And as expected, she blushed and I held her hand and asked her to sit with me and have a drink and she agreed but I was going to get her a drink and s...e requested a glass of whiskey. I was being a gentleman and she loved it that even though she was paid to serve me, here I was serving her. I guessed it made her feel special. When I came with the glass of champagne, the guys were very loud in saying “yea Tom, have all the fun you want with her cause she is all yours”. I smiled and sat down next. If I even tried to resist he would overpower me and have his way. He asked me to keep mum or else he will end his relationship with Reshma and blame me for it.I kept quiet, not because of Reshma but I enjoyed whatever he did. My silence encouraged him more. He soon started caressing my breast, spanking my ass. He started calling me his slut, his keep, and his mistress. By that time I had started enjoying it and did whatever he said.I went to meet him whenever he called. I did everything he. "Besides which, that means I can get you out on the field with the damn uniform on. Jeez. You nearly gave me a heart attack when you slid on Friday. I hope nobody else on this team goes through The Program." I doubt you can count on that," I grinned. "Some of us are kind of waiting for the day when Ed's number comes up." Oh, geez, that's all I need," Coach groaned. "Get him naked, and he'll be taking time outs to go try to fuck every girl sitting on the third-base line." Then he blushed. "Scuse. I quivered all over with my first earth shattering orgasm, and flooded his face with so much nectar, it dripped off his chin. He began slurping like a hungry puppy lapping at a bowl of milk until he cleaned up ever drop.With a devilish grin he asked, “Ever been fisted honey?”My eyes lit up, and my body quivered with anticipation. “Yes, and I love it!” I handed him some lube and watched eagerly as he greased up his hand and wrist. I spread my legs wide and licked my lips.He knelt between my.