‘Damn right. With her forehand she’ll expect to win but with my snatch and Hank’s power they’ll have no chance.’ We laughed, knowing it was ...almost certainly true. Helen might be almost 40 but she had the body of a twenty year old and played like a pro but Jonathan was known for being unable to take his eyes of Lola and she was dressed to win. The other three players in Lola’s match arrived and I looked up, shading my eyes from the sun. The two men were fit, tall and handsome. Helen was lithe. Her bare tits pressed against him. "They call me Kitten Tits here," she said. "You should call me Kitten Tits. Did you like my show?" I thought your show was great," he said, and then added, awkwardly, "Kitten Tits." Calling her the degrading name felt good. His cock twitched in his pants. Then it twitched even harder, as he felt her lower her hand to his pants and start to stroke his groin. She giggled as she felt his cock move against her fingers."Do you, uh, want to catch up. Wanted. I didn't fight back as often. The bastard was wearing me down!We played little games at work. He would text me, asking me "How was his little girl was doing? Was she behaving?" Yes Daddy" I messaged back."Good! If you are a bad little girl, I'll have to punish you!"That message stayed thick within the air."Ohhhhhhhh! Would Daddy spank me?" Smile."I had evening class one night a week. He dropped me off and picked me up. He didn't like me trying to go home by myself in the dark. I didn't. So I told her dad Id give him a hand keeping an eye on her after all, he was my best friend. When school started back up, she texted me to pick her up towards the back of the school, less crowded and closer to her last class. As I drove around back I couldnt help but notice the hot chicks on campus. I tried to remind myself where I was, and why I was there. Then I saw her. She was standing by some guys and flirting. As I waited for her to say her goodbyes, my eyes wandered down her back, when.