Stacy looked up as she entered the house. It had only been a few days but the last time she was here Rob had reawaken something deep (pun intended) inside her that she hadn't felt in years. Alive, not just a wife, or a mom anymore but; the object of someone's desire, lust and hunted.
Rob held the door open. He had just played the game of his life on the soccer field, pulling off a hat trick, pushing his team into the next round of playoffs and Stacy had been there to watch. It wasn't strange oddly enough, they had been close, both his wife with her, and he with her husband for years. When he had left his company to pursue other options they had stayed in touch but never been able to get the group together for a while.
She had graduated with a girl on his team and had also just decided after all these years she wanted to watch him play soccer. A sport she knew he loved and was good at. Rob had smiled and waved and came up to hug her and greet her daughter that she had brought with her.
"Well hello little miss Layla," he greeted her, "it's nice to finally meet you after all these years. I've known your mommy for a long time and your aunty Chris."
Stacy watched him and immediately knew this was a bad idea as he raced up the field with the ball, her eyes never leaving his movements as he cut towards the goal and shot scoring the first goal of the game. She felt herself get wet with desire, just seeing him glistening with sweat, wearing the captain's band as he lead his team on the field. At half time they wear down by a goal and she watched as he drew up the line-up on his board and gave instructions for the next half. After he was done he sauntered up to one of the parents there watching and talked for a minute before stepping back over to Stacy and her daughter.
"So beautiful ladies, enjoying the show so far?" he asked.
"Oh, yes, deeply enjoying it you look good out there," Stacey replied.
"Well just keep watching I promise it's about to get a lot better."
That it did indeed, Rob took control virtually by himself for the next 45 minutes. Never leaving the field, making runs and before they knew it he had scored again with a lucky shot from about 20 yards out. With the score tied and time winding down Rob intercepted a lazy pass and raced around the defender drawing the goalie out and as he shot the ball buried itself in the back of the net.
Stacy knew right then that she was going to find a babysitter for Layla as her husband was working that night and wouldn't be home. She knew Rob's family was out of town to visiting some friends leaving him home alone. She was giddy with excitement and thought about just attacking him the moment he stepped off the field but she contained herself as the final whistle blew.
Finally all the excitement died down and the team came over to change and relax as they celebrated their win. Rob looked at her and gave her a sexy wink as she sat down next to him, watching Layla play with the other children down on the now vacant field. She leaned in close and told him to check his phone in a few minutes and to keep an eye on Layla while she ran to the restroom.
A few minutes later as she was heading back grinning his phone went off and he glanced around to make sure no one could see his screen before opening his message. There was a picture message and as it opened he knew his face was bright red. Two more pictures quickly loaded as well while he looked at the first. A little message was at the bottom of the final picture.
"These are all yours tonight, my mom is watching Layla."
As he reviewed the pictures his cock started to harden. The first picture was of Stacy's mouth wrapped around her fingers. The second was her fingers buried inside that tight little pussy and the last one was of her bent over one hand spreading her cute little ass wide open and that little hole beckoning attention.
He quickly tapped a reply before Stacy could close the distance between them. "I hope you are ready to not walk for a week because I'm going to cum in all three holes tonight. My second hat trick of the day !"
Stacy sat down next to him as he blushed and finished removing his cleats and shin guards. She watched as Rob stood up and pulled off his shirt. He wasn't ripped with six pack abs, or anything like that, he was just well toned as he neared 40 and damn if she didn't want to lick the sweat off of him and just devour and fuck him right then and there.
Rob turned to face her and then mouthed, "I love you," before stepping away and joining his team briefly. He barked out the team chant and reminded everyone of the time for their next game the following weekend and then headed back to find a shirt to put on that was dry.
"How soon can you make it to my house?" he asked.
"Well it's five now, so I'd say by 7:30."