You’re so nice. That’s so sweet of you to say that. But you are friends with my husband, I couldn’t ever…..’ ‘No Renee, I’m not friends ...ith him. We are friendly, but he and I are not buddies at all.’ She looked away, first at my monitor, towards the story and then around the room. You could see her eyes roaming and her mind thinking. Renee turned to me again and looked. ‘Have you or would you……she paused again…….she began blushing again also……Would you or have you ever written anything about. I had learned a couple of things. Bullrider wasn't following me and he/she was no genius in general. Just on the computer maybe, but all that could work in my favor. Most likely we would both play nice.I did as he/she directed. Nobody passed me when I got to the station but there was a new black Ford midsized rental car parked under the empty canopy. Since the windows were clear of frost or dew, I judged it to be empty, and not to have been parked there long. The rental plates helped me to. At this point, however, I was only intent on feeling; my mind was now incapable of interpreting what her staring might mean."Release the tension," she whispered to me as she placed her hands directly onto my thighs, gently pulling them apart. I attempted to slow my breathing down, reduce my heart rate as I drew in deep breaths. "That's good," Joanne said in admiration, her eyes fixed on my chest, watching my breasts rise and fall. It then became very quiet in the room. I listened as she slid. The boys on my team didn’t know that she's my wife until the end of the game. We won, and she came down to congratulate us on the victory. The boys’ eyes were popping out of their heads looking at my seductive wife. I introduced Jody to all the boys and then we headed to the locker room. I told Luis that I would be in to take a shower after some of the boys were finished and there was more room.I went to my office while the boys got undressed and started taking their showers. I set my computer.