Gemma Faraday's Beach Interview

[Highfly]

Benny put a hand on Gemma's shoulder and stood up. "On behalf of the high flying femme and bodyslammer of big blubbery retro wrestlers Gemma Faraday I would like to thank you all for coming and partaking in this post double-victory interview!" Benny said with a smile as nodded to everyone. As they filed out he looked down at Gemma.

"Are ya all right? I know two nasty subjects in a row came up and all that." Benny said. "If ya like we can go hang out on the beach, this stretch here is quiet and sorta isolated so its pretty private." Benny offered figuring that after the wrestling and interview that Gemma could maybe use a bit of a breather. "If ya need to vent I am pretty good for that sort of thing too."

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma kept a sweet smile plastered on her face as Benny brought the interview to an end. The press started collecting their things, and Gemma tried not to imagine what the unflattering clickbait headlines were going to be if she googled herself tonight. Whatever, she told herself. Gemma had managed to rack up two wins to her name in one day, she wasn’t going to let some crappy “WrassleNewz” muckraking spoil that for her …

“Y’know what?” Gemma said, leaning back as Benny suggested the beach. “Why don’t we do that? Sounds kinda nice, and I could use the chance to stretch my legs. Besides, what else am I gonna do in a bikini like this, curl up at the hotel and pig out? Let’s hit the sand!”

[Highfly]

"All right sounds good." Benny said as the crowd cleared and he picked up a cooler that he had under the table, ready to head off to the quieter end of the beach which thankfully was not far.

"So are ya all right? Bravado aside those big girls looked like they hit pretty hard. You aren't too sore from the hits or from lifting them so much are ya?" Benny asked with a grin as they walked reaching the spot.

Benny finally peeled off his business oriented attire and had a plain white t-shirt in underneath. He also took his dress pants off happy to let his legs breathe as he had swim trunks on underneath. In stark contrast to Gemma he did not show anywhere near as much skin as her or as much as most male wreslters showed in the ring. He doubted she would be impressed with what he called a slightly toned up dad body.

"Relaxing will be good for ya. Enjoy the win and worry about focusing on whoever ya wrestle next tomorrow. Want a drink?" Benny asked as he opened the cooler taking out a water and a wheat ale for himself.

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma was all smiles and waves for the departing fans and press, but there was no denying how relieved she felt that they were leaving. Gemma had never really been one for promos, as much as they were vital to the business. After all, Gemma could slam all the big girls she wanted, or pull off the most amazing athletic feats in the ring, but what did it matter if she couldn’t get the fans to show up and watch her?

“I’ll be honest with yeh,” Gemma said, smiling as Benny asked her about aches and pains, “I’m probably not going to be feelin’ that so much until tomorrow morning. I’ll be sure to have a good cool down before tuckin’ in, but I can tell yeh, I will be feelin’ it!” Turning, Gemma covered her mouth to stifle a little squeak as she saw Benny slip off his slacks … only to giggle at herself when she saw the swim trunks he was wearing beneath. Rolling her eyes, Gemma stepped up and joined him for their walk on the beach.

“You know, Benny, that is downright wise of yeh,” Gemma said with a grin. “And I would fancy a drink! You, ah, think you could cover me, though? Hate to ask, but as I think you can guess, I don’t exactly have anywhere to stash my purse, in this outfit …” Gemma stood tall, arching her back a tiny bit, pulling herself lean as she showed off the skimpy, leave-nothing-to-the-imagination bikini that she’d been wearing this whole interview. Her toned curves on full display, skin still glistening with oil and sweat, Gemma looked ready for the beach, but maybe not so ready for the bill.

[Highfly]

Benny blushed a bit as he looked Gemma over. Her body type was the epitome of fit and curvy in the right spots. Her accent was also really getting him going. He could listen to her all day.

"I can get ya something for sure, you worked hard and the bodyslamming blonde battle babe of the day doesn't have to worry about reimbursement. The better you do the better we both do." Benny said with a wink. "What would ya like?" He asked ready to get her whatever she wished. He also hoped that he could play off the reddening of his face as the sun getting to him. "Oh! Sunscreen. I have a bunch so if ya need it help youself." Benny said motioning to his backpack next to his cooler.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Fantastic,” Gemma giggled, at Benny’s compliments. “Well, I could do for something fruity … banana daquiri? That sounds just perf, right now! Thank yeh, Benny, her a legend!” Gemma bent over, stretching her legs and arching her round bottom into the air as she rummaged through the backpack and found the sunscreen.

