warm against her breasts; the vibration of the humming engine caused her body to tremble.
The crisp September night air rested on Adrienne’s bare brown ass and legs, but Leroy kept her warm.
Adrienne liked that she couldn’t see him; that every move took her by surprise.
Was he going to move this way or that? Was he going to kiss her neck or reach around and fondle her breasts some more?
Leroy’s fingers lightly brushed the side of her face and Adrienne took one in her mouth and sucked gently.
He moaned.
Always a man with a bag of many tricks, Leroy turned her over then and lifted her legs so that they rested on his hips. He hovered over her and slipped inside her deep.
Fucking him this way had always been more intense and Adrienne kept her eyes on Leroy’s face. She watched the many ways his expression changed as he fucked her, the look of ecstasy washing over him.
Looking into his eyes, Adrienne knew Leroy was going to come soon, but she also knew that her ex-husband would never let his go until she exploded first.
And explode Adrienne did, coming so hard that her stomach tightened and her thighs trembled relentlessly as she gripped them tighter against his hips.
Leroy pulled out seconds before he came, leaving Adrienne dangling somewhere between passion and exhaustion. He finished himself off with his hand and squirted the result of their coupling on her exposed pussy.
His come was hot against her skin.
Adrienne’s breathing came fast and heavy.
Leroy helped her off the hood of the car and onto her feet. She straightened her dress while he zipped his fly.
They exchanged their good-byes with a quick kiss on the lips, Adrienne going inside her house, Leroy backing slowly out of her driveway.
• • •
It was past one in the morning and Adrienne was lying on the bed, naked, when her phone began to vibrate on the nightstand. She hadn’t bothered to turn it off.
When she picked it up, a text message from Darrell crossed the screen.
Got caught up in a meeting at work and couldn’t call. Sure sorry I missed you.
It almost made her smile. Almost made her want to slide up her phone and type back the words I’m sorry, too …
Almost.
But she put the phone down.
Placed her hands behind her head and stretched.
Darrell had missed his chance. She’d call him in the morning and tell him all about it.
Then she’d call Leroy and ask him over for breakfast.
And maybe, if she chose to, they would do it all over again.
The Night Game
Patt Mihailoff
It was a summer day that started off brutally hot and extended into a steamy, irritating afternoon that ended in a white-hot night.
Jaleel, or Jai as he liked to be called, watched Nyrah Manning with annoyance as she moved her sometimes jiggly, sometimes not, body around the dugout—talking to, but most often yelling at, a youngster preparing to go out onto the field. If he was to go for a heavy-breasted sort of woman, his tastes leaned more in the line of Star Jones after the surgery.
Jaleel wasn’t happy that, in the interest of political correctness, Nyrah had been chosen as the assistant coach of the Haverford Middle League alongside him. They were always butting heads about who had the best strategy on the game or what position a certain kid should or should not play. Now the team was vying for the state championship, and he did not want to hear anything from this mouthy bitch.
It was the third inning and the bases were loaded. Jai whistled and called out encouragement to his team, noticing that Nyrah glared back at him as though he was disturbing their brooding concentration.
A loud pop sent the ball flying through the air. Everyone was cheering as the fleet-footed youngster ran around the bases. Jai had been watching a series of approaching clouds and hoped thatany rain would hold off until the game was over. No such luck! A large, angry, gray cloud rushed in and let go a downpour so swift and so hard that they all grabbed as much gear as they
The crisp September night air rested on Adrienne’s bare brown ass and legs, but Leroy kept her warm.
Adrienne liked that she couldn’t see him; that every move took her by surprise.
Was he going to move this way or that? Was he going to kiss her neck or reach around and fondle her breasts some more?
Leroy’s fingers lightly brushed the side of her face and Adrienne took one in her mouth and sucked gently.
He moaned.
Always a man with a bag of many tricks, Leroy turned her over then and lifted her legs so that they rested on his hips. He hovered over her and slipped inside her deep.
Fucking him this way had always been more intense and Adrienne kept her eyes on Leroy’s face. She watched the many ways his expression changed as he fucked her, the look of ecstasy washing over him.
Looking into his eyes, Adrienne knew Leroy was going to come soon, but she also knew that her ex-husband would never let his go until she exploded first.
And explode Adrienne did, coming so hard that her stomach tightened and her thighs trembled relentlessly as she gripped them tighter against his hips.
Leroy pulled out seconds before he came, leaving Adrienne dangling somewhere between passion and exhaustion. He finished himself off with his hand and squirted the result of their coupling on her exposed pussy.
His come was hot against her skin.
Adrienne’s breathing came fast and heavy.
Leroy helped her off the hood of the car and onto her feet. She straightened her dress while he zipped his fly.
They exchanged their good-byes with a quick kiss on the lips, Adrienne going inside her house, Leroy backing slowly out of her driveway.
• • •
It was past one in the morning and Adrienne was lying on the bed, naked, when her phone began to vibrate on the nightstand. She hadn’t bothered to turn it off.
When she picked it up, a text message from Darrell crossed the screen.
Got caught up in a meeting at work and couldn’t call. Sure sorry I missed you.
It almost made her smile. Almost made her want to slide up her phone and type back the words I’m sorry, too …
Almost.
But she put the phone down.
Placed her hands behind her head and stretched.
Darrell had missed his chance. She’d call him in the morning and tell him all about it.
Then she’d call Leroy and ask him over for breakfast.
And maybe, if she chose to, they would do it all over again.
The Night Game
Patt Mihailoff
It was a summer day that started off brutally hot and extended into a steamy, irritating afternoon that ended in a white-hot night.
Jaleel, or Jai as he liked to be called, watched Nyrah Manning with annoyance as she moved her sometimes jiggly, sometimes not, body around the dugout—talking to, but most often yelling at, a youngster preparing to go out onto the field. If he was to go for a heavy-breasted sort of woman, his tastes leaned more in the line of Star Jones after the surgery.
Jaleel wasn’t happy that, in the interest of political correctness, Nyrah had been chosen as the assistant coach of the Haverford Middle League alongside him. They were always butting heads about who had the best strategy on the game or what position a certain kid should or should not play. Now the team was vying for the state championship, and he did not want to hear anything from this mouthy bitch.
It was the third inning and the bases were loaded. Jai whistled and called out encouragement to his team, noticing that Nyrah glared back at him as though he was disturbing their brooding concentration.
A loud pop sent the ball flying through the air. Everyone was cheering as the fleet-footed youngster ran around the bases. Jai had been watching a series of approaching clouds and hoped thatany rain would hold off until the game was over. No such luck! A large, angry, gray cloud rushed in and let go a downpour so swift and so hard that they all grabbed as much gear as they
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