After spring break was over we really didn't see each other except passing each other in the halls, but we never really said hello except maybe a nod ...as we passed. A few months went by without seeing each other, but I kept up my work out routine not in hopes of seeing her. But because I wanted to make first string more then anything. The next time I saw her was when the team went on the road to play a rival team. After the team finished our late afternoon work out we all went back to the hotel. ” Paul softly closed the door.“Goodnight, Dad.” Sam waited for the click of the latch and then turned back to his game.A few hours later, a soft knock at the door intruded on his game again. Sam paused it and spun his chair to face the door.“Yeah?”“Sammy?” The door opened halfway and Joyce’s head peeked through. “You’re still awake?” She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She didn’t lock it.She was so strikingly beautiful, even in an old t-shirt and sweatpants. Her soft face. My fiancée and I are buying a townhouse.”“What about my place?”“Your place?’“Sure. My husband won’t be home until later. We have enough time.”He can’t believe his luck. First a blowjob and now he gets to fuck her.He gives her a grin. “That sounds great. Do you live close by?”She tells him where she lives. On the way to their cars and they pass an adult lingerie shop they had seen earlier.Chris points to the shop, and teasingly asks, “Have you ever been shopping here?”She answers back with a coy. The man behind me shoved again and I was between the businessman's legs. He half-rolled, half-wadded my skirt up in the front and stuffed it in the waistband. I was standing in front of me virtually naked. He smirked at me as he reached for my crotch. Never breaking eye contact, he spread my pussy lips and ran his thumb over my clit. "you like?' he asked. "You like men touch pussy?" Stop it, please," I begged. "Leave me alone."He chuckled and kept stroking. "No, no, no... you good slut. Wet.