That Soccer Mom (MF) Part 1

This story happened earlier in 2022…

Part 1 – is just the background

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Another springtime season of youth soccer. Kids and parents gathered on the soccer fields in my town. Chairs, umbrellas are set up around the field by the time I got there. This time is different for me though. I am not here for my own kids, rather, I am here to support my oldest grandson. This is his first season playing soccer. This is the age where kids are just as likely to play in the dirt, than actually kicking the ball. However, I could tell that this was going to be a good season for soccer, not because of the kids, but because of the young sexy moms, one caught my attention right away.
I saw her when I arrived at the field. She was wrestling her kids, setting up her chair, chatting with the other parents. She really paid no attention to me, other than a casual smile when I walked by. I strategically set up my chair a few feet away, making sure that there were some people between us, but with a clear line of sight so I could watch her.
She was slender, fit, with a beautiful face and natural smile that captured my attention. As a more mature man, though physical beauty is important, what is just is as in important, is personality … and this woman had that in spades. She was the type that didn’t need to try to be the center of attention, because she already was.
As I watched her more closely, I began to notice details about her. She had her hair in a ponytail, just a little makeup, but she looked just gorgeous, natural, just the way I like. She had a great shape. Nice breasts, and nice butt with a proportional waist to her chest and hips. Her legs were long, but she was not super tall. She was very easy upon the eyes.
She was wearing some leggings, a tank top and running shoes. The band of her sports bra was showing, as well as her nice cleavage. Not too much though, She knew she was at a youth soccer game and didn’t need to show her assets too much. Occasionally, as she stood up from her chair to gather a child, I caught a glimpse of the front of her leggings, and my, my, what front she had. I followed the angles from her slim hips all the way down between her legs. There was a hint of cameltoe. It wasn’t too obvious, but for some who was looking, like I was, I could see the outline of her pussy.

As a young mom, I knew that she was probably married, but her husband was no where to be seen. I began to think about what it would be like to have this woman to myself. I found myself caught up in a daydream.
I imagined taking her home that night and after getting the kids in fed and in bed, she said she needed to take a shower. After a long day, with no real breaks, she would want one. I followed her into the bathroom and as she peeled off her leggings, it was just as I thought, no panties. As my line of sight was from behind, when she leaned over to step out of her leggings, her legs were slightly parted and I witnessed those beautiful lips that I first saw through her leggings at the field. She turned around, took off her sport bra and tank top and just stood there and smiled.
In my mind, she was totally naked, sexy, in her feminine beauty and ready. She lifted up one leg, parted her lips, with two fingers and slid another inside her pussy. She alternated between fingering herself and rubbing her clit, all the while her leg was lifted up and I saw everything. She knew I was enjoying it because she could see that I was getting hard and wanted her. She just teased like that for less than a minute and told me to wait while she washed off.
When she was done with her shower, she toweled off her hair, wrapped the towel around herself and motioned me to follow her into the bedroom. I gladly did so.
When she got to the bed, she turned around, dropped her towel and sat at the edge of the bed. She then spread her legs wide and proceeded to play with her self. First, 1 finger, then two and then three. Her fingers matched the rhythm of her hip movements. It was intoxicating, exciting and thrilling, all at the same time.
As she got into a good rhythm, her moans and sighs were added to the sounds of her wet between her legs. After, what seemed like an eternity, she finally asked me to join her. I had been so transfixed by this heavenly creature, that I forgot that I was still dressed. I didn’t bother to take of my shirt, I just started unzipping my trousers, and then in the distance, I heard a whistle … like a game whistle…
I became aware of my surroundings again, and realized that I had never left the field. The soccer game was just ending and parents had started picking up their things. I gazed at that mom that, 10 seconds before, was naked, spread eagle in front of me, but now, was fully dressed.
With those explicit images lingering in my mind, I decided to introduce myself. I went over and approached her and said my name and pointed out my grandson on the sidelines. She said her name was Mel and she pointed out her child. She smiled sweetly, touched me on the forearm and said she would see me around. I reciprocated the sentiment, but I had other plans, more naughty plans.
I resolved right there that I would have her to myself and soon…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w9p6xs/that_soccer_mom_mf_part_1