Heat of Tennis
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Brook felt like a complete slut. Here she was, renewing her interest in Will, and every day since her little escapade, Casey has been calling. She felt completely cornered and she totally regretted being so thoughtless and such a tramp. Who in their right mind does what she did?
Casey just wasn’t getting the hint. She had a difficult time just blowing him off because she was an equal part of what caused the problem. However, she wanted to be completely free to finally focus on Will. She had been waiting so long and now it seems as though she may have ruined things.
She figured as long as Will didn’t find out, things would be okay. But, how on Earth could she stop Casey from blabbing? She decided the best thing would be to just come clean with Casey and explain how stupid she had been. He was a grown man, he could handle it.
Waiting in the lobby of the pro shop, her stomach was doing back flips. She was just praying Will didn’t happen to be working that day so she wouldn’t have to be worried about him stumbling in on the conversation.
Casey walked in with a face that looked like murder. He looked right at her, and a beautiful, fake smile spread across his face.
‘Brook! How are you?’ He spoke as if they were long time friends just meeting up for lunch. ‘Haven’t heard from ya. Don’t you return phone calls?’
‘Hey Casey, yeah, about that,’ her palms were getting clammy and she couldn’t ignore that whiny tone slipping in, ‘we need to talk.’
‘Well it’s about time. I was wondering when we could get together, maybe dinner and a movie?’
She couldn’t believe the way he was acting. He should be mad, he should demand an answer. He shouldn’t be acting like this.
‘Well, how ’bout we go get some coffee or something, so I can talk to you.’ Her voice felt weak.
They drove in his car to the shop across the street. It was quaint, and like all the rest, smelt strong of coffee. Brook was feeling more comfortable in this atmosphere. She felt a little more in control. They sat down at a table in the corner and Brook sucked in a long breath.
‘Casey, I made a mistake the other day.’ There, that wasn’t so hard.
‘It’s okay, I forgive you. You just got flustered.’
‘Yeah…wait, what? It’s okay, just like that?’ She managed to stammer after the realization of what he said.
‘Yeah, you got scared. Thought we were going to get caught, so that’s why you kicked me out. It’s cool. So, dinner and a movie?’ His face looked nearly innocent but she just couldn’t believe that was what he actually thought.
‘No, no, no. You’re misunderstanding me. See, what we did together was a mistake. I mean, I’m not trying to hurt your feelings, it was amazing, but…’ She paused to gather her thoughts, ‘Geez, I mean, I’m interested in Will. I don’t know why I showered with you. I guess it’d been a while and you’re so attractive and well, I suppose I lost control of myself. But, the point is, I’m not interested in you…in that kind of way, y’know?’
There, it was out. Now, she just had to make it through his judging and acting pissed off and that would be that. She didn’t want to be best friends with him or anything. She just wanted to be free and clear.
‘No, Brook, I don’t know. You two-timing slut! I’m twice the man Will is, and you’re going to be with me.’ He explained while his jaw contracted and his face contorted into something menacing that scared Brook more than she thought it should.
‘Wait now, don’t get mad. I mean, you obviously have a right to get mad. I did something really terrible to you and it was thoughtless. But, I don’t want to be with you, I want to be with Will.’ She felt like she was quickly losing control over this situation. She began to wonder how long it was fitting to sit and take the abuse before she was entitled to leave.
Casey reached across the table and grabbed her hand hard. Slowly, he pulled her palm to his mouth and brushed a kiss across it. ‘Honey, it’s you and me. When I want something, I get it. I want you. Enough said. Don’t worry about Will, I’ll tell him to fuck off for you.’
