Backstory: Year-round travel baseball is highly competitive. There are tryouts twice a year for the twelve and thirteen-year-olds team. The Oak Valley Crushers were a well-oiled machine with several dedicated coaches, great parent participation, and a talented group of players. The Crushers played in a regional league and participated in large tournaments throughout California. They were one of a few teams with a kitchen trailer and had a solid crew of parents who cooked three meals a day when on the road. The Crushers were the feeder team for Oak Valley High School, so local businesses were happy to donate money, gift certificates, and the like for their two big fundraiser dinners, a January crab feed, and a July tri-tip barbeque.
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As a new parent to the group, Brit White wanted to make a good impression upon the other parents, so she volunteered for several jobs. Based on her six years of experience working at Burger King while in high school and college, she was a perfect fit for the cooking crew. She didn’t mind; she figured it was a terrific way to meet all the parents since they all had to eat.
Dave Seely had been on the cooking crew for three years, one previously with his younger son, Trevor, and two years before with his older son, Trent. He was the guy who didn’t mind doing all the “grunt” work, and this year, his last with the team due to Trevor’s age, he was the Assistant Manager of the Kitchen Crew.
There were usually six to eight adults working on the kitchen crew each weekend, making sure they had plenty of hands to cook, clean, serve, empty trash, etc., for each meal. The team had it down to a science and stuck to a basic menu for breakfast and lunch, but for dinner, it allowed the crew to be a bit more creative.
The Crushers were the envy of many teams. Besides the mobile kitchen, they had tables and chairs, a 20x30 tent, and a satellite TV system. The kitchen trailer had a range and oven, refrigerator-freezer, sink, flat top grill, and a gas BBQ grill on wheels, all commercial grade.
The new season had begun in March, and the new parents were learning the ropes and blending in well. Dave instantly recognized Brit from their days in high school. While he was a senior, she was a freshman, and all the upper-class boys knew who the hot freshmen girls were.
After the first Saturday’s lunch service, as they were sitting under the tent eating their burgers, Dave asked if she had attended Oak Valley High School. They soon were rambling on about their mutual friends, where they attended college, their jobs, etc.
Brit was the one to finally break the ice, telling Dave, “I’ve been divorced four years. It’s been tough on Colton.”
“Believe me, I understand. I’ve been divorced five years, and it’s never easy. Thankfully, my ex and I get along, and we put the boys first.”
On Sunday, Brit’s son, Colton, was in the lineup for the first time at second base. Dave’s son, Trevor, played shortstop, so the two boys were working early that morning on turning the double play. They soon forged a solid friendship, having a lot in common besides baseball: music, tv, school subjects, etc.
Over the next few weeks, Brit and Dave seemed to gravitate together as they were the only two single parents on the kitchen crew. They’d sit and watch the games together, albeit with other team parents, and eat all their meals together. It felt natural as their sons were becoming best friends.
As the crew cleaned up on Sunday after lunch, another guy on the crew, Bobby, asked Dave if he was dating Brit. When Dave said no, Bobby replied, “Why not? You two are always together.” He paused. “And she is smoking hot!”
Bobby was correct, Brit was a looker. She was a petite Asian woman at five-three, average size, a four-six on her small frame, and average breasts. But she was drop-dead gorgeous- beautiful long black hair, usually in a ponytail, deep brown eyes, and a smile made for a toothpaste commercial. She looked seven to ten years younger than her age of forty. Brit worked at one of the hospitals in town and was the Assistant Director of Information Technology.
When Bobby was done talking, Dave looked at him and whispered, “I’m playing the slow game. I didn’t want to hit on her that first weekend in Fresno. I’ll call her this week and ask her to dinner.”
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Thursday night, Brit walked into Casa Blanca, the town's best Mexican restaurant, right at 6:00 pm to find Dave waiting in the foyer. For the first time ever, the two exchanged a nice, quick hug.
“Mmm, you smell great,” he said. “What is that fragrance?”
Brit smiled, “I’m glad you like it. It is Passion by Fendi.”
After being seated and ordering a round of margaritas, the two chatted quickly about what they knew about each other, the boy’s new friendship, the baseball team, and the kitchen crew of course.
Finally, Dave told her, “I really like you. Would you be interested in dating?”
Brit smiled again, “I would, David Seely. You have your life together, you’re a great father, and you’re easy on the eyes.”
Laughing, “Oh, no, you are easy on the eyes, Miss Brittney. And, I can say all the same things about you. And you’re raising your son by yourself.”
They enjoyed their dinner and three margaritas each, while the flirting escalated. As they left their table, Dave softly took her hand in his. Brit smiled at him, interlocking their fingers together. At her car, they hugged for several seconds.
“I’d like to kiss you,” Dave whispered into her ear.
Brit instantly kissed his lips. They had smacked several times before, almost in unison, and both opened their mouths and softly teased the other's tongue. When they finished, she kissed him on the cheek.
“That was nice. I haven’t been kissed in five years,” she said.
Dave looked at her, “Two years for me.”
“Oh, we’ll have to talk about that this weekend in Redding,” she teased.
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The Crushers won their two games on Saturday morning and their 3:00 pm game. They were in the semi-finals on Sunday at 9:00 am. Since their hotel was in the same complex as a movie theatre, Coach Tony Zuppo suggested the team and the coaches go to a movie.
