Author's note all participants in any and all sexual activity are eighteen years of age or older.
1.
Spring was finally here and it was finally baseball season at our school, I was a starting left fielder on our varsity squad and we really looked good this year. Most of the starting lineup and the pitching staff were back from last year. We were one week before our first game when our starting right fielder, our second baseman and our back up shortstop were all busted for smoking pot on school grounds.
To fill in the roster we had to bring up two kids from junior varsity one of them was Tommy Welsh he could not hit very well but he is pretty fast and covered ground pretty well. The coach decided to move him over to centerfield and wanted me to work with him on his hitting. If I could make a singles hitter out of him or teach him how to beat out bunts he could be valuable to us getting on base.
So everyday we worked out with extra batting practice and base running practice, one day we stayed late, I missed my ride and my car was in the shop. That is when I met his mother Mrs. Angela Welsh, I have never seen her before but my first impression was what a milf. She is tall, maybe around five foot nine, she had short black hair, brown eyes, her breasts were small maybe 32C or 34B as the most, she had nice long tan legs and a small round rear end.
"Hey Mom. This is Kevin Johnson he is the guy I was telling you about who is working with me to get me ready to play varsity baseball this year." Tommy said.
"Hi Mrs. Welsh, pleased to meet you." I said extending my hand.
"Hi Kevin, nice to meet you to." She said taking my hand in her soft hand.
"Mom you think Kevin could come over for dinner tonight?" Tommy asked to my surprise.
"It's okay by me; would you like to join us?" His mother asked.
"Sure, I'll just text my mother on my cell and let her know." I said taking out my phone.
We got into their minivan and drove to their house; it was a nice home with a garage, a pool in the back. It was just Tommy, his father Steve and his mother, they had an extra bedroom and the house was nicely decorated. His mother already had dinner started in the oven, while we washed up she set the table and pulled out a nice pan macaroni and cheese and she baked a ham, sliced it up and put it on a platter. She poured milk for me and Tommy and water for herself, her husband had a glass of iced tea.
Steve Welsh is a man of average height, a bit of a belly on his midsection, bald, he introduced himself and we chatted on how Tommy was doing. He worked as production manager for one of the local companies and complained that it was hard for him to get to the games because spring was his busiest time of year.
While eating at the kitchen table Angela turned on Fox news and was watching the latest news, I never followed politics before so I did not know what they were talking about. His mother was watching insistently and his father just grunted and snorted.
"We got to get Romney in there, we can't handle another four years of this joker." She said taking a drink of her water.
"Eh. Who cares I get taxed to death no matter which one is in there, it's just a matter of which crook you like best." He said.
"Well most of the problems in this country have gotten worse thanks to the democrats and the left." She said.
"Whatever you say dear." Steve said getting up. "I'll be in the den with a beer if you need me. Nice meeting you Kevin."
"Thank you sir nice meeting you as well." I said. "Well thank you for dinner Mrs. Welsh, I should head home now, Tommy see you tomorrow."
"I'll give you a ride, Tommy start clearing the table for me; I'll take care of the rest of it when I get home." She said.
"You really don't have too; it's not too far of a walk." I insisted.
"No it's okay, come on let's go." She said grabbing her keys.
It was a ten minute ride home, the whole way we listened to talk radio and I found the smell of her perfume intoxicating. I found her very attractive and I took an opportunity to talk make small talk with her on her favorite subject, politics.
"Well I'm eighteen this year, but I really don't know who to vote for." I said.
"I can inform you if you would like, well at least about the candidates I like and I guess I can tell you why I don't like the other ones." She said. "Your families don't follow politics?"
"No not really, my dad passed away when I was young and my mother works too much to worry about those things." I said.
"I'm surprised they don't try to indoctrinate you in school, if those liberal teachers had their way you would all be socialists by the time you graduate." She ranted. "Well here you go, next time you are over we can talk more, and I enjoy informing young people."
"Thanks." I said getting out of the car.
That night alone in my room all I could think about was Mrs. Welsh and she was the focus of my night time masturbation fantasy. I looked forward to spending more time with her, even though I was not quite sure if I wanted to talk politics.
Two days later we finished practice, I was not sure if Tommy was ready yet, he had trouble finding pitches to hit. He could either be too selective or not selective enough swinging at a lot of bad pitches. After showering and getting changed back into our street clothes I offered to give Tommy a ride home. He called his mother and she wanted to know if I wanted to stay for dinner. As usual my mother was working late so it would be way better than ramen noodles so I agreed.
