I didn't give a damn whether he was gay or not, but baseball players are, generally, a pretty conservative bunch, and there was a kind of pall in the ...lubhouse that was hard to put your finger on, but, all the same, it was there.One thing that didn't seem to be disrupted by the rumors was my hitting. I was relaxed at the plate and getting my hits without a lot of strain. Unfortunately, the club had stopped winning. We couldn't seem to pull together. When we scored runs, the pitchers lost their. I think she was married, but couldn’t find her husband as maybe he worked outside. I use to see her everyday not because I wanted to explore but just because of her assets. Wow they were great. She had all perfect curves. A body with maybe 34-26-36 body she looked perfect in any dress she wore. She use to come out in the morning at my time for her office and I always noticed her. The need to fuck her increased day by day.One day I got that chance. I was coming from my office when I saw her. She. There wasn’t really any guy left with any energy in them apart from those actually screwing one of the girls.“Bastard,” she said again but I could see she was enjoying it.“You want to sit on my cock?” I asked.“I thought you would never ask,” she agreed as she pushed down her knickers and pulled my tool clear of my shorts.She just slid straight down on my tool till she near squashed my balls. She did all the humping, I squeezed her tits, “You want to take the new girl to bed?”. Mom wassitting watching some programme on TV. On seeing me she said the flowerslooked pretty in my hair. I blushed and said Rahall had arranged them.She turned to Rahall and said, "Dear, don't start treating Preeti asyour wife if I said you look like a couple! I just said that for fun."he smiled carelessly.I then went to my bedroom and changed into a skirt top. I was verytired. I again went into the drawing room and saw they were stillsitting and chatting. On seeing me Rahall smiled and we.