Amanda's daughter loved baseball. She played 1st base and apparently played it well. Amanda wished her daughter was interested in more female activities like drama or art but she was outnumbered by Billie her husband, who also liked baseball but was never very good at it, so he relived it through Karen. She played baseball every Saturday afternoon and each Wednesday evening, and Billie drove her to every game, stayed and watched her play and then drove her home.
Frank lived next door, so he was their neighbor but Amanda didn't like him much. He was arrogant and pushy, not at all like her husband who was loving and gentle. Amanda knew she was good looking but that didn't mean that she wanted men leering at her or making suggestive remarks. Every time Frank looked at her it was like he was trying to undress her with his eyes. He knew she was married, yet he was always trying to put the make on her.
One Wednesday evening when Karen and Billie were at baseball practice Frank came over and knocked on her door. "What do you want Frank? If you're looking for Billie he won't be home for an hour yet."
"No, it's you I want to talk too. I'm really sorry to bother you Amanda but I have a big favor to ask you. Every Wednesday evening five of us get together to play poker and we take turns playing at each others home. All the others are married and their wives act as hostess for the evening, making snacks and things like that. Since I broke up with my girlfriend I have no one. You are the most beautiful girl I know and I would feel so proud if you would agree to be my hostess next Wednesday."
Amanda blushed at his compliment. "I can't do that, I'm a married woman and you know that. I'm sure you must know someone else that you can ask."
"There is, but no one is anyway near as gorgeous as you are, and it's not just your looks, you have a great personality and a winning smile that makes everyone enjoy your company, and I would feel so special if you were my hostess. I know all my buddies would be jealous of me and wonder how someone like me could get someone as beautiful and sexy as you are to be my hostess."
He was laying it on pretty thick but it did make her feel good; still she didn't trust him. He continued; "I know your daughter plays baseball on Wednesday and this would give you something to do. I know you would enjoy yourself. You could eat and drink as much or as little as you wanted and five males would all be trying to impress you with their very best behavior. If anything displeased you, you could simply walk out and go home. So please, please, pretty please, be my hostess and make me a happy man."
It did sound like it might be fun and better than sitting at home watching TV while her daughter and husband were at the baseball game. "OK, I'll do it, but what do I wear?"
"You can wear anything you want, but it would please me if someone as beautiful as you are wore something sexy as well."
The following Wednesday as Billie was getting ready to drive Karen to the game Amanda told him that she would probably be home late because she was going to be at Frank's place acting as his hostess. "But I thought you didn't like him so what are you doing going over to his place?"
"He is stuck for a hostess tonight so I agreed to do it. It's only for this one time to help out a neighbor."
Later as she was getting ready, she decided to wear a tight white sweater and no bra. She was proud of her perky breasts and the sweater was thick enough that you couldn't see anything, but it made her wonder why she was dressing sexy.
When she got there only Frank and one of his guests had arrived so Frank introduced her. "Norman, this is my beautiful sexy neighbor who graciously agreed to be my hostess. Isn't she lovely?" "Oh stop it Frank" she giggled but it still made her feel good. As the rest arrived they all commented on how beautiful she was as they kissed her check and nobody tried to get fresh. All the guys drank beer but Frank had made her what he called a Pink Lady Special and it did taste pretty good and helped her relax. During the course of the evening she had a couple more and she was enjoying all the attention she was getting from the guys even when she had to walk away when they tried to get too fresh.
When the evening was over and the guys had gone home, Amanda was getting ready to go home also when Frank said, "I want to give you a kiss to say thanks."
"That's not really necessary Frank; I should be going home now."
Frank grabbed her, pulled her body tight against his and kissed her forcing his tongue in her mouth. She could feel the bulge in his pants. When she managed to struggle partially free she said, "Frank, what are you trying to do? Let go of me."
He pushed her down on the sofa and kissed her again, this time massaging her breasts at the same time. "Stop this immediately and let me get up."
Now while he kissed her he continued to massage her breast with one hand and ran his other hand up her leg toward her pussy. She slapped his face but when that accomplished nothing she tried to move his hand away from her pussy. "Stop it this instant. How dare you try and molest me. Let me go you dirty ape."
He was now half on top of her, having pushed up her sweater, he was now sucking on her bare breasts while one hand had found its way under her panties and he was fingering her pussy. She tried to kick him but he had her legs trapped under him "Quit it you horny bastard."
Sucking on one nipple, he used his free hand to undo his pants and pull out his cock. Pushing her panties to one side he tried to get his cock in her but she was squirming so much he couldn't do it. He was trying to rape her so why was her pussy so wet? "Get off me or I'll scream."
"If you scream I'm going to hit you and if you don't stop squirming I'm going to hit you. I'm going to fuck you and there's nothing you can do about it. Now you can be a bitch and make me slap you around before I fuck you; and what would Billie think when you come home all bruises, or you can be good and just let me do it. If you struggle any more all you'll do is make me mad and I'll hurt you."
Amanda knew she had little choice. He already had her half undressed and his cock was poking at her wet pussy. "OK, OK, I'll let you but put on a condom."
"You silly girl; maybe you make your wimpy husband wear a condom but I don't," he said as he pushed harder against her pussy and she relaxed a bit letting his cock into her. At first he did long slow deep thrusts into her pussy letting her relax and her sexual excitement build. When he could feel her pussy pulse on his deep thrusts, he changed to short thrusts but he did it quickly now. As her orgasm neared he could feel her dig her nails into his back to hold him tight, and as she crested he pushed in deep and held it there. He could feel her pussy tugging on his cock as she slowly came down from her high.
That was probably the most satisfying sex she had ever had but she sure wasn't going to let him know that. "Get off me you dirty pig. I'm going home. I have a good mind to call the police." She went home and not only did she not call the police, she never said anything to Billie either.
Billie was asleep when she got home so the following morning he asked her now it went. "It was a one time thing and now that I have done my duty as a neighbor, I won't be going over there again."
The following Saturday, shortly after Karen and Billie left for the baseball game, Frank just walked in her house. He never even knocked on the door. "You bastard, after what you did to me last Wednesday, you've got some nerve coming over here. Get out of my house or this time I will call the police." "I came over to apologize for what I did. I had a little too much to drink and you were so exciting and sexy I couldn't help myself; but instead of giving me even a chance to explain, you threaten to call the police on me! You are a bitch and I know how to treat bitches."
"OK Frank, I accept your apology, now please just go home."
Frank started walking toward her. "I know what you need and I'm going to give it to you."
