Of all the things in life, soccer was the one that Panayiotis would never dream of giving up, especially when it came to Olympiakos, his favourite team. That evening his team was playing against their greatest opponent, and when there was a game of Olympiakos against Panathinaikos, well, nothing could stop him from watching it, not even his wife's moaning and complaining. That particular night, his brother Dimitris and two of their best friends Nikos and Yiannis had gathered in Panayiotis' house to watch it. Souvlakia had been ordered and a case of beer was in the fridge chilling and waiting to be consumed. Panayiotis had worn his Olympiakos outfit and all the friends had brought their Olympiakos scarves. Naturally, Maria, Panayiotis' wife did not share the same excitement and she did not understand the festive atmosphere that filled their home, yet she had helped her husband move the furniture in their Patissia apartment to make space for the fans to watch the game.
Though she had known her husband's passion for the Pireas team when they got married, she became more and more irritated about it as she felt that his attention to the team was getting greater than to her and he more often went on trips to see his team play than to have fun with her. It was her thoughts and feelings that 'forced' her to come up with the plan that she had in her mind. That would confirm her husband's devotion to her or his team, and she didn't mind risking a bit to find that out.
After the boys had come and she had greeted them and offered them something to drink like a typical Greek hostess, she excused herself and let them talk about the game that was about to begin. With an evil-ish smile on her face she went to the bathroom and immersed her curvaceous body in the warm water. At 35 Maria had managed to retain the freshness of a twenty year old with long baths and a series of moisturizing and revitalizing creams and lotions. She had always been careful of her diet and managed to visit the gym regularly to keep fit. Her Mediterranean charms allured many flattering and she always secretly smiled to the "Ti eisai esy manara mou" that she heard in the street. As she was soaking in the warm water in the tub she could clearly hear that the game had begun and the boys were all excited about it. She ran her plan in her mind again, hoping that its outcome would be what she had wanted it to be.
She soaked in the tub for a long while and carefully run her plan in her mind one more time. Γhe warm water soaked her smooth skin making her nipples stand on end. She run her hands over them and shuddered at the sensation. Next she run her fingers over her well shaven pubic hair, tracing her slit and her ass crack. She loved her body and how she felt as she run her fingers all over it. Feeling the heat building up she decided she had better cool down and as the first half of the game was well underway she decided to come out of the tub. From the noise the boys were making she was sure they would all be in a great mood as their team had managed to be in the lead. As she was drying herself she cast a look at her body in the mirror and smiled at what she saw. Her life-long efforts had certainly paid off and despite the few years she had had on her back she could pass for a twenty year old without a problem. She wrapped her large towel around her and took a peek at the boys. Their attention was on the screen and she thought that they would not notice her, even if she walked in their in the nude.
She walked to their bedroom and spread all the clothes she had carefully selected, especially for the occasion, on the bed. Although she had tried hard to keep her head so that she could execute her plan calmly, she could not keep her hands from herself. Dropping the towel, she traced her delicious curves with her palms, stopping at her breasts. Cupping one tit with one hand, she pinched and rolled her other nipple with the other. Shivers run down her spine and a soft moan escaped her lips as her excitement was building up with each tweak. She knew she had to cool off a bit before carrying out what she had planned, or else she would risk spoiling it all. She lay down and careful not too make too much noise run her hands all over her body. With her fingers she found her clit and rubbed it impatiently, while she rolled her puffed out nipples in her palms. Her pussy was getting more and more wet and she needed Panayiotis now, but she knew (?) that he would never quit on an Olympiakos derby for anything. She slid two fingers in her wet pussy, her perfectly trimmed nails scratching the walls of her vagina as she moved them in and out feverishly. Each thrust added to the excitement she was feeling. In the meantime, she was working her palm over her erect nipples, moaning all the while. It wasn't long before an orgasm started building up in her and soon she felt her whole body shudder as her climax reached a peak. Removing her fingers she brought them to her mouth and cleaned them dry. She wanted more, but time had gone by and she had to apply her plan.
Maria put on the clothes she had laid on the bed and applied some make up and bright red lipstick and as she heard the referee signal the end of the first half she walked right in front of the boys and standing with her smooth legs spread open and her hands on her delicate hips asked them what they would like to drink. The boys did not know what hit them and could only gasp at her question rather than reply.
Maria was standing right in front of them dressed in what they would only imagine or think of in their absolute privacy, probably with their hard members in hand. She was wearing a pair of red high- heeled shoes to accentuate her beautiful legs, which were clad in red stockings and a garter belt. Her red thong panties were just visible under the loose sleeveless Olympiakos basketball shirt that she was wearing and since she had not put on a bra her ample breasts were clearly visible through the large opening round her arms, her nipples hard and erect pointing at them. As she stood there it was not hard to see the bulges that had grown in their pants and although she was trying very hard not to show any emotion, she could not but feel flattered by their reaction. As Her husband who at the moment was sitting was looking at her, with his eyes and mouth wide open and could only whisper her name "Maria...."