Back on the road. Another weekend, another baseball tournament. She loved watching her kid play, as most parents do. She just wished she didn't have to go alone all the time.
Kendra was accustomed to that now. She was also comfortable with her recent decisions to take advantage of whatever opportunity might come her way. The last time they had to travel, she was able to get away for a quick rendezvous with a travel Dad from another team.
This time Kendra would be a little more selective. That time was just for the pure animal lust that she craved and needed. Kendra and found a way to get away from it all when she needed too. She planned on scouting the prospects with a little more scrutiny this time. If nothing else, she could always satisfy herself, which she customarily did.
The team travelled to Cincinnati for a four day long event. The first baseball games were held at multiple locations as usual. The parents would always be asking Kendra where their team played and she would always refer them to the coach, whenever she was unsure. She knew where they played, she just got tired of everyone asking her.
Why can't I just be a parent watching their son like everyone else. Why do they always come to me with their little problems. Alex isn't playing enough, where are the games, why didn't Mark pitch? These comments and questions drove her nuts. But she was always gracious and smiling when she replied.
Her appearance belied her mood.
Oh, she liked the other parents well enough, some she considered close friends, but it was just the constant demands on her time that would wear her down. She figured because she was single, that they all thought this kept her busy or something. She didn't know and she didn't care anymore.
As is typically the case, multiple teams would stay at the same hotels. Some parents would mingle with the parents from the other teams. Drinking and laughing and comparing teams and records. The usual banter about where their team was from or where they've played that year. The weather and other oddities.
One night Kendra was sitting with many parents when another couple joined in. Kendra's son played for a south Chicago team. They mentioned being from Michigan, and Kendra assumed they were travel parents like her.
Kendra took a long look at the couple. They seemed happy. He stood about six feet, maybe a little taller, she was a petite five feet two she guessed. Both good looking people.
He had very short cropped hair, stubs actually. She was an exotic beauty. Dark hair with lighter highlights. Big dark eyes and surprisingly large breasts for such a small person. Kendra was taller, blonde with hazel eyes and also a large busted woman.
She sensed something about the woman though. She was very much at ease, very sensual. She also noticed that she paid very close attention to her man and his wants and needs. She saw how she always kept his glass filled with ice and was always freshening his drink. He didn't say a word, he would just look at her and nod.
Kendra couldn't help but be seduced by her eyes. She would laugh with the rest, she would talk and smile, but every so often, she would glance Kendra's way. Without saying a word, Kendra felt a connection.
As the party started to wind down, some parents commented about about being lightweights, and excused themselves. Kendra was not one of them. She stayed til the last, unworried about the hour.
She knew her son was already in bed and fast asleep. The woman moved closer to Kendra and introduced herself as Lonnie. Unusual thought Kendra, but who cares. They made small talk, but Kendra wasn't really listening. She instead was imagining this woman naked.
"So Lonnie. Does your son play baseball too?"
Lonnie gave a puzzled look, before replying.
"I don't have any kids. We're just here on business and saw the party. Are you a baseball mother?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I just assumed you were here like the rest of us. And yes, I'm a baseball mom."
"I didn't see you with anyone. Are you alone or is your husband someplace else?"
Kendra thought about this for a moment. She was recently single, separated but still married legally. Her husband wasn't much of a husband. Things had started to fall apart years ago, but she stayed because of the kids. She had another son a little older but she never brought him to the younger one's games.
"I'm alone" is all she said.
"Oh! Well if you'd like, Anthony and I have a nice suite. It looks like everyone is leaving. You can come party with us."
Kendra noticed it wasn't a request. It was a statement and one she couldn't resist. She followed the couple back to their room. A luxurious suite with separate bedroom.
Lonnie asked if she wanted something to drink. Kendra nodded, but before she said anything, Lonnie told her to sit down on couch. It was not an request, but a demand and Kendra obeyed.
Anthony excused himself for a moment and Lonnie poured two drinks. She handed Kendra one glass keeping the other for herself.
"A toast."
Lonnie lifted her glass while staring deep into Kendra's eyes.
"To new experiences."
Kendra raised her glass and took a sip. She watched Lonnie down the contents of her drink. Kendra followed suit. She wasn't ready for the easy burn of alcohol down her throat and she coughed. Her eyes watered a little and were blurry.
