to know her. Why? Because that is what I told her and set in her mind before I switched the subject and etched that thought in to her mind. I had control of the conversation before I picked up. I let it ring, I answered when I felt so, told her I wanted to see her, told her I wanted to see her, shot down her first offer of when to see me, told her when I wanted to see her and finally, I ended the conversation because my life is important and not to be tied up by just one person.”
“I picked her up by following my own method of seduction. My own rulebook of getting to past her guard, under her radar and into her heart and down to her panties…. And back up to her mouth.” He said with a wink. “Gentleman this can be yours. But first before you go in to the bar and hit on every woman you see with the weak shit the guy next to you used before you, STUDY YOUR PREY.”

“Her choice of drink, the color scheme of her outfit, the designer of her outfit, the way she did her hair. Hell even the way she is sitting. If you see it, you can bullshit it. IF YOU SEE IT…. YOU CAN BULLSHIT IT.” HE walked with a slow gait, back and forth in front of these men. He was master motivational speaker, an expert salesman and a champion of improve. His every move practiced and refined. He kept the audience on the edge of the chair everytime. He had students from all over come for his teachings. His actual name never on the event, just a nick name, Eros.