Monica didn't need to be put on speaker when I called her later. We'd been able to watch the concert from the wings, and the band still had it. They put on an amazing show, and Carol, Brooke and I spent the show screaming along to the songs. We were so excited about the wins for the league, and it made everything even better.

So, when Brooke and I did call her, and told her about Gene wanting to talk to her, but that it seemed like she'd have her first owner, she flipped out. "I can't believe this! Holy shit! We have an owner! A famous owner!" Yeah, she was yelling so loud the speaker was unnecessary.

"Yes, you do! Do you have any other potential owners?" I asked. We were sitting in my bed back at my parents, house, though they were asleep by the time we got back after the concert. We'd changed into nothing but panties and tee shirts for sleeping and were both resting against the headboard until we calmed down enough to sleep. We had another long flight home the next day!

"We do actually. I have several that I'm meeting with, but none as exciting as Gene fucking Simmons!"

               "Yeah, it was a good trip." We'd made great progress on both the pitch and the league, and I was happy. "Oh! I should tell you that I told Gene the buy-in price was $1 million. I know we agreed to half of that, but he seemed so interested that I thought we could do that, and he agreed."

               The phone was silent for a minute before I heard a sniffle and realized that Monica was crying. "I'm not a very religious person but thank God you stumbled into our gym that day. We all owe you so much. I don't know how, but someday we're going to pay you back for all of this!"

               "Let's get the league off the ground before we worry about that!" I said as Brooke nudged me. I could tell she had a question, and I held my finger up to pause her.

               "Okay, okay, but I'm not forgetting about it!" Monica grumbled.

               "Well go get some work done, I know you have a stream tonight, and hopefully Gene will contact you soon!"

               "Aright. Safe travels tomorrow!"

               When I ended the call, Brooke immediately rolled to straddle me, and looked down on me with a frown on her face. "Did I understand her right, they haven't paid for any of the work you're doing for them?"

               "Yep, you're right. But we need the league to be viable for the Nike pitch to work."

               "No, no, no, no, no! I get that! But you're going way beyond what you need to do to make them viable. What else is going on?"

               I put my hands on her thighs, running them up to her hips before squeezing her waist and pulling her to me. "Brooke, do you remember when I told you that the San Fran office was my baby?" she nodded as she bit her lip, enjoying the feeling of us getting closer. "Well, the league is like my baby now too. I want to see them take off. Not to mention, when they do take off, they're going to need advertising too. All leagues do advertising, be it for an upcoming match, or merchandising, or a reality show, or anything else. With the work we've already done, who do you think they're going to ask to do that? I'm winning us a pitch that doesn't even exist yet."

               She just shook her head. "How have they not promoted you yet?"

               I just arched my eyebrow at her. "You know why."

               "Yeah, I'm sorry. That was stupid of me." She leaned down and gave me a soft kiss. "Maybe I'll just have to give you a bonus to make up for all of the crap that you've had to put up with!"

               I hummed happily at that. "Just what kind of bonus did you mind?"

               She leaned in for another kiss, this time letting her tongue slip into my mouth, and dance lightly with mine. When she pulled away, she had a sparkle in her eye. "Well, you do seem to like those French kisses, but I'd like to try an Australian kiss."

               Yeah, and now I was just confused! "What the hell is that?"

               Brooke smirked down at me, her hand sliding down my torso till she snuck it under the hem of my tee shirt. "It's just like that French kiss, but down under."

               I didn't know if I should laugh at her jest or be turned on by the prospect of her going down on me right now. Yeah, I take it back, there was only one good answer. "Well damn, I've always wanted to go to Australia." I could feel myself already feeling warm in between my legs in anticipation.

               She had my shirt off in a flash, and then groaned when she gazed down at my chest. "Every time I see those nipples I want them in my mouth," she whispered huskily.

               "Then what's stopping you? You can have me whenever you like." Hell, I preferred that! That was one of the benefits of being girlfriends.

               Brooke gave me a smirk, then dipped her head, engulfing my right nipple in her mouth with a happy hum. I sighed in pleasure myself, tangling my hand in her hair as she scooted her knees backwards until her belly was wedged in between my legs while her mouth continued its work.

               "Oh fuck! Brooke, that feels so good!" I moaned as I pressed my hips up into her, begging for more friction. Her tongue was working wonders on my nipple, and she had fingers playing with the other. But damn did I want more! "More! Please! Brooke, touch me!"

               "Mmmm, is someone needy tonight?" she asked while kissing her way down my belly.

               Hell, I wasn't afraid to admit that. We both got needy in times like this! "Yes, very! Please just lick me!"

               When she reached my panties, she hooked her fingers in them and started to pull them down. I quickly lifted my hips to help, and she settled down between my thighs. "Have I ever told you how fucking good you taste?" she asked as I felt her tongue make its way through my folds. Fuck, that was just what I needed!

               "No, but you've shown me!" Every time she could, she'd go down on me, and I loved it. Of course, I would gladly do the same for her, so I guess we both really loved the flavor of each other.

               She hummed happily as I ran my hands through her short hair, lightly dragging my nails along her scalp. Her tongue picked up its pace, lapping at me before she flicked it back and forth over my clit and making me moan in pleasure. She started sucking on my clit as I felt a finger slide deep within me, and I couldn't help but let out a whimper. She had me feeling so good, and I moved my hips up into her as she added a second finger to the one pumping into me.

               "Fuck! Fuck me, Brooke! Yes, just like that! Don't stop!" I cried out, moaning uncontrollably.

               She took a second to unlatch her mouth from my clit. "I got you baby. I'll bring you home!" she assured me in a throaty whisper, then immediately went back to lavishing my clit with more of her licks. Her fingers started to curl up into me and I felt somehow possessed as a long, low moan came from my chest and throat as though there was a ghost within me. Fuck, this felt so good!

               My hips started pumping up into her fingers as I felt pressure building within me. I knew I was so close, and I just needed a few more of those lovely licks to get me there. "Yes! Brooke, I'm there! Fuck! Don't stop!"

Thankfully, she didn't stop. Instead, she just kept doing what she was doing, knowing full well that it was working for me and drove me right over the edge. The building heat seemed to explode within me, with my whole body seizing, other than my legs which were trembling uncontrollably. If she'd done this to me when I was on the video call before, the other meeting participants would have called 911 to help me with the seizure they would have thought I was having.

               It took a bit for me to calm down, and she was gently kissing and licking around my mound the entire time. I reached down, stroking her cheek gently as she looked up at me with a happy smile. "Thank you, babe, that felt so good!"

               "No way, that was my pleasure. I'd do that every day if I could!" she crawled up my body kissing me deeply and letting me taste myself on her lips and tongue.

               "Well then I better return the favor, so you know what I'll do every day!"

               "I don't think I could ever turn that down!" Brooke said with a giggle.

               "Good! Then climb aboard and ride my face. I wanna taste you too!"