A couple of the girls wore 'baby-doll' pajamas with matching panties, others had simple pajamas like the kind I favored, and a few even wore the type ...hat Wendy was stuck with. Most interesting was the way that some of the girls paired up.While Wendy and I were not quite ready to publicly declare our love, it was obvious by the way some of the girls sat on other's laps that there were some 'more than platonic' friendships in this team! Some were roommates of players who were not on the team. I was on the edge, soon I’d explod, releasing into my sweat pants. Barbara looked up at me with a sexy lustful smile on her face and grabbed the hem of my sweat pants. As I raised my bottom up off the couch ans she pulled them down, my hard cock sprung up and out of them, almost hitting Barbara in the face. She giggled as she reached down and cupped my balls and with her other hand guided my throbbing dick into her mouth. Barbaras was soon bobbing her head up and down rhythmically in my lap. I would much rather have been in my own home with my wife all to myself rather than having to share her with thirty or forty other people, especially since she had been gone almost a week. Arrington, Ari for short, was the Executive Assistant to Charles Wellington Byrns, President, CEO, and Chairman of the Board and major stockholder in one of the Midwest's largest corporations. Ari's job meant that she went where Charlie went and that was all over the place and often. I wasn't very happy about. As we got to the floor where our rooms were, she pushed open one of the double doors and let me carry the bags through. In the bar outside reception, all I could smell was the hint of cigarette smoke coming out of everyone's clothes. But now... as I walked past her, I could smell the sweet vanilla of her perfume. It was subtle and not so strong as to be sickly. There was something else that I could smell along with it, something that I liked but just didn't know what it was. We were almost.