We finished at the bar and Shawna suggested that we go to her place and play some cards, have another drink or two before we called it a night. It was...a good hour ride from the bar to Shawnas house. I was getting tired and thought more than once about turning around and going back to the house and just climbing into the bed. But I had second thoughts the girls had been fun, and I was interested in getting to know Melody if she would at least speak. We pulled into the drive, Shawna, had a small. After the first stroke…his cock covered with lube…I relaxed completely and just enjoyed a great fucking! We adjusted our positions a little, he seemed to get even harder and really gave me a good pounding for a while. I kept squealing, he fucked away like a monster, lube ran down my legs cock and balls making a mess on the couch after a while – then – all too soon; James moaned that he was about to cum. Boy did he cum! After a few more good thrusts he slammed in all the way and his cock started. She waded through the weekend in a sort of fog meandering from room to room doing mindless tasks. Monday dawned bright and clear and Amethyst made her way to the office with a heavy heart. She couldn’t bear to see him, but knew she must if only to work her two weeks notice. She had typed her resignation letter and was staring at it in her outbox when he walked in. ‘Damien,’ she greeted, giving him a cursory glance before dragging her eyes away from his imposing figure. He looked so good. Once the season started, if a play came in from the sidelines that his Quarterback vehemently opposed, as long as the spare time out was available, he was to use it and make his case. It was how they learned each others game. By the middle of the season it was hoped that the field generals used the eyes and instincts of the coaches sideline observations to shape their play calling. At the end of each offensive and defensive set Winslow and the appropriate coach would want to hear what happened.