After some time Rahul left. We all had breakfast and went to get ready. After an hour we all got ready.Neenu was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and shor...s. I was shocked to see what mom was wearing a red single dress piece. It was like a churidar on top but below the waist, it’s like a skirt. It was short and was above her knees. Neenu’s shorts was a bit above the knees. Mom’s dress was shorter than that.Mom’s awesome thighs could be seen. Mom looked really sexy in that. Her fair skin and the red. The coaches are not back until practice. You do get down don’t you?”“Honestly. I never have, but I will. I mean I wont get too messed up will I?”“No youll be cool. Ill watch out for ya.”We walked outside and down the dirt path to the field house. It reeked of sweat and mildew. He took my hand and led me around back and then up a set of stairs to a solid metal door. When he got there he released my hand and took out keys from his pocket. “You have keys?”“Sure. I keep coach in weed and plus I’m. )Had it been one of those small, gentle urges she probably would never have awakened. Instead of being a tiny, "you-know-a-good-fuck-would-be-nice-right-now" kind of urge it was a "fuck-me-now-or-I-might-explode" craving. Needless to say, she was through sleeping for the night. She stretched out her arm, expecting the familiar warmth of his body next to hers in bed."Damn," she muttered under her breath. The Alaskan sun was glowing warmly through the window, but the clock next to the bed. “When do you want to eat this pussy ?” she asked.“Right now.” I said and reached out to slide my hand into her panties. Her pussy hair was soft and silky and quite thick. I slipped my finger between her pussy lips and could feel her wetness.“Oh, that’s nice” she cooed. “but I have to take the dogs home.”“Sure”, I said, “let’s go.” It was the middle of the afternoon, so none of the neighbors were home so I wouldn’t be seen going into her house and my wife would never know.We walked into her.