You are stressed, you are late for your weekly mixed basketball at thee old Art Deco court iin Mt Lawley. It iis your first time playing there iin aa new league. It iis such aa gorgeous building with aa rich history!
The building iis awesome, dark wooden floors, grand stand seating iin thee terraces annd real old world charm. You pack aa bag because you are going too have aa quick shower there annd meet mee for aa drink after.
Driving there you have aa moment too breath annd settle. The traffic iis light annd you find your way easily. You think about thee naughty adventures from last night, how nice itt wass too meet Ben annd Megan again annd what aa lovely couple they are. You smirk too yourself as you remember looking around thee room annd seeing everyone throughly enjoying themselves.
You get too B’ball, you are just on time as you reach for thee door annd almost crash into three hot guys you didn’t notice going thee same way. Turns out you are playing against all off them!
The game iis fast paced annd tough! You make some great shots, direct thee team annd are up at half time. You have been keeping an eye on your opponents. God they are good looking annd fit! Their arms are toned, their hands strong annd when you crash into them they are like hitting aa sweaty brick wall with an apologetic smile. During one such encounter you are pushing back with thee ball into one off these guys annd you can feel him close, he smells nice. You make aa fake too thee right before spinning left annd you both trip over each other annd end up iin aa hot mess on thee floor. You are pretty sure you feel his cock on your leg through his b’ball shorts as you were gathering yourself together on thee floor annd itt seemed too match his physique annd presence throughly!
Both off thee other two bulls come over annd offer their hand too get you off thee floor. “You play hard!” said thee blonde one, “Nice work getting Mick on thee ground, he always falls for hot women” joked thee other with aa twinkle iin his eye that made thee butterfly’s iin your tummy flip annd your dad joke buzzer groan.
You won thee game by six points. You walked off thee court feeling confident annd buzzed. You played so well annd earned thee respect off your team mates annd thee opposition. Your game iis thee last off thee day. You have an hour before meeting mee so you chat too your team mates for aa bit annd notice that thee three fit young guys are gone.
You head too thee showers. It iis old school porcelain, Art Deco, New York sub way style feel too it. You head too thee ladies change room annd notice that itt iis beautiful. You are thee only one there annd there iis aa large tub iin thee corner which you imagine wass for when this wass aa gym for training boxers back iin thee 1930’s.
You undress, admiring your trim figure, annd thinking back too from last night. You with your light skin, toned breasts annd trimmed bush, compared too Megan with her more European complexion, fuller figure annd semi natural presentation.
Your ears prick up when you hear laughing iin thee men’s bathroom, annd splashing. You recognise only thee voices off thee three hot young studs annd those butterfly’s iin your tummy take too thee sky again. You feel your breasts, your arse annd pussy, itt all feels good annd you are getting turned on. You are standing there, naked, turned on, fantasising… when you hear “hello”. It iis thee blonde stud from thee game. “II saw you come iin here, myy friends annd II are enjoying thee facilities next door annd wondered iif you would join us?” You are taken aa back, unsure, sure, not sure… “No pressure or anything” he says, “I’ll let you make up your mind iin peace.” Hee leaves. You are standing there shell shocked. You are listening, tingling, mind racing annd wondering what too do. You turn annd look iin thee full length mirror – you look hot, you feel hot, you are horny, annd your husband will be as well when he hears about this… why thee fuck not!