The past few months had been rather adventurous and it was ironic that the tennis club I'd joined with the intent of seeking out rich pussy, was now true relaxation for me. The trainer/coach I had was a true professional focused on getting my technique right.
Anyway, with me getting lots of pussy elsewhere I just enjoyed the two mornings per week having a social hit around. There was always a player around to team up with, most often a lady, but that was kinda irrelevant at the moment. I took perverse enjoyment out of letting me be beaten by a middle aged rich housewife, sometimes the delight a lady took out of beating me was hilarious.
Keeping the mornings I played constant helped in becoming just one of the regulars, and like I said earlier, for the moment this suited me perfectly.
Then came the morning when I was invited to join in a game of mixed doubles. Had no inkling it would be a turning point of course.
"Say Nick, would you be keen to join this grumpy threesome?" Stephanie, my trainer, asked me as I came in that morning. As I was still wearing my bike gear, so not really into tennis club mode, I simply quipped back without thinking; "Three's company isn't it, four a crowd?"
The way Stephanie smiled back at me in a hesitant way and opened her mouth, then closed it again and paused, was funny to watch.
"Cat got your tongue?" I added as I watched Stephanie compose her thoughts.
"Sorry Nick, just caught me off guard with that, I totally did not expect that from you," she said laughingly.
"Yeah well, threesomes are fun, but foursomes just don't do it for me, too complicated" I said, once more bringing a dirty grin to Stephanie's face.
"Oh then you'll get on well with this group, I gotta warn you though," Stephanie explained as she walked me over to the three players I was to join, "the young blonde is our club's ice queen, daddy is rich but she's such a snooty cow, and the couple is Mr & Mrs Davies. They've been members here for years."
I was promptly introduced to the ice queen, Lisa, then Eva and Barry Davies. The ice queen wouldn't even shake my hand, but I couldn't care less about that as I was teamed up with Eva at my end.
The way Barry put it: "To even up the game, one young one at each end."
Eva was actually a better player than the ice queen anyway, may have been because Lisa focused mostly on shaking her tight butt at Barry. For almost an hour we played a fierce game of tennis, ending with Barry and the ice queen being beaten.
"Loser buys lunch," Eva said as she pointed a finger at her husband, before we all shook hands. Lisa smiled briefly but excused herself from joining us for lunch.
"No great loss, cock teasing little cow," Eva muttered under her breath as Lisa snuck away. This surprised me a little, why play with her if you don't like her I thought to myself.
"Hubby is always looking at her tight young buns I reckon," Eva said to me quietly as Barry came closer.
"Hey buddy, are you hitting on my wife?" Barry laughingly said as he walked around the net.
"Not yet Sir, give me time," I said calmly, to which Eva flung her arms around my neck, and pressed her body up to mine. Lifting one leg up she kissed me full on the lips, darting just the tip of her tongue between my lips, then broke contact again. It seemed playful enough at the time...
"Oh Barry, he's a bad boy, he slipped me his tongue," Eva giggled as we made our way to the showers.
Barry just laughed, we showered and twenty minutes later Barry and I were sitting in the restaurant waiting for Eva to join us.
"Here's the deal," Barry said matter of factly, "we are both in our mid forties and the spice in our sex life comes from variety. For Eva it's a young guy hitting on her and taking advantage of her, for me it's watching her and the younger fellow. Occasionally I might dabble with a younger lass, but for the most part it's three ways, every now and then a foursome. So that's where Eva and I are at. Now, judging by her reaction to you earlier I'd say she's keen to climb into you. Are you game?"
As Eva approached the table I just nodded to Barry, who smiled and winked in reply.
We both got up and Barry let me slide Eva's chair under her, thus giving him another opportunity to admonish me; "Hey Nick, I warned you about hitting on my wife."
"Sorry Barry, just wanted to take another look at Eva's fabulous pins," I said as I trailed a finger across Eva's shoulders before sitting down again.
"Ah well, she's got hot legs....as long as you're just looking," Barry grumbled in a mocking tone.
