The guilt, the thrill, the passion, the need, the desire - which one best fits my mind or theirs? I have posted before here on the basketball moms, yes the married ones and the amazing times I continue to have. Over the last year plus I am really into one lady and friends with them all. Once you figure out the flirts, the brush by’s, the extra button undone (that wasn’t earlier), it’s so prevalent and right in front of you. They say that 50%!of marriages end in divorce, ok fine. I am part of that statistic twice, but if it’s 50% then the infidelity percentage is above 60% is my guess.

It’s not something I was searching for, it just happened and keeps happening though I pretty much have 1 steady from each of my sons teams and yes very very much discrete.

I have guilt, as at one point over the last several years I had been with more than a dozen married woman that I know. Hypothetical or not if I was friends with the husband that was a hard no, regardless of the forwardness and openness of the my other friend the wife. Hard no.

Here in lies the latest guilt, thrill, sad, happening. I will call her Ms A. Ms A was a hard no that never gave up. Super fun flirt, super sensual, super good looking, and apparently an arm candy relationship / marriage. Like it or not her husband that is what he wanted and did whatever he wanted. Very fun and outgoing, lives on the edge, lives with something always cooking and rarely less than $5K cash on him all the time. Fun guy. Went to many of our kids games together, college games, pro games etc …. Ms A was a hard no and she never let up over the last few years. Sometimes months in between and sometimes not, and more brazen lately. We have hooked up one time years ago and never again though very flirty and touchy. Definitely thought of in our circle as best friends. At the last tournament all of the sexual emotions one could have were flowing through me.

She teased and I teased no one cared, but this Saturday back at the hotel pool she was very much pushing it and complaining the entire trip about her husband and how they just grew apart and she knew the marriage but she rarely goes with him. She is inreasingly lonely, but for me a hard no and she basically respected it, not always and not when she is as horny as one can get. Well in the pool playing catch with the boys, talking with other parents, she was getting tired and said her goodbyes as did her husband. Coach asked if I could do the wash of all the uniforms for tomorrow’s game and always volunteer or help in any way. So I get the laundry going and it’s not difficult, but it also takes some coordination as the kids are given a grocery bag and put all their day’s basketball stuff in. I decide to stay in the hotel laundry room instead of going back up to my room. Well Ms A knocks on the window. I get up and let her in and can tell something happened. She tells me she just has no feelings other than disgust for her husband and it’s mutual amd fighting and name calling getting worse. Not unusual over the years and things get better it appears. We are in laundry of a courtyard Marriott with our team and plenty of other teams. She stands up and says there will be no “NO” tonight. Really yes there is. No. And now for the dumbest move of all I tell her to slide her chair over and I’ll massage her feet. Whelp that took about 12 seconds I was hard as a rock she was slouched squirming and moaning already. Not my plan. I try and get out of this but her one foot is planted and playing with my raging hard on. This is not the first borderline toeing the line flirting over the years after our one encounter. Though she was abnormally turned on so I asked her, she had place a small remote control vibrator up inside her before she left her room and was only a stop gap until she found me. I have to get up at fold and separste the two dryer loads. As I stand up not thinking and walking over and in my sleep shirts (no underwear) my hard on is standing at perfect attention. Not just in her face, but all the other parents in the lobby coming back from dinner. I caught a few eyes looking and wondering. I slam up to one of the dryers to hide it. She is laughing and bantering back and forth. The lobby clears out and I sit back to wait on the next loads in the dryer.

She places her feet right back on me and I start to massage again and start to massage her calves. I have been told amazing hands, amazing tongue and very sensual. The calves and feet have her moving and moaning. Her vibrator is in the table and she is getting squirmier. I keep the hands going and the moans get louder and past the knee and on the thighs and I know it’s going far, not the massage itself the way i am working the hands in her muscles. Exactly what she wants. And I am do turned in as I also am getting the best foot job in my pulsating tool. The dryer buzzes and I am not under any of her clothing and she is about to orgasm as she begs to keep going. As I continue and lean forward and massage both thighs and go a little higher and her feet are tucked in my belly and she is now mumbling I see out of the corner of my eye Ms B (fake name) sitting in the lobby watching the whole thing. Now Ms B is a simple woman and very conservative. Her husband is not on the trip and she is smiling and seems a bit sweaty. I continue to massage and tease the legs and feet and back up and in the waistband and nod to Ms B with my head to come over and smirk hard. I have her on the brink and can smell the juices. As I go up her thigh and she says how good it feels and she is going to cum so hard and don’t stop she raises one of her legs and puts her foot in face and her sweats are soaked We are still in public and I take her foot and tell her to be quiet and ms B enters the laundry room door as she explodes and shakes and says over and over I am cumming I am cumming you are so good and want to ride you all night. She can’t stop and her face turns purple as she sees ms b. Ms b also is hit as can be. Ms b son is in another room and without hesitation she says “I knew it, I am more turned on right now then I have been in 5 years”. Ms a is do embarrassed as she has had a powerful orgasm. Ms b says I have watched and wanted you for so long and I said but Billy is my friend like A husband. Please come to my room. A and b leave and I fold the jerseys and go to my room and out them in there. My son is awake and I tell him I am going to hang out for a bit. I go to a room right down the hall and to this day I know I was seen going in the room. And from there ….. I’ll fill in tomorrow.