Love TKO

The next morning at about ten AM, Jake got out of bed. He turned and saw Rea still snoozing, and thought that she looked very beautiful. He changed into some clothes and kissed her on the forehead. Jake then left the house and began jogging to the Civic Center. When he arrived, he was escorted into a car. The limo took him across town to Dana White's office building.

Once inside, he sat down with the man himself.
"It's good to see you, Jake. I can't tell you how proud I am to be able to offer you this UFC contract for the year 2012. I just need you to read over it and sign it if you agree with everything on it. If you'd like to negotiate a point, just let me know and we'll handle it to the best of our ability."
Brandon took the contract and read over it.

For being awarded this contract, he would receive a twenty-five thousand dollar signing bonus. He read over every point, especially the small print. The biggest concern was how much of his profits the UFC would take a cut of. Their cut was fair, but he negotiated it down just a little bit. After everything was to his satisfaction, Jake signed the contract and handed it back to Dana.
"Welcome to the UFC, Jake," he said with a smile while extending his hand.

Jake shook the extended hand.
"So, who's my opponent for my debut fight?"
"We'll get to that in two weeks. For now, you need to get down to the Boot Camp gym and meet your trainer, William Schmidt. You'll be required to stay with Boot Camp for the duration of your first year, but after that, you can choose your own camp. After you've met with Schmidt, you'll meet with Joe Silva, out matchmaker, who will help you decide your first opponent."

Jake stood up.
"Thank you so much, Mr. White. I can't tell you how much this means to me."
"Hey, you earned it fair and square, kid. Now it's up to you to pull your weight."
Jake left the room and directed the driver to take him to the Boot Camp gym.

When Rea woke he was no where to be seen, and she assumed that he was just at work. What was she to do all day, did he still want her to go? She stood up and pulled his shirt on that was laying beside the bed. It was better than being naked, and fit her like a dress. Her next idea was to go down to the kitchen, and make something to eat for herself, and hopefully find something that she could make for him for when he arrived home.

The limo parked in front of the Boot Camp gym. When Jake stepped out and went inside, he was greeted by Schmidt. They went over a workout plan, and he was given a number to arrange a meeting with Joe Silva. The limo then took him home. When he stepped inside, he saw Rea in one of his shirts and cooking something.
"You look gorgeous, babe."

She turned around at the sound of his voice and skipped over to him, throwing her arms and herself at him. "I missed you!" Rea wasn't really sure why she had missed him so badly, but seeing him there had made her realize just how much she actually had.

Jake bent his knees and extended his arms to catch Rea. When she jumped into his arms, he held her with her legs curled around his back. He gently kissed her on the lips.
"I missed you, too, babe."
He then put her down and hugged her.
"So, what's for breakfast?"

She had forgotten about the food and quick went back to the stove, grabbing the pan of eggs that were now black. "Uhm, burnt eggs." Her face turned bright red when she showed him the pan.

Jake took the eggs and dumped them in the trash.
"That's okay. I can grab something later."
He went into another room, where his home workout center was. After changing into some shorts, he began practicing strikes on a heavy bag. He was focusing on his punches, as he wanted to increase his punch strength before he got in the cage with some of the best fighters in the world.

She sighed and followed him into his workout room, sitting on the floor near where he was and watching in amazement. No wonder he was able to take down the man who had been pimping her out so easily, he was an incredible fighter.

After landing a jumping spin kick that sent the bag flying, he walked over to Rea.
"Don't sweat it about the eggs. You were honest with me about your cooking skills. I didn't expect Emeril Lugassi."
He helped her up and put his arms around her.
"That was a nice workout, but do you want to give me a different kind of workout?"

She was going to ask him who the guy he just mentioned was, but was cut off by her lips pressing up against his. At least he didn't care that she couldn't cook worth a shit.

Jake kissed her back. His hand moved down her back and cupped her heart-shaped ass. He looked at the bench press area.
"You think we could have sex on that?"

She moaned as he cupped her ass and looked over at the bench press. "It might be fun to try." Her hand went down and gently squeezed his cock through his jeans before she led him over to it, sitting on the bench press seat.

Jake helped her out of his shirt, so that she was completely naked again. He licked and suckled her breasts as he gently laid her down. He then undid his belt and let his pants drop. After lowering his boxers, he stood over the bench and gently inserted himself inside her. After some gradual warm-ups, he went regular speed. He kissed her while he did it.

She arched her back as her breasts were licked, and when he finally pushed himself inside of her Rea pulled her as close to her as he could be, giving him a kiss fueled by passion and need. She couldn't remember the last time that she felt like this about anyone.

Jake continued to service Rea until he was close to his climax. When he was almost there, he quickly stuck it in her mouth to blow his load. He didn't want to force her to have to take a shower, and he didn't want to get her pregnant.
"I'm sorry if I was a little rough. You only have seconds to decide where the orgasm's gonna go."
He gently rubbed and began to suckle her huge breasts again.

She didn't mind how quickly he shoved himself in her mouth, she was rather used to it. She swallowed the cum that he shot into her mouth and laid back against the bench as he began to suck her breasts again, soft moans escaping her lips.

Jake could not stop his sexual enjoyment of her breasts. They were the biggest that he had ever had, and they made him happy. When he was done enjoying them, he helped her back into her shirt.
He sat down on the bench and kissed her.
"I love you so much. Please don't ever leave me."

She smiled and kissed him back once the shirt was on and over her head. "I think I love you to." Saying that to him was a big step for her, something that she had never said to anyone, and it caused her to reach out and hug him tightly.

Jake held her close.
"That means a lot to me."
He looked her in the eyes.
"You want to go upstairs? No sex, just snuggling."
He kissed her forehead.

She nodded, kissing his cheek. "Snuggling sounds good." She stood up and wrapped her arms around him, fingers entwining with his.

Jake walked with her up the stairs. When they were in the bed, he held her close.
"How did such a sweet girl like you get into the business of prostitution?"
He kissed her cheek and waited for an answer.

She sighed, but knew that these questions were bound to come up sometime. "Well, I was homeless and hungry. Met the wonderful guy that you beat up, and he got me a place to live, food and some drugs," she told him, nestling in closer. She still couldn't believe that her past life didn't bother him.

He listened with interest.
"How did you become homeless? And why did you get involved with a guy like that? Even a blind man could see that he was trouble."

"Well I just lost my job, couldn't pay rent. And yes I knew he was trouble, but I was desperate," she told him, looking away due to embarrassment.

Jake nodded. He knew what it was like to be desperate. Clawing your way through two-bit pit fights that stank of alcohol and B.O. just to pay your month's rent was about as desperate as he had ever been. Once he got accepted into the WFA, he could afford a decent house, which he was still living in. With the money he'd make in the UFC, he might be able to move into an even better house. Having been forced into the seedier life himself, he was not about to judge Rea for her choices.