Wilson Residence

Heck, just thinking back to high school, I was a senior at that time and we have our regular baseball practice. I was running because I am getting late and came to pick my partner Steven Wilson. Steven is the pitcher and I am the catcher.

Fred: S̶h̶i̶t̶, s̶h̶i̶t̶, s̶h̶i̶t̶!

*ding dong* *ding dong*

Fred: Darn it, Steven!

I continued to press the doorbell with my finger. *ding dong* *ding dong*

Fred: Steven, get that lazy ass of bed right now! We're beyond late!

I take my phone and tried calling Steven but suddenly it started to ringing just as I pulled it out of my pocket. *ring* *ring* It's Wells Duffy the captain of the Baseball Club.

Fred: Hey ca-

Wells: FRED! Where the hell are you and Steven?!

Fred: Oh I was just to get him.

Wells: Practice started an hour ago! I don't care what you are doing! Get your asses down here!

Fred: C'mon Wells, my muscles are still sore from yesterday's practice!

Wells: Damn it, Fred! The tournament is in two weeks. I want you both here everyday.

Fred: Alright, alright! I'm just outside Steven's now. We'll be there in a few minutes…

Wells: I swear, if the two of you aren't here in ten minutes! I'll be the one to drag you here even by ****, got it?

Wells hangs up, leaving me urgently pressing the doorbell. *ding dong* *ding dong* Someone finally answers, but it's not Steven but Mrs. Wilson, Sarah Wilson, Steven's mother.

Fred: (Damn it Mrs. W, if I was not in such a hurry, this would be a amazing. What a view!) Hey Mrs. Wilson! Morning!

Sarah: *yawns* Fred, good morning!

Still in night-gown she gave me a big bear hug. I could feel her huge breast against my chest.

Fred: (Okay, maybe worth risking extra punishment.) Oh no, I didn't wake you up, did I?

Sarah: Nah, not really. Just a bit tired after last night overtime work. Guess I'm a bit exhausted.

Fred: Don't worry Mrs. Wilson, I still think you still look beautiful!

Sarah: Haha! Flattery will get you everywhere, Fred!

I find Mrs. W very attractive and she always managed to make me excited everytime, whenever I went to Steven's house. She noticed the huge bulge forming from my jogging pants.

Sarah: (Wow! I still got it.) Speaking of, I thought I told you to call me Sarah.

Fred: OK, Mrs. Wil- I mean S-Sarah.

My face turns red just from saying her name. This made Sarah laugh a little of how easily she can tease me.

Sarah: Why don't you go inside? I was just preparing breakfast for me and Steven.