Dinner and a show

Much like lunch, dinner ends up being a simple and quiet affair, though is was made frustrating by the throbbing erection trying to bust through your pants. Keeping your libido at bay was difficult enough even before you lived with two cute virgin teens.

You silently pray you have time to jerk off before taking Samantha to soccer.

Finishing the last bite of your seared salmon, you glance across the table to Sam who is visibly nodding off, slouched in her seat with her head rhythmically tilting down as she prods at her half eaten meal.

“Hey, Samantha? What time’s your game?” She doesn’t seem to have heard you. Beside you, Mary, who had finished her smaller portion some time ago and was busy staring off into space reaches over and gently rubs her shoulder “whu-what?” Samantha looks up at you with bleary unfocused eyes “mmf uh- what’s wrong Arthur? Was dinner okay?” You stare at her for a moment “Samantha, Soccer?!” She blinks dumbly a few times, and you jump back slightly as she suddenly springs from her chair and scrambles for her phone “oh shoot I completely zoned out um...” as the bright blue light of her phone illuminates her face Samantha breaths a sigh of relief “we still have half an hour, it’s only a 10 minute drive. Mary would you mind cleaning up? I have to get ready” “sure”

Some time later you’re sitting in an armchair irritatedly twirling your car keys, attempting to ignore the still aching boner in your pants. Glancing at the time it looks like Samantha has been upstairs for ten minutes now. What’s taking her so long?

Standing from your seat you bound up the stairs two steps at a time, round the corner and see the slightly ajar door to Samantha room. You gently knock first, before slowly swinging it open with a loud squeak of the hinges. “Hey Sam? You alri-“ you quickly cut yourself off as you take in the sight before you.

Her gently snoring form lay there on her stomach bent over her bed, it being the perfect height for her upper body to lay flat while her feet are firmly planted to the ground. She looks to have mostly finished changing into her soccer uniform, with today’s clothes laying discarded beside her. White and black soccer cleats meet blue trimmed knee high socks. Looking further upward your heart rate quickens and you feel a forceful jet of precum rocket from your throbbing cock, as you see her mountainous asscheeks, from this angle obscuring most of her upper body, are only half covered.

She looks to have fallen asleep while struggling to pull the tight soccer shorts over her massive ass. And both of her hands still gently clutch either side of the elastic waistband as it cleaves a deep horizontal channel across the middle of her gorgeous rear.

Quietly as you can, you can’t help but to creep closer to her sleeping body, Absorbing every detail you can in this rare moment.

Your cock jumps once more as from this angle you can see the top of her panties, once surely full back or bikini cut, they’re absolutely demolished. Now an unintentional thong firmly wedgied into her oversized cheeks and visibly on the verge of snapping, the stressed frilly waistband forming holes and coming apart from the light pink cotton.

There’s something familiar about them, and gears turn in your head until you come to a dick stiffening realization. These are the pair of panties Mary wore the day you met her, now made difficult to see you can barely make out warped white stripes across the pink material. Was this a mistake? A habit? In any case you decide, it was hot as hell.

Pushing your luck further you lean in close to her, your face barely inches from her ass, had she been awake she would surely feel your hot breath on her skin. it feels exhilarating, you’ve been single too long you think, you can’t remember the last time a girl drove you so wild. From so close you can see wispy peach fuzz hairs and the subtlest dotted pores stretching across her smooth pale ass. It takes effort not to rip down her shorts and dive your face in.

Slowly you restrain yourself and pull back, standing upright. And thoughts race through your mind as you consider the situation so generously placed in front of you.