Play Ball!
Since it's that time of year again, baseball season, I recalled an erotic memory. A number of years ago, when our sons were younger, I coached youth baseball. I love baseball and my wife Lenora strongly suggested that I coach our boys when they started playing. I had played baseball in high school and college. I was initially hesitant, but once I got involved, it was great. I guess it paid off too as all of my boys went on to play College baseball and were 4 year starters.
At the time, Lenora was in her mid-forties. She was an attractive brunette, five foot two inches tall, with an average build and shoulder length dark brown hair. She had a nice ass and had a sexy look.
It was July 2007 and my eleven-year-old travel baseball team was attending a renowned out of state tournament. The tournament was held in a well-known venue in the Southeastern part of the country that has thousands of players, coaches, and parents from all over the world participate every summer. It was an exciting time for the boys and their parents, as well as their coaches. I was especially excited as their head coach. I had been to similar places when I was coaching my older boys, but it was our first time at this place.
These tournaments are set up with each team and their coaches sharing a barracks type dormitory. Everything is provided in a group setting. Food is provided in a cafeteria type setting three times a day for the teams and their coaches. All of this is included in the fee each team pays to attend the tournament. Everyone is free to go off the complex to get food from the local restaurants and fast food places if they want, but in my opinion, part of the experience for the kids is to eat with other teams and players from all over the country.
The baseball complex is huge and has eleven baseball fields spread out across the area. The fields and concession areas are on a large, elevated flat piece of land. The complex also provides room rentals for the parents while they're attending the tournament.
All the rooms are walking distance to the fields and located around the complex on the lower part, below the fields. The room sizes and amenities all varied based on price. The rooms were all ground level and there were small narrow alley ways between them where the air conditioning units were.
As I was rooming with my son in the dorm, Lenora would be spending most of her time in the room alone, kind of like her own little vacation. Lenora had rented a room with a King size bed. When she checked in there was a problem and they didn't have the room! They had a King size suite available and were willing to give her a discount off the actual price but nothing else. She was stuck so she paid it.
The room was enormous, especially for one person. It was a big room that had a full-size kitchen and refrigerator, two king sized beds, a private bath and a Jacuzzi, a large sitting area with two large couches and a widescreen TV. The suites were like individual bungalows, with windows all around the place. For privacy all the windows had blinds.
As head coach I stayed with my team in the dorm but looked forward to dropping by Lenora's room during our week long stay to shower and maybe have a little fun. All of the other coaches stayed with their wives in their rented rooms.
The complex had a bar and pizza parlor walking distance from the dorms and the parents' rooms. Pizza parties were available for your team anytime. Our parents wanted to be with their kids a lot so we had quite a few of them. It also allowed the parents to have a few drinks and have a little fun after sitting in the sun all day watching baseball. This was nice for the coaches too because we could grab a beer in the evening and discuss strategies for upcoming games. It was pretty cool.
The parents, especially the wives, would start partying right after our games. They would go to the bar and start drinking, even ordering shots before we arrived. They would also order the team's pizzas so it was ready when we got there. They were really having fun and actually a big help.
After each game, we would get cleaned up at the dorm showers and meet the parents at the pizza place. We would have our usual pizza party and because we usually had games in the morning, the coaches and I would take the team back early. I would stay with the team and the coaches would go with their wives. The bar stayed open pretty late, well past when all the teams were in bed.
I had made arrangements with one of my coaches to stay with the team one night while I headed down to Lenora's hotel room to shower and maybe get a quickie. I needed a break from the dormitory showers and I was really horny. The week before the trip was a hectic one. I was pretty busy at work preparing for my week away. As head coach I also had to make sure everything was in order with the team paperwork and equipment. Lenora was a huge help. But because we were so busy, we hadn't had sex. I'm sure she was looking forward to my visit too.
This particular night, I was at the bar with Lenora and a few other parents having a drink before we had to go back to the dorms. Most of the parents had been there long before me and were having their usual good time. A few employees of the complex came into the bar and were standing next to Lenora. I was on the other end of the bar. They were wearing the familiar tank top that said "staff" across the front and khaki shorts and sneakers.
One guy ordered a drink and started a conversation with Lenora. Our group was very loud and very intoxicated, so people were comfortable talking with us. I had to get the team back up to the dorm and get back to Lenora's room so I started making my rounds of 'good-byes'. When I got to Lenora, I told her I'd see her later. Just before I left she introduced me to the guy next to her. His name was Joe and he seemed very friendly. He was a big well-built guy in his mid-thirties and had a shaved head and a goatee. He had to be about six foot three inches tall and a former college baseball player. The place tended to employee former college players. I said hello and left.
After everyone had gone, Lenora was still at the bar with one of the other wives, Laura. They were still having cocktails and enjoying themselves. Most of the staff people had left but Joe was still there.
Around this time Joe mentioned that he was the head chef in charge of all the food on the complex. As soon as Lenora found this out, she started complaining harshly to him about the food the kids and the coaches were eating. The food really wasn't that bad, and you kind of expect it at these places but most of the boys had complained to their parents, hence a lot of pizza parties!
Lenora tends to speak her mind a bit too strongly especially when she has few drinks in her and she was drunk now. She gets arrogant and bitchy and can be demeaning to her target. I had many a fight or two with guys when we first started dating because of this. She had calmed down a lot but tonight she had reverted to her old self.
