Check in with her about her marriage

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// Kaitlyn has some concerns. Cheerleader uniform. Lewis loyalty

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"Good to see you, Kaitlyn." I give her a quick hug. "You look incredible. How did you get ready so fast?"

"Between you asking me to hurry over and my husband pushing me out the door, I didn't have much of a choice!"

"So he is happy with the story we made for him last time then?"

"Yeah. He was...an enthusiastic listener you could say. He wanted me to describe things in lots of detail. The more detail the better.” She rolls her eyes and her smile falters, hinting that not every conversation went well.

"So how did you describe the situation with Doug and me?"

"I told him that two guys were hitting on me at the same time at the bar and that after some sparring between them, we came to an arrangement where I took care of them both in turn. The first guy was really nervous at getting his hands on such a hottie. He barely knew what to do with me." Kaitlyn gives me the same faux innocent shrug and pout that she must have performed for her husband. "He came so quickly."

I slide my hand around her back in the open doorway. "And the other guy?"

"Oh, I didn't get his name. He was biding his time, watching me in the rearview mirror. I could tell he really wanted to fuck me good and hard. I was getting wet thinking about what he would do to me after we ditched the first guy." She bites her lip. "I could tell by his confidence that he probably had a fat cock for me." Kaitlyn lets me pull her close. I press my thigh between her legs. "When I finally saw his cock, I just had to send a photo of it. If I stayed out all night, my husband would have to understand."

I cup her ass. "How could you say such cruel things to your devoted husband?" Her eyes narrow and she leans closer.

"His cock has never been so hard."

"You are so fucking sexy."

"That's why he married me." She pulls away like a cat, stepping through the doorway and then turns back, now glowing in afternoon sunlight.

“We've been fucking more lately, in case you haven't heard."

"Glad to hear it. So you are saying everything is healthy then? And how are you feeling about it all?"

"It was thrilling...and so hot... We still have some things to talk through, he might be feeling a little jealous, but apparently he is convinced that no damage is done. So I guess we try it again and see from there."

I nod. Thanks for doing this. He is a friend in **** need.

"****, huh? This guy isn't a fat slob is he?"

"No, not physically at least. He was a HS football star. You don't need to worry about that."

"Oh really?" She suddenly seems more interested. "Around here? What team?"

"Wildcats."

"No way! I was a Ravens cheerleader. We had some intense rivalries."

"I remember." Lewis won't shut up about it. "Heeeeeeey....." A thought strikes me. "Do you still have your uniform?"

Kaitlyn levels her eyes at me like she has gotten this request too many times before. "Yeah, I have it."

"Go change into it."

She looks down at herself. "Are you kidding? I look fucking hot already!"

"Yes. Yes you do, but trust me, it will blow his fucking mind. He won't mind the wait."

Kaitlyn takes a deep breath. She really does look amazing. I would prefer to take her out as she is, but this isn't my fantasy today.

"Okay... it's going to be weird explaining this to my husband though."

"Right... Well, if you tell him that you just found out that the dude was a Wildcats player, with that do anything for him?"

A devious smile creeps across her face. "Oh, It probably will. He doesn't know shit about sports, but if I tell him this is the first step to getting fucked by a whole football team if he wants me to... That will get him hard enough to cut glass."

Her blunt talk around cheating is getting me aroused. "Then I had better borrow Lewis' football uniform and get in line."

"Oh, I'm liking this story better every second." She steps back into the building, grazing my crotch with her nails playfully.

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