Ever notice how slutty some chicks look at sporting events? I couldn't help but notice that as I took my seat at a major league baseball game this summer. The seats were excellent scores for my buddy. Just a couple rows back from the third base line. About the third inning I stand up to make a beer run. Earlier in the game noticed a long haired brunette wearing a denim skirt, flip flops and a baseball jersey only partially buttoned up. We have been exchanging glances since.
As I walk past her row I hear, "Hey red hat! Where you going? I like your beard!"
I realize she is talking to me since I have cargo shorts, a t-shirt and RED HAT on. "Don't worry, I'm just going to grab a beer. Wanna come with?"
I see her hurriedly down her beer and tell her friend she will be right back. She joins up with me and we walk to the beer garden. She introduces herself as Macy. To say Macy looks like the spokeswoman for AT&T is an understatement. Dead ringer is more like it. We strike up conversation and make fast friends. Walking back from the beer garden I can't help but admire the slightest panty line through her denim skirt. Her and her friend have two empty seats near them so my buddy and I join them the rest of the game.
After the game we all decide to hit up a local dive bar. The four of us pile into Macy's Honda and off we go. During our time at the bar we play darts and make small talk. I find out she is an oncology nurse. Her boyfriend and her had a big fight and she needed a night out. During the dart game I take it upon myself to cozy up to Macy more and more. Running my hand down her back, big a hand into her back pocket and squeeze her luscious ass, kissing her neck. After we finish our second pitcher I kiss her. I can see the guilt creeping in her eyes.
When we all decide to call it a night Macy stops at her friends place first, my buddy and her friend climb out and they head upstairs. Soon as they are out of sight my hands are all over Macy's body and my mouth is all over hers. Our tongues mingle and my nice guy routine is out the window. My right hand slips under her jersey and I start rubbing and squeezing her tits. Squeezing so hard she yelps.
"Lets go back to your place." She suggests.
"My place is my Buddy's. He has the key. He is inside your friend right now."
"We can't go back to my place. My boyfriend is home."
"Well either I take you here in this car or we use your friends couch."
