Justice O'Brady searched her tiny living room of her tiny two-bedroom apartment, looking for her car keys. Her twin, eight-year-old daughters, Lilly and Stella sat at the dinner table playing a board game. They offered no assistance in finding the keys, but Justice managed to find them herself. Stuffed between the couch cushions.
"Ah ha!" She cried triumphantly holding them aloft.
Neither girl looked, but Stella piped up, "I am glad you found those! Daddy called earlier and he can't take us to baseball tonight. He said you would have to."
Justice felt a sharp pang of anger slide up her back. "Why can't your father take you to ball tonight?" She asked through clenched teeth.
"He said Barbie is not feeling well, and he doesn't want to leave her. Don't look so mad, mom! You know Barbie is due in a few weeks. Daddy told us he needs to take care of her right now." Lilly explained. "Stell and I aren't mad at him. He explained it to us, and it is us that should feel let down, but we understand. Besides, taking us to ball won't be that bad!"
"Honey, that's just not the point. What if I had had plans?" She sighed, and the girls ignored her any way.
In their eyes their part-time father was a saint, and she didn't have the heart to change that for them. Just because she knew what a true prick her ex-husband was, didn't mean they had to know. She only thanked God that they had no real concept of how long a pregnancy really was. Otherwise they may have figured out that Mommy and Daddy have only been divorced six months and Barbie was due to give birth at any time already. Barbie had been her ex-husband's executive assistant at work, prior to becoming his mistress, then fiancΓ© and soon to be the newest mother of one of his children. The whole thing made Justice as bitter as hell, but she held that in for the sake of her girls.
Leaving the girls to their game, Justice slipped into her own bedroom. She closed the door behind her to avoid little ears listening in.
First she called her own mother. "Hi mom, don't bother coming over. The girls have ball tonight and their father canceled out. I have to take them." She paused to listen to her mother on the other end.
"Yeah, I am just going to cancel my plans. Not a big deal, I suppose." Justice made her good byes to her mother and hung up.
She then dialed the second number she needed to call. She called Derek Lauder. He was a co-worker, and he had asked her out for drinks on this Friday night. Justice had been fully aware, even when he had asked, that he had simply been asking for a booty call. Once before shortly after her divorce had become final, Derek had crudely offered to fuck her. He had said he would be doing her a favor by breaking her cunt back into single life. Having only ever had sex with her husband before, she had agreed against her better judgment. The sex had been mediocre at best. Derek was a bit selfish and quite frankly used her like a rag doll, to get off. And yet she had agreed to a round two!? She was clearly getting desperate and her dildo just wasn't cutting it anymore. Derek had only been mildly disappointed when she canceled on him. He had kindly offered to come over after the girls were in bed, but Justice managed to muster enough self worth to turn down the offer.
Looking at the digital clock beside her bed she realized she would have to get out the door with the girls soon, if they were to make it to the baseball field on time. Justice decided to change into a more baseball friendly outfit. Shoving her black skirt down her lean legs, she reached for her short cut-off jean shorts. They fit like a glove now that she had dropped the extra ten pounds she had been carrying during the last few years of her marriage. She skipped on wearing underwear, as she enjoyed the sensation of the crotch seam rubbing against her clit while she sat. She removed her white blouse and silk bra. She decided she wanted to skip on wearing a bra as well. At twenty-nine years of age she still had nice firm tits, with perky nipples that mostly pointed toward the heavens. During her marriage she had been careful to wear very supportive bras. Well now, she was free in more ways then one! She wore only a thin white tank top over her pretty, full B-cup tits. To complete the outfit Justice pulled a pink baseball cap onto her head, tugged her long glossy dark hair through the hole in the back, and added a hint of lip-gloss to her full lips.
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They were ten minutes late, as the girls ran onto the field. Stella and Lilly were pissed at their mother; citing that their father always got them to ball on time. It was about the only thing he did on time, Justice thought to herself. The girls ran toward their coach, while Justice climbed the bleachers and took a seat in the back. There were quite a few parents there to cheer their kids on. Justice didn't know any of the other parents, as she had never attended a game before. It was their father's activity with them.