She laughed and apologized for not being able to handle her liquor. Lonnie laughed lightly, took Kendra's glass, and set on the table next to the couch. She then stood before Kendra, leaned down and kissed her. Kendra offered no resistance.
Lonnie pushed her back against the couch and began to undress. She straddled Kendra, not speaking, just staring into her hazel eyes. Kendra reached up to assist Lonnie who slapped Kendra's hands away.
"Sit there. Don't move until I say you can."
"Okay"
"And don't talk unless I tell you too."
Kendra nodded her head. What was going on? What should she do? She felt she should leave, but her curiosity got the best of her. She stayed on the couch, never taking her eyes off of Lonnie.
The seductive woman began to sway to unheard music, her hips swiveled, her hands touching her Victoria Secret covered breasts. They moved up her neck and to her hair, which she ruffled.
Shaking head, she laughed, turning around, she bent over, her ass in Kendra's face. Lonnie reached between her legs to rub her vagina through the silky panties that she wore, before smacking her ass. Kendra watched in amazement as this woman was putting on a slow seductive show.
Anthony came out from the bedroom. His tall frame wearing a silk robe, loosely tied at the waist. His hairy chest masked his strong pecs. He had a drink in his hands. And something else, Kendra wasn't quite sure what.
"Lonnie"
He said in a deep voice.
"Come"
Lonnie, stood straight up, walked towards Anthony and lowered her head, her eyes not making contact with his. He took her chin in his hand a raised her head up. They kissed for a moment and then he looked at Kendra. He didn't say a word, he just pointed and using his forefinger, gave her a silent demand to stand up.
Kendra complied but held his gaze. He leaned close to Lonnie and whispered something in her ear. She knelt down and opened his robe and took his cock into her mouth.
Anthony watched as Kendra looked on. She didn't know what to do. Should she remain standing? Should she sit down? Should she leave or should she join in? Kendra's pussy became very wet. She remained there, waiting for the next command.
Her hands folded in front of her. She wanted to do something. She wanted to join in, but somehow knew she must stay where she was until someone told her otherwise. So she stood there watching Lonnie's head moving back and forth, her hands reaching up and stroking his cock while she sucked him.
With a touch of his hand, Lonnie rose and turned towards Kendra.
"Come here."
Kendra slowly walked towards the now naked Anthony.
"Get on your knees"
Kendra got on her knees and reached for Anthony's engorged member. She received a smack on her hand. Kendra quickly pulled her hand back. She was about to argue when Lonnie told her.
"I didn't tell you to touch him"
"Okay" said Kendra.
"Yes Mistress Lonnie", said Lonnie firmly.
"Yes Mistress Lonnie."
Kendra learned quickly. She waited on her knees. Anthony's gorgeous cock dangling in front of her face. She wanted to touch it, to have it in her mouth. She wanted to make this man cum and feel his juice on her skin. But mostly, she wanted to please Mistress Lonnie.
"Good girl. Now you may touch it."
Kendra caught herself before she took his manhood into her mouth. The Mistress said touch it, not suck it. She reached up and began to stroked Anthony's cock. She didn't think it was possible, but he got bigger and harder than before. Kendra could feel her panties becoming soaked.
Lonnie took Kendra's head and pushed it into Anthony's midsection. She still didn't take his cock into her mouth yet, but she wanted too. Oh did she want too!
Lonnie positioned herself behind Kendra and was on her knees. She reached around Kendra and played with her breasts. She laid her body on her Kendra's back, rubbing her breasts on her.
She took Kendra by the hair and guided her mouth to Anthony's cock. Kendra needed no further encouragement as she greedily sucked and stroked him.
Anthony reached down and held her head as he gyrated back and forth, fucking her mouth and throat. Kendra gagged as Anthony's cock slid down her throat and back out again.
"We've got a choker Master" Lonnie said to Anthony.
"Move slut" she said to Kendra and added,
"Let me show you how to deep throat a cock"
Lonnie opened her mouth, relaxed her throat muscles and took Anthony's cock all the way. He grasped her by the hair, encouraging her with grunts and moans.