WHAT? Was he insane? She was seriously beginning to think so. Clearly, she had to play ball a little rougher. ‘Look Casey, you are extremely mistaken. I don’t want to be with you at all. I made a mistake and it will never happen again. But, I am not your girl nor will I ever be. I’m interested in Will and that’s all there is to it. ‘
His face became menacing again so she quickly pulled her hand away and stormed out of the coffee shop. She hopped in her car and drove off. Jesus Christ! What the hell was that? She didn’t know where she was driving, just that she had to get away. She couldn’t believe that she picked up such a crazy. But, she made it perfectly clear to him how she felt and she would just have to hope that he wouldn’t tell Will.
She drove around for a long time, thinking, not paying attention. She finally made it back home and felt exhausted. Today had been one of the strangest days she could remember. Slowly, she walked up the stairs to her apartment, unlocked the door and walked in feeling a strange aimlessness. Dropping her keys on the counter top she plopped down on the couch. Looking over, she noticed the light flashing on her answering machine. Maybe it was Will.
She reached over and pushed the button.
‘You have eight messages. Message one:
‘Hey babe, it’s Casey, I didn’t really appreciate the way you talked to me earlier. Pretty bitchy. But it’s cool. Just callin’ about the dinner and movie for tonight, call me back.’
Message two:
‘Hey Brook! It’s Casey. Where the hell are ya? I might think you found a better guy. Just joshin’, there’s nobody better me. Call me.’
Message three:
‘Brook, where the fuck are you. You’d better not be sleeping around you little whore. You’re my girl. Give me a fucking call back!’
Messa…’ She reached over and erased all the messages. She would just have to phone Will and see if he called. She just couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Sitting in silence, she was suddenly startled by the phone ringing.
Oh shit, she thought, what if it’s Casey. She just couldn’t deal with him right now. But, what if it was Will. Weighing her priorities, she hesitantly picked up the phone and meekly answered,
‘Hel…hello?’
‘Brook, is that you? Is something wrong?’
Thank god it was Will.
‘Uh, no, no, nothing’s wrong. What’s up?’
‘Well, I was thinking that you could come over to my apartment. We have a pool, I figured we could pick up where we left off so long ago…Does that sound okay?’
It sounded way more than okay to her, it sounded terrific! She quickly got the instructions to his apartment and brought her bathing suit. This was all falling into place so nicely that she hardly had a thought to spare on Casey and his insanity. She knocked on his doors with butterflies dancing in her stomach. And then, there he was.
Her heart skipped a beat. He looked strong and rugged. Definitely not a pretty man, but so sexy and so tempting. She couldn’t believe she had ever had trouble getting sexual with this man. Her and her stupid youth. But now, now she saw something amazing and virile.
‘Y’know, as long as I have know you, you’ve been a starer.’ Will smirked in a very self-satisfied sort of way and Brook realized he had always known why she stared.
‘Well, if you didn’t look so good, I wouldn’t have to take a moment to take you in.’ Brook was pretty satisfied with that one. Sounded coy and intelligent.
‘Come on in, if you need to change the bathroom is over there, I’m gonna change real quick and we can mosey on down there.’ He strode into his room as Brook took a quick look around. One could say the style was ‘Bachelor Eclectic.’ It was definitely a manly pad. She thought she could fix that.
She quickly changed and exited to an ecstatic whistl
e. ‘Damn, Brook. Did you always look like that in a bathing suit.’
Brook blushed and attempted to cover up with the towel she had found. He looked damn fine himself. Since she last saw him, he was definitely leaner, but the muscles were still easily discernable and Brook found the want to trace them with her hands, where ever they may lead.
‘So, you ready?’
‘Let’s go.’
The pool was the perfect temperature and though they started out at the polar opposites, the magnetism between them quickly took effect. Will was completely enjoying himself tickling and playing with Brook and she didn’t seem to mind too much either. Brook couldn’t find any sign of the hesitation she remembered from before. In fact, he seemed more than willing to flirt and play till the cows come home.
‘Will, can I ask you a question?’ She looked at him questioningly.
‘Anything you want.’
‘Well, remember so long ago, when you sort of ditched me. Why did you do that? You looked at me like I was a monster or something.’ She watched his face fall from delight to something very uncomfortable.
