Fun At The Game

It was half time when he spotted her in the line for a hot dog. It was a hot, humid summer afternoon and the crowds in the stadium only made it seem more oppressive. She was wearing as little as modesty allowed in public, which in her case was a button-up sundress down to mid-thigh. He quickly noticed that the top three buttons were undone, allowing a discreet glimpse of cleavage, suggesting firm and rounded breasts. He felt the first stirrings in his shorts, quickly followed by that familiar swelling as he imagined what lay beneath that sundress. Nothing he hoped! The fantasy of sliding it up over her head to reveal her naked body completed the tenting in his shorts and he covered himself as best he could in public.

She retrieved her hot dog and drink from the vendor and caught his eye as she walked back down the line past him. He felt that laser like quick up and down glance from her eyes. There was the briefest smirk on her face as her eyes passed his shorts, quickly followed by a smile. Was that a nod of her head? The hot dog could wait. He followed her back to the stands at a discreet distance and she turned and motioned for him to wait as she passed her food and drink to a female friend she was with.

She returned and stood next to him and whispered, "Follow me." He did and she led him down a side alley behind the stand. There were no words. Just an unspoken understanding of what they both wanted and needed in that moment.

She reached under her sundress and slid down her pink panties. Well that answered one question! She held his gaze and offered them up to his nose. Needing no instruction he inhaled her and saw the dampness contained in the gusset. She stuffed them in his mouth. He felt her hands on his belt and soon they found their target, teasing it out from his shorts. She invited him to hoist her up and wrapped her legs around him. He was no longer the fittest man but with the help of a slight ledge against the wall, he was soon impaled deep within her. This was surreal, He could hear the crowd shouting and chanting for the local team as she wriggled on him trying to gain as much traction as possible. He managed to free one hand and rubbed her clit as she squirmed on his cock. It was all over in a minute and he filled her as she gasped into his neck.

As he straightened up she grabbed her panties and put them back on. She winked at him and just said, "Thank you!" He tucked in his shirt and zipped up his shorts, hoping the residue would be soaked up by his underpants and not seep through! When he looked up she was gone.

He got his hot dog and returned to watch the game, smiling like the Cheshire Cat.