Tiffany Lynn Smith was an all American girl. She was born in a small rural faming town in Arizona that was always on the verge of growing in to a big city if you asked some of the locals. If you asked the younger residents though it was a place you left not moved to. Tiffany had developed into a tall 5'10 woman in high school. She was the star of her schools volleyball team and when colleges finally found her little town she had multiple scholarship offers to division 1 colleges. Tiffany had a great home life and was well raised on church and family but was not so innocent to think that this was not all life had to offer. So when the chance came to sign a scholarship she was off to California. She fit in well there with her tall slender body and long blonde hair she was almost the picture of perfection. Her breasts though nice and perky were only a B cup and some may have thought she could be bigger. Tiffany didn't care about stuff like that. She never dating for the first three years of college and was quick to end unwarranted attention from the guys. Her lack of interest was so much so that her teammates began to wonder if she might be a lesbian.
During Tiffany's senior year she met David Carter the man that would eventually become her husband. David was a business school graduate that was starting to find some success in his father's financial company when he met Tiffany at a job fair at the college. They began dating right away and soon after she graduated the two were married and moved into a house in the suburbs of L.A. Tiffany was a beautiful bride with long curly blonde hair and the deep blue eyes. They settled into their home and David made it clear that he did not want Tiffany to work but she would be better suited to stay at home and begin a family. But that was more difficult than both of them could have predicted. Tiffany was a virgin when they had married and found it hard to enjoy or become excited by sex. David tried to please his wife but he would get so excited when she would finally give it to him that he would last four or five minutes top before he would have an orgasm. Tiffany was shy and could not confide any anybody about the situation and just decided to deal with it. During one of those boring lovemaking session Tiffany was able to become pregnant. It was something that put a little spark in their marriage and the both were thrilled to become parents.
Seven years late when Tiffany and David's daughter became old enough to play organized team sports they talked it over and decided to let her play soccer. They had tried again to have kids but to no avail and once they resigned themselves to that fact Tiffany poured everything she had into her daughter. After all she was in a marriage where sex had once a month and always consisted of the same scenario. She would lie there in bed while her husband mounted her in the missionary position and would thrust himself on her for a couple of minutes and then he would roll over spent. Never a hint of foreplay and David was only 5 inches long when hard but Tiffany never concerned herself with his size because as far as she knew that was normal. Tiffany had come to volunteering at her daughter school once a week for a couple of hours. It was a nice break from the monotony of tending to the house and cooking. When they decided to sign up for soccer she decided it would be a good idea if she volunteered to be the team mom and help the coach whenever needed. She played soccer in high school and was able to maintain her athletic body because of her free time and a home gym that David had bought for himself but never found time to use. David was working some much by then that this time with her daughter would help ease the pain of him not being around more.
The got a call at home from the coach of the girls soccer team about three weeks later. He introduced himself as Wesley Johnson and spoke with Tiffany about what her role would be as team mom and invited her and her daughter to his house for the team meeting with the other kids the following Thursday. When Thursday came around she went to Mr. Johnson address which wasn't too far from her own home but nowhere near as nice a neighborhood. An older black man that appeared to be in his early fifties answered the door when Tiffany rang the door bell. Tiffany asked him if he was Wesley Johnson and he said he sure hoped so if someone as beautiful as her was looking for him. She giggled at that comment and immediately became less apprehensive about the situation. When the other kids showed up Mr. Johnson explained that he had been teaching soccer at a local high school for the last 25 years but was in a position now were he could semi retire and teach a few days a week and coach younger kids. He told the group that he was 53 and that he didn't have the energy that those young kids would have but he could teach them about soccer. He was very well spoken and made all the parents comfortable including Tiffany. She was looking forward to help her daughter and the coach out this year.
The team had been practicing for a couple of weeks and Coach Johnson was showing them the fundamentals one day while Tiffany was helping shag balls. Mr. Johnson asked Tiffany were is Mr. Carter at or is there no mister right now? She smiled at the way he tried to ask the question as sensitive as he could without insulting her. She informed him that there was indeed a Mr. Carter but he worked hard and often came home later than they had to leave to go to the practice but she hoped he would be able to catch the games. That is when Mr. Johnson said something she could not believe. He told her if I was Mr. Carter I am not sure I would let you leave the bedroom with your tall sexy body. She was stunned. Tiffany was upset that he would say that to her by the children even though they were too far away to hear but she also felt proud. Men had never quit staring at her but they had quit talking to her because there just weren't that many opportunities. She wasn't sure if she should tell him that is inappropriate or thank him but what slipped out embarrassed her right away.
"He wouldn't know what to do with it if I stayed in there anyway" she blurted out. She immediately felt like crying.
Coach Johnson was surprised. He thought he may have stepped over a boundary to soon but was pleased she took it there. "I could think of a few things."
"Mr. Johnson shame on you" she said grinning. "You're as old as my father and you're still thinking that way."
"You're beautiful and have a very sexy body. It's not a sin for me to think that and your husband is a fool if he doesn't ravish you each night."
She was shocked that this conversation was even taking place. She thought it was best if she ended it but also couldn't help but notice that it excited her. She told him thanks for the compliment but they had better change the subject or the children might here. He agreed that that was probably the right thing to do.
The following week the phone rang about 2 o'clock in the afternoon and Mr. Johnson was on the phone.