His main aim was to pleasure me and in turn he taught me what pleasure I could get from giving it to him. I discovered the finer detail of all aspects...of sex with him and the longer it continued, the more I wanted to find out. After several years of an intermittent affair (he had his wife and I had other boyfriends but we would always get together when we could), we were talking on the phone one night and he asked me what my biggest fantasy was. Slightly embarrassed I whispered that more than. I think they wanted to give their little pussies a good scrub to wipe away any traces of use over the past six months.Except for Jenny and Hannah, the wives had kept their distance from Kevin and I during the game. We were quickly becoming skeletons, buried in old locked boxes deep in the bottom of closets. No flirting, no subtle touching, just who's next at bat, cheers for a good double, and a good swat at the plate.Kevin leaned over to me during the fourth inning and asked, "What gives?". "Take her out, get her cleaned up so we can see what we've got, buy her some decent clothes and show her around. Get her back here by six. OK?" She gave me a wad of fifty-dollar bills."Yes'm," I said with a smile, and I took the girl's hand and hurried her down the stairs and out to my car. "Buckle up," I said, thinking what I should do first, which was probably bonk her. But she smelled almost as bad as she looked.I took her to the only full-scale spa in town, ignored her whining, hustled her. They walk across the shop to the stall where Ashley's 350Z is parked. As they approach the car, Robert turns to Ashley. "So what makes you think that I should let you drive this beauty home before you pay?" he questions her and leans against the car. "Please, I'll do anything. I didn’t know my card would decline and I am sorry but I really need to have it back tonight." she says softly, a tear rolling down her cheek. Without warning, Robert reaches out and grabs her by the hips, pulling her.