Company softball teams are popular all across the country. I knew this when my husband joined the team at his new company a few years ago…but what I did not know was that they could really be a lot of fun, as well.
My husband, Daniel, went to work for a large company that was filled with muscular, athletic, horny men. They worked hard and played hard and softball was no exception. Over the course of the season I became well known and popular with the after game parties because I was one of the few wives who enjoyed hanging out with the guys and drinking beer and being raunchy, in general. Soon the after game parties moved to one of the player's homes. Instead of pizza and beer, the nights were filled with shooters and poker.
I would be at every one of the games to root for my guys and helped hostess the parties afterwards.
One night, about 6 of the players showed up at Tom's house to drink and fart around. This particular night, however, I was hornier than hell, and each and every one of these guys could see me squirming with every mention of sex.
Soon, after drinking a few shots of tequila, and settling into a nice horny stupor, my husband came over and whispered in my ear, "I know your pussy is wet and aching to be touched…I'm sure we could help you relax a little if you're up to it, dear."
I could not really believe what he was suggesting…I looked at each one of these handsome, sweaty ball players and blushed. My pussy was dripping and my nipples were pointing straight out in anticipation.
I am unsure as to how it began, exactly…all I know is that within a few minutes 3 of these men had their clothes off and were headed toward me. My husband was not even one of them. He was standing across the room grinning ear to ear as I caught on to what was beginning to happen.
The first to touch me was Don, handsome and 40ish, he bent over and gently took off my shirt. He knelt down and began to kiss my neck. I felt electricity shoot throughout my body. Anticipation is everything!