A Hotwife Spring Training by Hank Dolworth

Author:Hank Dolworth [Dolworth, Hank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JACKL Publishing
Published: 2024-03-05T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

PLAY BALL

The pre-game warm-up ends, and I'm excited. I've always loved the traditions of the start of a baseball game—the announcers asking everyone to stand, remove their hats, and sing the national anthem. It might be a little corny, but I've always seen baseball as our national pastime. I whip off my hat and hold it against my chest, ready to start the first stanza, when the vibrator revs up, and I squawk in surprise. Gripping Jason's arm with my free hand, my knees clamp together as if they have a mind of their own. I'm about to double over from the intensity when it stops as suddenly as it started.

The crowd is well into singing our national anthem while I'm catching my breath. Part of me is horrified, and the other half wants it to start up again. Jason is holding in his laughter, holding his cap against his chest, and singing along. I narrow my eyes at him, and he avoids looking back at me. I look at the field where the teams are lined up on the base paths. When I spy Carter in his catcher's gear, he stares at me with a knowing smirk. When he starts laughing, I flip him the bird, and Jason loses his composure and laughs. Then he pulls my hand down and holds me against his side. "Let's not wave the finger around while singing the national anthem, babe."

"I can't believe he did that," I gasp, then laugh into Jason's neck. "Wait, yeah, I can. Fucker."

Carter loves practical jokes, and it dawns on me that he might be the worst person to have control of the remote. It's too late, and I hope he'll be too busy calling pitches and playing the game to focus on torturing me. Another part of me hopes he'll find a way to make a mess of me while he plays baseball.

When the anthem stops, the teams take their places on the field. Since we're the away team, Carter and Ethan jog over to the dugout along the third-base line. Carter waves at us and nudges his brother. Ethen grins and waves, but I can tell his mind is on baseball and pitching. As Ethan steps inside the dugout, Carter pulls something from his back pocket. I'm halfway to sitting in my chair when it hits me, and I drop to my knees in front of my seat. My hand cups my buzzing crotch while I bite my lips to keep from moaning. The buzzing stops a few seconds later and I relax. My head is down as I take a slow breath, then lift my head to peek back at the devious catcher through the chain-link fence. He grins as he slides the remote back into his pocket.

Jason leans down, wraps his arms around my chest, and helps me back into my seat. I sigh and pout at him. "Is he going to do this all through the game?"

"It's up to him." Jason smiles. When he leans to kiss my cheek, I turn so our lips meet and kiss him.

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