Several innings passed, and Justice would have been totally bored if it hadn't been for the tight ass on the girl's coach. She was pretty sure the girls called him coach Ben. Well, coach Ben had a tight ass on him. And looking at that, plus rocking ever so slightly back and forth in her tight shorts was making Justice more than a little horny.
"He's got a great ass, doesn't he?" It was the petite woman beside Justice that asked. Justice had noticed the woman when she had sat down. She was the only other woman on the bleachers that wasn't sitting with a man. Justice had wondered idly if the woman was also a single mother.
"Yeah, he sure does!" She agreed readily with the cute blonde next to her.
"He's got a huge cock too!" The woman said softly so only Justice would be able to hear. Justice was more than a little stunned and turned with her jaw hanging open.
"Oh, don't look so surprised! I'm Tessa Fields by the way." She put her hand out for Justice to shake. "You must be Lilly and Stella's Mom. You are much more attractive than that pregnant bimbo your Ex trots around here!"
The last name Fields dawned on Justice, "Oh, your coach Ben's wife?" Justice's face turned warm with embarrassment. "I am so embarrassed! I am Lilly and Stella's mother. My name is Justice." She shook the other woman's hand. "I guess I am just getting a little desperate. I'm not cut out to be single."
"Justice is a unique name, pretty. Well Justice, don't be embarrassed on my account. It's normal and healthy to be turned on by someone you find attractive. To be perfectly honest with you, I am a little turned on by you." Tessa's words had been so blandly spoken that Justice almost missed what she truly said. And when they did register, she almost choked on her own saliva.
Before Justice could think of anything to say in response, the crowd all around them jumped up and began to cheer! A home run! Not missing a beat Tessa jumped to her feet and cheered with the rest. Justice sat stupidly, and tried very hard to ignore the sudden throbbing of her clit. She tried to tell herself that her body was still reacting to coach Ben's hot body, and not the hot little body of the tiny blonde jumping up and down on the bleachers next to her. Justice looked up toward Tessa at either the very right or very wrong moment when Tessa's skirt bounced up a little, revealing that she had also skipped on wearing panties.
When Tessa finally sat, she placed her hand lightly on Justice's thigh. "Wow! How exciting! That was my little Annie that had hit that home run!"
"Oh...um...that's great. I am sorry I didn't cheer." Justice said idiotically. Her head felt thick with confusion. Was Tessa Fields actually hitting on her, or was she so damn horny that her mind was finally beginning to crack?
"Ben promised to take Annie out for pizza and ice cream after the game, if she hit a home run. Do you think Lilly and Stella would like to join them? Our treat?" Tessa asked brightly.
"Well, I suppose we could join you guys, but I insist on paying for my girls."
Tessa's pretty face fell in disappointment. "Oh, well I kind of thought that maybe the girls could all go with Ben, and you and I could go back to our house for coffee. So we can get better acquainted. What do you think of that plan? If you insist you can still pay for your girl's ice cream." Tessa's thumb made small circles on the inside of Justice's thigh, and just that little action sent pleasurable shockwaves up Justices leg and directly to her clit. It felt so wrong, and so wonderful.
"Yeah, um...I mean yes. That sounds nice. I will even let Ben pay this time, but I get to pay next time!" Tessa smiled like the cat that caught the mouse. Justice couldn't help but smile back.
The game ended and the three girls went off with Ben his in his mini van for pizza and ice cream. Tessa joined Justice in her little Honda and gave her directions as they drove to the Fields' home. They parked in the drive of the rambling two-story ranch style house. Justice followed Tessa inside, and politely removed her running shoes. She then followed Tessa down a hall that she had assumed would lead to the kitchen. However, instead of the kitchen the hall ended at the stairs to the upper level of the home.
"Tessa, should we start the coffee before a tour?"