She was up in the bleachers smiling at James. One of the single men with a child on the t-ball team he coached now. Clint stood by the dugout, grippin... the chain length fence. He took a small bit of satisfaction at the fact that the smile on her face didn’t reach her eyes, like it used to for him. For the first time since he started coaching, he wished the damn game would hurry up. He couldn’t stand watching another man near her. Just the thought of what he was saying to her, was eating away at. Reaching for the hem of her tee shirt, she pulled it and her sweater up and over her breasts. Then she pushed her pants and panties down past her knees. Laying back on her parka, she undid the front clasp on her bra, allowing her massive tits to quiver into view. “Dinner time, John.”“Huh?” he said, feasting his eyes on her charms.“Eat me.”“Oh.” Her husband shifted around on the seat, sinking to the floor, and bending into her. Anita simply grabbed his ears and pulled him to her crotch.John. She was happy, and I didn’t have the nerve to ask which. This brought me to the panty that came with the negligée. I kissed her pussy through the fabric. ‘And this will never be the same!’ Samantha turned away from me. ‘That’s what I’m afraid of!’ I put my hand on her leg and eased her back. ‘In a good way,’ I told her. ‘I used to look at it and associate it with having fun. Now it means fun, love and everything else that’s good in my life.’ I pulled the hem down and kissed her clit. She. I slid out of his arms and out of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor, making my way to the bathroom. I find clean towels and shampoo and turn on the hot water in the shower. I climb in and let the hot water run over me, cleansing me from the outside in. I rub the shampoo into my long brown hair when I feel another pair of hands.Saying nothing he takes over. He massages my scalp, working it into a lather. He grabs a facecloth, adding shower gel and proceeds to wash me all over. He kneels in the.