‘I knew you”d need to know an explanation. See, I really liked you then, really. But, I have to admit, I was more driven to get one thing, and when you kept showing me a side that was so innocent I just couldn’t take what I wanted. I don’t think I could have lived with myself. And I just wasn’t ready for any kind of relationship.’ He stared waiting to see what kind of answer was coming.
Though it had been a really embarrassing time for her, she really appreciated his honesty, and his integrity. She smiled and he let out a breath of relief.
‘Well, though I wish it hadn’t take so long for me to get with you again, I’m glad I didn’t force something prematurely that would have just been a disappointment to me.’ She reached out her hand to caress his cheek. Just then he turned his head to a rustling in the bushes.
‘Must have been a cat. Look, I made a big mistake so long ago. You’ve been on my mind so much since, and not just in that way, either. The day when your next practice was scheduled, and you didn’t show up, well, I never felt more like scum.’ He reached out and massaged her hand.
This was the moment she needed to tell him. Things would never work if she didn’t.
‘Um, speaking of scum,’ she swallowed hard, trying to keep her composure, ‘I did something really stupid, and I don’t know why I did. I think I was trying to prove something or be spontaneous, I don’t know.’ She looked at him beseechingly.
‘Well, it couldn’t be all that bad. What could you have done already?’ He looked at her quizzically.
‘Well, see…the day we met again at the pro shop. I was there much earlier, and I have a plan to basically seek you out and try to spark things up again. Well, I walked in and this man Casey approached me…’
She saw him scowl. Apparently he wasn’t the best of friends with Casey.
‘So, instead of practicing with you like I had originally planned, I took a lesson with him. And one thing sort of led to another…and I was being so, so stupid. But, we got together after the practice and did some things.’ She sighed, even she couldn’t believe she had been so idiotic.
They both sat there very quietly. Brook certainly wasn’t going to say the next thing, she had already said enough. So she waited for him.
‘When, exactly, did you do this?’ He seemed restrained and even a little scary.
‘Well, I did it before we met each other…’ her voice lowered in disgust, ‘we were in the shower together.’ She felt like a child being punished. She didn’t like it, but she felt it was worth trying to attain the man she had wanted for so long.
‘Are you interested in Casey?’ ‘Not in the least. Like I said, I don’t know why I did it. I guess I was just proving I was a woman and could do anything. But, it was so stupid and it didn’t prove I was a woman, it was childish. I’m so sorry, Will, I want you, not him.’ His scowl lightened a bit. ‘And now, he just won’t go away, but I swear, I want nothing to do with him.’
Will looked up into her eyes. He was still obviously mad, but now there was worry.
‘He won’t leave you alone?’
‘Oh, no, I’m sure it’s nothing, but he just keeps calling and he seems to go through mood swings. One minute, it seems like he wants nothing more than to see me, and then the next, he’s just so angry.’
‘Look Brook, be careful with him. He’s a piece of crap and the only reason he has a job at the tennis club is because he happens to be a great tennis player.’ This time Brook turned to look when the leaves rustled. She quickly looked back to Will, hopefully.
‘Will, can we start fresh? I’ll forget the issues we had before, and you forget the huge, stupid mistake I made just recently. Is that okay?’
‘Think that sounds brilliant.’
He leaned in and cupped her face in his hands. He lightly rubber his lips against hers, igniting a fire inside her that she wasn’t sure if she had ever felt. He pressed his lips harder and against hers and she accepted his tongue and avidly reciprocated.
His hands slid down her soft neck to her shoulders. He massaged them gently while intensifying his kiss. She moaned in delight, a low, guttural sound that she hardly recognized as her own voice.
He slowly pulled away and looked stunned and not just a little hot. ‘Let’s go upstairs.’ He voiced breathlessly. He took her hand and she followed behind him back up to his apartment.
……………….
