Either my pussy contracting made him cum, or his jerking made me cum. But I remember both of us making a lot of noise.We stayed in bed and made love a...ain, this time Matt taking me doggy style, holding my hips, fucking, so that we could both see ourselves in the wardrobe mirror.Finally, at midday I had to go back home, I didn't want to, but there were things to be done.I let myself out from Matt's house, only to bump into Mr Briggs, who lived in the house on the other side of Sheila's. He was. Most weeks I would end up playing mixed doubles with a woman called Karen, some weeks I would play with her and some weeks against. Karen was in her 50's and about 15 years older than me, she was about 5 foot 5 inches, with brunette hair and very tanned skin, swimmers shoulders and a fairly flat chest but would always play in quite a short skirt that showed off her perfect legs and just gave a hint at her fantastic ass. She had the sort of body a woman half her age would kill for. Karen was. I think it was more of a slip that ended up looking like she was trying to spike me, as the ground was wet and it was raining pretty heavily that evening. My teammates ended the tie and thus the game with that final score. So, April, for the JV soccer team, finished with five wins versus two losses at that point.I haven’t mentioned it, but my lunch group grew. We now required two of the round tables to seat all of us. Many of my teammates had become involved with the brave young men who had. "I was surprised at thepower of her words. I was blinking back tears and trying not to let on howupset I was. It was one thing getting aroused over what had been and gone, butthis was here and real and I didn't want him to suffer."I'll come withyou."I told her.??? I knew I shouldn't encourage the way hebehaved, but I wanted him to feel better. So I wore the denim mini skirt I'dworn the day he forced himself on me. I still hadn't repaired a small tear inthe waist where he had ripped it off me. I.