I've played sports all my life, soccer, football, swimming, basketball, anything and everything that I could compete in I wanted to be a part of. This experience happened to me when I was 18 playing on my last club level baseball team. A city association over the summer, nothing high end, just local kids randomly mixed onto teams that duked it out once a week for a small cost. Parents still came once in a while to see their boys play, cheer, help coach a base or just socialize.
The lady that always kept score was Donny's mom, Viv. She was divorced and didn't work so she was always there. All summer she'd sit behind the bench in her lawn chair with the scorebook ready to announce who was up to bat as we came off the field to hit our end of the inning. She was in her mid fourties, short, indigenous, with long black hair and had tattoos scattered over her body. She smoked constantly, always had a thermos of something next to her chair, wore large dark sunglasses, cut off jean shorts and tops that always let you see a bit of cleavage.
Viv was one of those people who was overly friendly with everyone. She had a way of getting real close to whomever she was chatting with. All the umpires would gab at her between innings, dad's would sit with her and pass the time over the course of our games. She would even flirt with the guys on the team, much to the embarrassment of her son.
We had a game early one upcoming Saturday but my parents had another commitment and couldn't get me to the park. Viv found out and offered a ride but suggested because of the earliness of the game I stay over Friday at her and Donny's house. Seemed like a good plan.
Friday night came. Mom gave me some cupcakes to bring over and I headed to Donny's.
Donny and Viv lived in the main floor of a subdivided house, other tenants lived upstairs and down, it was tight. One small bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and a living room. Viv slept on a pull out couch in the living room normally and the two of them shared the storage in the bedroom.
We ate dinner, watched a couple movies, snacked on popcorn and cupcakes. Viv drank beer all night and seemed even more flirtatious than normal, maybe because she was in her own home. It was a fun Friday night, until it was actually time to fall asleep.
The sleeping arrangements had Donny and myself crashing in the living room while Viv took Donny's bedroom for the night. Seemed reasonable till Donny fell asleep before me. I had never heard someone snore as loud as Donny. Dude sounded like a broken lawn mower. I tossed and turned in the living room for an hour before I was ready to loose my mind. There was no way I was going to fall asleep with that noise disaster in the room.
I picked up my pillow and sleeping blanket and tip toed my way to the bathroom, closed the door and curled up in the tub partially closing the shower curtain. Even there Donny's snoring made the walls vibrate and I still couldn't sleep.
Viv stirred in the middle of the night and came into use the bathroom. I was wide awake still. She was wearing a long white t-shirt that came down to her thighs, didn't bother turning the light on, just sat on the toilet and let loose. She finished and I moved ever so slightly making the tub squeak.
"Hello?" She questioned, pulling the shower curtain back from the bathtub.
"Hi" I replied without any grogginess in my voice.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I can't sleep with Donny's snoring" I explained making her laugh quietly.
"Come with me" she held out her hand and helped pull me out of the tub.
She led me to Donny's room where she dug into the drawer of the bedside table. The window was open with the curtains apart to let air in but there was no breeze. An oscillating fan passed back and forth on the wardrobe moving hot air around the room. The amber streetlight cut a pattern on the wall illuminating the room enough to watch her. Against the window I could see the silhouette of her body through her shirt. With no bra on her chest hung low, you could see every movement. The shirt she was wearing raised ever so slightly as she rummaged around in the drawer revealing the bottom of her ass. I was wearing only gym shorts and in the darkness and the heat of summer I couldn't help but start to get hard.
"I'm immune to his snoring now but there was a time I couldn't fall asleep without these."
She said as she found what she was rooting for.