That stupid little whore, Casey thought to himself. Who in the hell did she think she was? Playing with him like some toy and the ditching him for Will! And Will of all people. He would have to put a stop to this and explain to Brook why he was the one she wanted to be with. He didn’t want things to turn ugly, but what’s right is right, and he was with her first.
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continued.....Before dawn on the sixth and final day of their honeymoon, John lay in bed listening to the soft spray of water far below their window. He could make out conversations in Spanish and the sound of metal scr****g on asphalt. He envisioned the ground's crew, dressed in their green shorts and polo shirts with the resort's name written in gold script over the breast pocket, hosing down the pool area, aligning chairs in curved rows along its k**ney shape and covering them with the foam...
So that bitch thought she could just parade her little conquest around in front of everybody, making him look like an idiot? Casey knew why she was doing this. She wanted to make him jealous. She wanted him to prove that he was a man, a man strong enough to take charge of his woman, and he fully intended to give her that evidence. He decided it was time to stop playing these petty games and do something that she couldn’t ignore. He was going to start with showing her what happens to betrayers. ...
1 ?Miss me Duncan?? the whispered words sliced through the silence. That was how it started. Cold, harsh, calculated. She didn't have to see who spoke them. ?Cheating death itself these days huh Marcott,? the blond fired back. That comment brought a chuckle from the woman, who pressed the cold barrel against Heather Duncan's neck. ?You know I couldn't die. There was too much unfinished work to do,? Mallory hissed. Heather heard the soft clacking of her shoes as she...
Heather and I had issues in our marriage, primarily due to our own insecurities and the new challenges of being parents. We did not handle it well. I let myself go and didn't care for her emotionally or physically. Heather, on the other hand, sought to reclaim and keep up her amazing body after the kids were born.She had come to realize that she could no longer live without attention, whether it was from her husband or someone else. Some soul searching caused Heather to recognize that she...
Wife LoversHeatherMy Wife, Heather, and I, Dave have been married for 25 years and have brought up 2 k**s, who no longer live at home with us and we recently down-sized our big house for a 2 bed-room mini-home that is 68 feet long and 14 feet wide and very nicely laid out as we designed it ourselves. She is 45 years old and I am 46 years old and time has been on her side as she looks at least 10 years younger than she is.After the k**s went to college and university, Heather decided to go to the gym and...
Keith Johnson pushed the two wheeler filled with bins of supplies across the dirt parking lot towards the distant set of barns and stables. He was anxious to get set up before too many arrivals for today’s rodeo, and as a stable hand, he needed to be ready when the riders showed up. Behind him, his wife Heather was gathering her own supplies, arranging food in her coolers so that she could wheel them to the opposite side underneath the metal bleachers where her hot dog stand was located. She...
Heather lay, deep in thought. Her husband Roger snored beside her. It was a long time since she felt this alive, as if a sleeping dragon within her had awoken, breathing fire. Earlier in the evening she had caught her husband's nephew Dan naked with a gigantic erection. He needed help removing a metal ring stuck around his penis and as a nurse she was glad to provide professional help.Remembering his thick shaft in her hands, she knew she had to take full advantage of this opportunity. An 18...
Steve's thrusts became more urgent, and he became more vocal. "Oh God, I'm going to cum… Oh… Oh… I’m coming!"Heather quickened her pace and rubbed her clit, I stroked furiously, accidentally taking a step into our bedroom. Steve moaned out, shooting ropes of cum into Heather's pussy. Heather's body shook in pleasure and slumped back onto Steve's chest, and I shot a load onto the carpet and my hand. I ducked out of my hiding spot, grabbed my swimsuit, and headed for the truck. Heather slid off...
Wife LoversMy teenage daughter, who made a pornographic video for me last night, was on her way home to perform in front of the camera again tonight. She had known the webcam I installed to watch the baby had fallen, changing it's view from the crib, to directly capture the activity from her bed. Instead of being upset about it, Heather enjoyed knowing I was watching her masturbate.I hurried to the kitchen to refill my glass of bourbon, then decided to just take the whole damn bottle to my bedroom. I knew...