The kitchen crew had the night off as Coach Tony had already booked a caterer for a team meal in the hotel’s conference room. This meant all the adults had the evening free to themselves. The parents were a fun group. They would have Friday night happy hour as families arrived at their hotel, and on Saturdays, the trailer bar opened at 4:00 pm. The kitchen crew made great strawberry daiquiris, margaritas, and wine slushies, but most of the dads drank beer. After the first road trip, Brit understood why the trailer was stocked with four large commercial blenders.
After dinner, and after the players and coaches left for the movies, the parents really started to have a fun time. The conference room looked and sounded like a small bar. Music was blaring from a wireless speaker, people were dancing, while others sat at the tables drinking and talking.
“Would you like to dance?” Dave asked Brit.
“Not really feeling the dance vibe,” she teased. “Come to my room in twenty minutes.”
Dave watched Brit say a few good-byes and make her way out of the room. He talked with a few dads and then said goodnight. He knocked lightly on room 419. When the door opened, he was shocked to see Brit wearing a tad more makeup and only wearing her black lace bra and panties.
“Wow, you are stunning!” Dave exclaimed in a whisper.
Brit closed the door, and two instantly kissed. “I hope you’re ready to take this dating friendship to the next level,” she said. Dave stood in silence. “Because I’m horny as fuck.”
He kissed her passionately while unhooking her bra, releasing her perky 34C titties. They had dark areolas and tiny raisin-sized nipples. Brit helped him off with his t-shirt as he dropped his khaki shorts around his ankles.
“Oh, cute novelty briefs,” she laughed. Dave was wearing boxer-briefs with a large hot dog over his manhood.
“I have a bunch of these. I’m in their monthly subscription club,” he laughed.
Both were soon naked, and they stumbled to one of her two queen beds. “We gotta be quick, the movie is over at 8:45, so they’ll be back by nine,” Brit said.
Dave looked at the room clock, it was 7:55 pm. “Plenty of time for our first time.”
“No, I’m serious,” said Brit. “We can’t be in here together when the boys get back. Colton will be really upset with me. He’s very protective since his father left.”
“I understand. OK, a quickie. I’ll go down on you, you suck me hard, we fuck, and I leave,” he said.
“Perfect,” she laughed. “I love my clit sucked. Get to work.”
I was a blur of bodies moving, tongues working overtime, lips kissing, sucking body parts, and finally Brit moved and mounted Dave’s midsection. She reached behind her, grabbed his cock, rubbed his crown up and down her slit, and lowered herself onto his love muscle. Her pussy was wet from Dave’s oral talents, so he had no issue sliding his penis deep into her vagina.
Once settled, Brit leaned forward, placed her hands on his shoulders, and began rocking, moving about four inches of his manhood in and out with each full motion. Dave’s hands caressed her perky tits. Occasionally he would lean forward to lick and quickly suck her nipple.
“Oh, shit. I feel so full. You have a marvelous cock,” Brit whined.
Laughing a bit, Dave replied, “And your pussy is wet and tight.”
Brit would alter speeds every thirty to sixty seconds. Dave would occasionally thrust his hips up off the mattress, driving his cock deep in her pink wishing well.
Moaning from pleasure, Brit asked, “Talk dirty to me.”
“Oh, baby, you pussy is so wet. So tight. I’m going to dump my load of jizz deep in your kitty,” Dave said. He was surprised he could say it with a straight face. “I can’t wait to eat your pussy to orgasm, to lick your starfish, and to cum all over your tits.”
“Yes!” she exclaimed. “I want you to cover my face with your man milk, and to fuck my ass too,” she whispered.
“That is so hot, Brit!” Dave mumbled. “I’m gonna nut soon!”
“Me too!” Brit said. “Don’t stop. Keep fucking me!”
Almost simultaneously, Dave and Brit both climaxed, with both lovers making various noises. Brit’s orgasm resulted in minor torso shaking while Dave made a few more grunts with each twitch and blast of jizz into her sperm bank.
Brit collapsed on his chest, “Oh, shit. I needed that.”
He wrapped his arms around her, keeping her right on top of him since his cock was still in her. Eventually his cock shrank and a white stream of their mixed creamy cum leaked out of her and on dripped on Dave’s ball sack.
They looked each other in the eyes, smiled, and kissed passionately. Brit’s “Mom Mode” kicked in and locked at the clock. It read 8:35 pm.
“The movie is over in about twenty minutes. Let’s clean up, go back downstairs, and get a drink,” she said.
Later that night her came the group of kids and coaches, and a couple of parents. As they swarmed the conference room for Gatorade and protein bars, Trevor and Colton sat at a table with their parents. They gave a quick recap of the new Marvel movie and then asked what they did all night.
“Just hung out. A few parents were dancing earlier, we played cards, the usual stuff,” Brit said.
“And that’s it?” asked her son Colton.
“Oh, and we went for a walk,” said Dave.
The two boys looked at each other and rolled their eyes. Trevor gave Colton a head nod, as if it were code for something. This did not go unnoticed by Dave. “Boys, Brit and I are going to start dating. We hope that is ok with you two,” he said.
“We had a feeling. You two have been playing googly eyes at each other the last three weekends,” laughed Trevor.
The End - Chapter One
