"So Rylee's defense looks to be improving." She let her eyes drift across searching for the large number 19 that was hastily running up and down the field.
"Yeah well her dad has been practicing with her every Friday night before the game. I don't understand while all of a sudden Michael is Super Dad. He wasn't that way when we were married." She rested her head on her hands as Julia rubbed her back.
"Well Andy, that is just how some guys are when they get divorced. Maybe he has changed. Guys can change you know." She looked over at Julia with a look of only pure contempt as a somewhat awkward smile drifted across friend's face. Like any good friend when faced with a awkward situation she managed to change the subject.
"Speaking of guys changing how would you like to watch that one change." Julia gave her a tap on her left shoulder as she motioned to the referee holding up a Yellow card. She looked at the young man. He was cute ,but he was maybe 21 at that. She never pictured herself robbing the cradle anyway it wasn't her nature to like younger guys. She needed someone more in control of his life than some snot nosed little kid.
"Julia your obscene. He's a baby." She shook her head as she watched her friend smile and wink back at her. She watched the referee for another three or four minutes before deciding to get up and grab a water from her van. The game was about to be over and Rylee would need a cold drink. It was stifling outside and there had been no breeze since that morning. As she was walking back to the field she looked across the parking lot and saw him. He was standing in front of a old pickup truck with his shirt off. She felt her breath quicken as she starred at him. She bit her lip for a second and felt her nipples begin to harden as she watched him laugh and talk to one of the other referees.
"Gosh this water must be cold." She shook her head back and forth as she walked back to the stands. She palmed the waters as she saw Julia flag her down as she wrapped towels around her son and Rylee.
"What took you so long with the waters? You are not trying to park at the back of the lot again just so you can get out early are you?" Julia smiled at her with a almost sinister look to her face.
"No I just wanted to get a really cold water for my little pumpkin." She picked up Rylee and hugged her tight. She heard Rylee giggle some as she held her.
"Mommy stop it I'am ticklish. Mommy Mommy guess what?" She raised a eyebrow as Michael walked up.
"Let me guess your Dad wants to take you back to his house early again this week?" She watched Rylee beam as she ran over and grabbed her Dad's leg. Well Rylee did like spending time with her Dad.
"I guess that's ok. Just as long as you listen to your Dad.. and your Dad doesn't let you stay up too late and you don't each too much AND you don't play your DS the entire time." There now Michael would actually have to do some parenting instead of just pawning her off on Mario or Sonic. She didn't know what she would do for the rest of the night since Julia was heading out of town. After making idle chit chat with Michael and telling him about the chapter Rylee was on in her book she went back to her van. She ran a few errands and then went back home.
Before her divorce the house always used to be a buzz of activity. Rylee would either be running around the house or Michael and his friends would be watching a game on the TV downstairs. Now there was just quiet. She read for a bit but eventually ended up just walking around the house. She couldn't stand the loneliness.
"Maybe I should just go to bed." She went back to her bedroom and laid down as she began to shed her clothes. She stood up and walked to the closet as she hung up her pants and shirt she had been wearing. She caught sight of herself in the mirror. For 39 she was still very striking. A smile drifted across her face as she looked at her reflection. She looked at the smallish pair of bikini panties and bit her lip as she slid them down her thighs.
"Oh why not." It had been awhile and no one would be around tonight. She kicked them off as she laid back down on the bed. The bed-spread felt cool against her butt as she flipped off the light. The breeze from the air conditioner drifted across her body. It licked at every crevice of her body as she rubbed her legs together. She had shaved them that morning and they still felt smooth. She rubbed her fingers down each calf and the ball of her foot.
"Oh god." She reached down and began to rub the soft fabric over each of her breasts. Her nipples hardened quickly as she laid there. Her hands drifted up and down her body and then down along the insides of her thighs. Her breathing increased as she relaxed into the bed. She got up onto her knees as she reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her nipples were on fire as she rubbed them. As she started to rub the insides of her thighs she tried to picture having sex with someone. Usually a celebrity or some fantasy man would appear but this time ..........
"Uh Hi." She looked at the young referee as he slipped his shirt off. She could see his broad shoulders and the hard muscle packed around his stomach.
"Mrs. Walters right?" He began to circle around her as he waved his friend away. She tried to turn around to face him but instantly felt a hand push her head to the side forcing her to stare straight ahead.
"Eyes forward Mrs. Walters." She stood for a second but tried to shift on her feet. He felt his hand begin to rub her ass through the pair of jeans she was wearing. His hands felt so firm as he began to squeeze her ass. She tried to turn her head ,but felt a quick slap to her ass.
"Ow that hurt." She tried to reach down and rub her ass ,but found his hand stop hers. She wanted to make the light sting that was buzzing around her ass stop. Her hands try to drift to her crotch ,but again his hand yanked hers away.
"Well it looks like someone needs something doesn't she." His hand held firm as he looked her in the eye. His finger drifted up and down her arm lightly as he looked her in the eyes. She shivered slightly at the caress. He pressed his body against hers. Her hands drifted across the hard flesh of his chest. He grabbed her arm and jerked her towards the locker room near the main field. She tried to dig her shoes into the rough turf ,but he was too strong.
"Come on now don't you want to come with me?" His hand released her arm as he stood there smugly. She thought for a second before she began to watch him walk toward the locker room. She quickly followed behind him and walked in the door as it swung back and forth. She took two steps in before she saw him. He was just sitting there on a bench next to the hand dryer with the same small smug smile.
"Lose the shirt and bra.. " She stood for a second as she heard the sounds of a distant crowd. She walked back to the door and jammed it. She heard foot steps as she turned around and slammed right into his chest. She quickly fell to the floor. He leaned over to look at her.
"Did I say you could lock the door?" She shook her head back and forth as she reached out to unbolt the door. His hand stopped hers and pulled her to a standing position as he held both of her wrists. She felt her knees weaken and her chest begin to heave.
"I don't think this is quite what I wanted." She tried to pull away and reach again for the door. His hands held her wrists tight. He pulled up a bit more and she tried to balance on her toes.
"I didn't ask what you wanted." She tried to pull away now as he held her. His eyes bored holes into her head. He released one hand and reached up and pulled off her glasses and put them into his pocket. He stopped and put her hand on his chest. She felt the small beads of sweat that were left from him running up and down the field. She could smell the faint of cologne he was wearing. She wet her lips and coughed as she tried to force back the disbelief that this was happening. She felt his fingers stroking the inside of her T-shirt as she stood there. She tried to speak ,but only a small squeak came out. His hand pressed against her stomach and instantly she drew in a huge breath under his warm hands.
"Is this what you wanted when you were watching me today." She stared into her chest as he released her other wrist. She was motionless and silent as he examined her waiting for a response.
"You can go if you'd like." Damn it why did he keep making her choose. She looked at the door for a second and then back at him. She put her hands under her T-Shirt and played with the hem for a few seconds. She looked back up for a few seconds before again staring into her chest. She began to pull her shirt up and felt his hand underneath her arm. He grabbed the shirt from around her wrists and pulled it off of her. His hand danced across her chest before running back down over her stomach. His hand rubbed down across her back. She smiled as she looked back at him.