IncestIt was Friday night and again I was thinking about Heather. I couldn't stop daydreaming about last week with her. That cute little blonde's tight ass was so incredible. Tonight Heather was going to take her next step into the world becoming a slut, only she didn't know it yet. She was in for quite a surprise. Christine and I had it all planned.We wanted Heather to realize that we were now in total control of her sex life. We wanted her to know that from now on she was our sex slave and was...
Heather Preston struggled playfully at the bonds that held her. She lay naked in her back yard. Her arms and legs spread apart bound to metal stakes buried in the ground. She had been left this way by her husband, Jim, as part of their game. Heather loved bondage a ****-fantasy and Jim loved being dominant, so the two made a good couple in the bedroom. One of their little games was to have Heather bound and exposed outside. Where she would be 'forced' to give Jim a blowjob before he left. She...
Heated Affairs calls itself the World’s Largest Cheating Site, which is kind of a bold-ass claim for a joint getting just a tenth of the traffic they’re pulling over at Ashley Madison. Then again, a tenth of ten million is a pretty fucking deep pool of potential partners, so I ain’t ready to start scoffing just yet. In fact, looking at those traffic stats made me even more eager to get inside and see who needs a bit of PornDude dick on the side. If it happens to be your wife, well, it’s nothing...
Hookup SitesIt was Wednesday evening at our favorite little dive bar; I was having dinner with my wife, Heather. I enjoyed a nice microbrew, my wife having her usual vodka and soda. We talked about our day, the kids, the bills, weekend plans… the usual long-married couple conversations. Somewhere in those conversations, a man sat down at the bar next to my wife. He was a handsome black man, mid-forties, stocky with closely cropped salt and pepper hair.We finished our dinner and continued talking. The...
CuckoldHeatherHeather found herself on a beach, pounded by the surf and lashedby the wind and rain. She supposed it must be the coast of Spain,but all that mattered at that point was survival. She crawledupward and hid among some rocks, her shoes lost, her clothingsodden with sea water. At dawn, some peasants, searching forvaluable jetsam after the storm, found her. She could not run fromthem, for her bare feet and full skirts, wet, heavy, clinging,impeded her, and she was, in any event,...
When last we saw Heather, she and Danielle had been together with me on a photography trip and an unplanned marathon sex session. It was time to review the pictures I took. I was to be at her place at 9 on a Saturday morning. I was early. What I found was quite a surprise. I walked up to her place and knocked on the door. All I heard was the quick scurrying of people. I had interrupted something. Heather came to the door all disheveled. Her curly strawberry blond hair was all fly away. She was...
Straight SexHeather and Will hadn't seen each other for a almost three weeks, except for a couple “quickies”. Will would drop by after work and we would immediately retire to the bedroom for a hard, fast fuck. While Heather still seemed satisfied, I didn't enjoy watching these episodes. It felt like Heather was just being used as a fuck toy. The biggest attraction of this whole scenario for me was seeing my beautiful wife not only being sexually satisfied, but wooed and treasured in way I would, if I...
CuckoldThere was a time before marriage and becoming parents that my wife and I partied almost every weekend. We would work our fingers to the bone during the week and spend Friday and Saturday nights out with all types of friends. This led to quite a few erotic encounters during those formative years of our relationship that helped lay a solid foundation for a healthy and fun sex life. However, there was one that still stands out in both of our minds.Just shy of fifteen years ago, my then fiance...
I pulled into Heather's driveway around 6:00am. I had been told the day before to be there in good time as they had a very special day for me planned. As I got out of the car and headed to the door I noticed a UHaul truck backed part way in the garage. Wondering what exactly they had in store with that, I kept heading to the front door. I rang the doorbell and was met almost immediately by Heather and Nicole. They were both dressed like prostitutes, but ready for the day...