Ashley Cole’s Women: Ann Corbitt Tells Of Smoking, Sex And Being Clueless In Seattle

CHERLY Cole and ASHLEY Cole’s Women (alleged): You’ve met Aimee Walton, Sonia Wild, Brooke Healy, spotted Vicki Gough at a NADS meeting – now get to know Ann Corbitt.

Having introduced La Corbitt as a kiss-n’-tell lady “about as different to a trashy British glamour girl as you can get”, we meet her in the papers.

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The bad news for Ann Corbitt is that’s she is neither “pretty” nor a “stunna”. She is merely “American” and a “local government worker”. In tabloidese, this is damning. Ann tells us that Ashley called her:

“When he rang me and cried I asked him, ‘What’s wrong with you? Why do you cheat? Why did you have sex with me behind your wife’s back?’

“But he just replied that he didn’t know. He admitted he’d cheated on her before and been exposed in the press. He was most vehement that I was the first person he’d cheated with. . . since the last time he got caught! I think he’s got a problem.”

Just like Aimee Walton, Ann Corbitt is here to help. She claims the shag occurred in Seattle last summer, when loyal family man John Terry’s Chelsea Blues were on a tour of the USA. Says Ann:

“All in all, the sex lasted three or four hours. I was very taken aback by how intimate he was and how needy he was.”

And taken a-front, a-sideways and a-top of the chest of drawers with one leg on the light bulb and a foot making mental notes, allegedly?

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“It was like having sex with a boyfriend, someone who loves you. Ashley took my clothes off and was incredibly attentive. He was a creative and adventurous lover. At the end he was satisfied and so was I. He was aiming to please, not just out to satisfy himself.”

Ashley Cole is not cheating, allegedly – Ashley Cole is spreading the love. You can only hope John Terry is reading this – Alicia Duvall’s claim of sex in the 4×4 with JT in his shoes and socks has tinted windows but lacks soft focus. Ann Corbitt goes on to tell us about the alleged courtship in Seattle’s Four Seasons Hotel:

“Ashley was small and slight like a little bird, but he was very polite and seemed fun.”

Damning stuff:

“The whole time we were talking he was slumped down in his seat, wearing jogging pants and looking totally out of place in the grand surroundings of the hotel. I really didn’t pay him much attention.”

And then you shagged him?

“When he started a conversation about being famous and claiming he was ‘hounded by the press’ I remember thinking, ‘You’re no Brad Pitt!’ I told him straight, ‘Oh, come on! If you’re going to be famous, you’ve got to court the press!’ And with that we started sparring back and forth.”

Do you want to be famous, Ann Corbitt? Or is this a message to Cheryl Cole, the sisterhood at work.

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On the way home with her friends Ann discovered just HOW keen Ashley was on her. “The guy in our group was texting back and forth to someone and giggling like a girl,” she said.

So a chap in Ann’s group head Ashley’s mobile number?

“When I asked who he was messaging, he replied, ‘Ash.’ Then he showed me a photo Ashley had sent him to show me. It was a picture he’d taken of himself wearing a disgusting pair of tiny whities – briefs.”

The pulling pants? The ‘Real Madrid” knickers that were seen by Sonia Wild, having been sent to her a friend of a friend of Cole’s on his old mobile phone? Is this man on whose phone the picture now features the missing link? What’s his name, Ann? Cheryl needs to know.

“He looked really skinny and was smoking a cigarette. I thought it was really gross. Just nasty.”

Then you shagged him? Well, no. Ann sends back a text message. And then the timeline becomes a little cloudy:

“When Ashley texted back asking us to come back to the hotel my friend immediately sensed something wasn’t quite right and said, ‘Hell, no!’ I was happy to go home.” Next day Chelsea beat the local side 2-0 and in the evening Cole was out with the other players. Ann met them at the Amber lounge bar and Cole made a beeline for her.

There are only two bars in Seattle: the hotel bar and the Amber bar. It was fate.

The party eventually moved to The War Room club where Ashley and Ann continued to get close. She said: “Ashley wanted me to sit next to him, hold hands and sit on his lap. At one point someone spilled beer on the floor and it splashed up with all the dirt on to my leg. Ashley immediately grabbed it and licked the mess off. That really grossed me out.”

Then you kissed him and shagged him? Well, no. First Chelsea FC had to, as it seems, allow the shagging:

“Ashley immediately started begging me to return to the hotel with him. He said despite the curfew he was still allowed guests in his room… But he begged so much I eventually agreed to go with him, along with our friends. But when we got outside, there was no room in the Chelsea van because some really trashy-looking blondes had already climbed inside. I’d no idea where they appeared from.”

The wives who appeared as if by magic at the end of the evening?

“I said something snotty and joked they were taking our seats and, quick as a flash, Ashley kicked them out! Back in his suite he immediately lit up a cigarette and started chain-smoking. I was shocked that he was a sports star and smoking so heavily. There was an ashtray full of butts and the room was really messy and smoky.”

So you shagged him?

“When I raised the issue of a condom Ashley acted like he was really shocked. He told me he couldn’t believe I’d asked. He said having a condom would suggest he was banking on sex.

“So we carried on like that for a bit, him trying it on and me stopping him. But, in the end, we did have unprotected sex. It’s the only thing about the evening that I’m ashamed about.”

Then:

“Next morning I was up first and immediately felt awkward. But Ashley was just the same as the previous night and wanted to fool around. So we had sex again.”

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Then she went home and go on the internet. No, she did not use the internet when she first met him, was introduced to him by mutal friends, experienced the “spark” and when he told her that he was famous. Ann Corbitt used the web only after she shagged him – twice.