“Ah! Ta, Benny!” Gemma squirted some of the thick white sunscreen into her hand and started applying. She did her arms and shoulders quickly, but she had a lot of area to cover. Placing the bottle down with a big dollop in her hand, Gemma lathered it across her ample, barely-covered chest. She slowly worked her hands around her ample curves, kneading and rubbing her flesh to work the sunscreen in. Around her, several men and women immediately dropped what they were doing to blatantly gawk. Gemma lifted her breasts, rubbing the sunscreen into the underside, before rubbing her hands down her body to get her abs.

“Don’t be long with that drink, Benny,” Gemma called out, “I’m going to need some help with me backside, in a moment!”

[Highfly]

Benny was getting the drink when he heard Gemma and he did his best to hurry back without looking like he was hurrying back. "Here ya go Gemma!" Benny said, his excitement shining through as he arrived. He took a deep breath and grabbed his own drink from the cooler. He would need that to settle himself a bit.

"Okay so I can help ya with whatever you can't get." Benny said having collected himself. "So who does the beautiful blonde beach wrestling queen want to face next up on her tour to take LAW by storm? There are a lot of available wrestlers coming up for the next show in a couple days." Benny said as he sat down next to Gemma and couldn't help but catch himself looking her over. Did she really not realize how incredibly attractive she was or did she know exactly what she was doing?

[Luncha_Libre]

Gemma was caressing her legs as Benny came back with the drinks. Gemma grinned at his enthusiasm, trying to suppress a giggle. She didn’t want him to feel self-conscious, it was honestly pretty sweet how hard he was trying to make sure she could relax after two grueling matches back to back.

“Ahh, perf, Benny!” Gemma said, gratefully taking her drink and taking a big sip through the straw. “Just lovely, thanks! So yeah, if you wouldn’t mind, you know … A little help with the sunscreen? I’m British, the sun is my natural enemy an’ all that …”

Gemma placed her drink down on a nearby table and turned to a beach chair. The lithe but shapely high-flyer laid down across the chair, belly down, and turned up her backside toward the manager. Gemma shifted as she thought about Benny’s question, the custom-tailored thong she was wearing just digging slightly between her toned cheeks as she got comfortable.

“Good question …” Gemma said, thoughtfully with a finger on her chin. “Hmm … Perhaps you could toss me some names? I’m in the mood to mix it up a bit, I could really go for a different kind of contest, if we could arrange it …”

[Highfly]

Benny began rubbing Gemma's back where she couldn't reach looking to make sure not to miss a spot. "I understand, I am pretty pale too so I get it." Benny said with a laugh. He rubbed the oil in and began massaging her back as he did, he would do the same to the back of her legs and anywhere else she wasn't able to reach, hoping that he wasn't overstepping boundaries or anything as he did his work.

"Different? So maybe facing off against a guy?" Benny said trying not to sound deflated. "I mean it makes sense, a fit lady and a buff dude in a ring rubbing up against each other and all that. I won't stick ya with some pudgy opponent or anything." Benny said. Why wouldn't a wrestler be attracted to another wrestler? If a female wrestler was super fit and single where better to find someone else than in a ring or gym where all the guys were built like Greek statues too? After a moment of ego deflation Benny began to go through a list of names. "Well... there is Daniel Haines. He is 5'10'' 227lbs and the nephew of your friendly rival amazon. He is 3-2-0 in the ring right now, having just been given more matches after primarily being a strength trainer at the LAW gym." Benny said handing his tablet over to Gemma so she could see her built speed clad potential opponent in his ring attire and in a few video clips of his matches.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Mmmhmm, thanks, Benny …” Gemma purred with a smile, enjoying the brief massage. “Make sure you get some on, too!” Gemma settled into the beach chair, her bum giving a little, contented wiggle as she did so. The Air Raid Siren smiled ear to ear and sipped eagerly at her drink again. There were much worse ways to recuperate after a match, she thought to herself.

“Hmm, I mean, I can’t say I’ve stepped into the world of mixed wrestling all that often, n’all …” Gemma said, thoughtfully. “I mean, there were the Bombshell matches against King, but the less about that, the better, n’all …” Gemma shuddered at the memory. “But hey, now, don’t be writing off those pudgy fellas, they can be as dangerous as the pudgy gals!

“Danny Haines, tho?” Gemma looked thoughtful, tapping her chin with a finger. “Where’ve I heard that name, before …” The Siren then turned her attention to the match clips, seeing what the prospect had to offer as an opponent. Her eyebrow raised, and she took another drink. “Kay … I can see the potential for a bit of a donnybrook, there. But whoo, y’don’t think I’d be bitin’ off a bit more’n I can chew, do yeh?”