Page 12 of Crazy for the Coaches

“With you?” Eli looked puzzled.

I noticed Martin looked annoyed. That’s right, old man, I thought. She will not hang with you and your wife. I realize he was also one of my bosses, though, and smiled.

“Yeah, Steve and I told her we weren’t sure how we could swing the mortgage and that we have a third bedroom.” None of that was true, but it was realistic.

“Oh. I didn’t realize.” Eli smiled at me.

Maybe he got that there was something off about Martin. If she didn’t want to move in with us, I was in so much trouble.

“Um, Aaron?” Mandy was leaning against the wall outside the exercise room. It did not really surprise me to see her, as Eli and Martin had left a while back and I figured her brother would talk to her. I’d hoped I’d have time to warn her, though, or talk to Steve. He was better at smoothing over this kind of thing.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I wanted to explain.”

I was learning lots of her expressions, but I couldn’t read this one.

She took me by the hand. It surprised me, as players were all around us, but I was pleased. That’s right, guys, I thought. She’s taken.

“Everything ok?” Steve was in the hallway, with his sweaty hair sticking up.

“Let’s go in here,” she said, pulling us into what would be a massage room or a medic station for either team during games.

“I told her brother and Martin that she was moving in with us. I’m so sorry. He was telling your brother why you should move in with them, and I just lost it.”

Steve snorted. “That’s the most I’ve heard Aaron say in one stream in a long time. It’s a sign of how much we care about you.”

“Um, ok.” Mandy’s phone buzzed, and she pulled it out to look at it. “I was just surprised. You know, last night doesn’t automatically mean I’m moving in. It was wonderful, but I haven’t decided about moving yet.”

I cut her off. “I know. Last night has nothing to do with it. If you don’t want a repeat of that, you can just stay in the room. No pressure.”

“Though we really want a repeat. Tonight, if possible,” Steve said, taking her hand.

She put her phone in her pocket and shook her head at us, her beautiful smile lighting up her face. “What will I do with you two?”

Then she held up a hand as Steve told her what she could do with us. “Don’t even answer that. What time should I be over?”

After she left, Steve looked at me. “Joyce just patted me on the ass. Me. Not the players. Me.”

I sighed. “We need a strategy for those two. Did they become owners just to find people to play their kinky games with?”

“I wouldn’t mind playing some kinky games with Mandy,” Steve said, moving to go into the hallway. “But first a shower.”

“That dinner was delicious,” she said later, as we were once again on our couch, with Mandy between me and Steve.

“Thank you,” I said. “It was just omelets and a salad.”

“Yes, but I didn’t have to make it. And it was the perfect comfort food for tonight.” She snuggled up to me.

“Don’t forget about dessert.” Steve said, reaching for the bag on the end of the couch.

“Dessert?” She looked at the bag and her eyes widened. “I know that store! But I don’t think they have food?”

“Nah,” I said, as Steve tossed me the soft ties. I tied her hands together loosely with the stretchy ties I found at an adult store in town, after Steve got her top and bra off in record time.

That was the fastest shopping trip I’d ever made after work that day, yet I’d run into three players as I was leaving with my bag. Next time I’d order some things online. “But Steve and I are still going to enjoy dessert.”

Her high-pitched scream would likely get us a knock from our neighbors or the cops. That thought occurred to me a little while later, while Steve licked her delicious pussy. I alternated between kissing her luscious lips and her breasts. I held her down with my arm across her waist as she reached for her pleasure.

“The beard.” She said breathlessly when she opened her eyes a minute later.

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