My hands where already sweaty , but now I was having trouble gripping the nail clipper, my hands were shaking. I was too nervous to concentrate on wha... I was supposed to be doing. The center seam of Eva’s shorts was digging into her pussy, I could see her pussy lips flowing from both sides of the seam. With my left hand I grab a string and with my other hand I tried to close the nail clipper so it will cut the strings. I managed to cut the first string, but I lost control of the clippers lever.. I stood still, shocked and jealous, but watched with rabid attention the scene before me, as my fingers had somehow already began playing with my own pussy. It was as if her hands were mine, as she clutched his thick cock and wrapped her fingers around him. She seemed to be measuring with her palms and fingers the depth and breath of his manhood. Her face was so close to him, I am sure her breath felt hot on his cock's underside and I saw it twitch. Looking to his face, his eyes were tightly. It wasn’t long before he had undone her bra and pushed her panties down to give him access to all of her body. He thought to himself, ‘Damn this woman has a body that never ends. Her height makes it seem my hands go to eternity as I caress her, it just never ends. Her passion has an edge to it that is so different to the others. Something about her really pushes my buttons. Oh god, she’s grabbed my cock.’ At this moment he moved them to be on the bed, only just noticing when they were there. It earned me a puzzled look from Winnie, but I had to go practice so we'd have to talk later.Out on the field, I did what I always do. I ran around shagging batting practice fly balls and tossed them in to second base. It took a little time, but I realized there was a new level of resentment towards me, coming off the other relievers. It was pretty obvious, but I ignored it, did my work, and went in to change uniforms for the game, without having to deal with any of their crap.As I took a seat.