The Soccer Aunt
About ten years before I developed an attraction towards Asian women I encountered a beautiful Caucasian woman in the most unusual way and it led to an amazing, but short experience.
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I was driving to a local soccer field to watch my godson Jack play in his weekly club team soccer game. His father, Steve, was a best friend of the mine and the coach. Due to my love of sports photography and powerful lenses Steve had also asked me to take action pics of the players. Being the last game of the year they would also have a pizza lunch party after the game.
"Greg it is so good to see you. Where have you been the last two months?" Jack's mom asked with a playful scolding.
"Hi Stef. I know. Way too much fun travel but that is a lame excuse." Stef was Steve's German wife and quite the looker. "I have been looking forward to seeing you all today."
"Okay you are forgiven," she said as she gave me a hug.
Just then I saw a woman walk by but only got a look of her more from the side and back but figured she was rather young looking at her little hips and cute butt. She had below shoulder light brown hair with highlights and from what I could see had to be very attractive.
"Greg if you are a good boy maybe I will introduce you later," Stef said as she saw me glance at the woman. "Ha, I saw you look at her. Actually I do not know her that well. She is the aunt of one of our players. Her name is Claire"
"Yes you caught me. Guilty."
Stef went to get her son organized and I got my camera ready and began shooting the players in their pregame drills and stretching. I also started to hunt where the mystery lady was. I tried to focus on the players but found myself taking glances at the woman.
She was absolutely beautiful—5'6" and about 120lbs at most. Great curves and an amazing smile. I could see her wave a few times to one of the players. It also appeared her nephew was a buddy of my godson by the way they talked and joked around. I gaged her to be early 40's but she had a younger look and demeanor about her.
The first half was fun and tied at 1-1 and I got great pics of all the boys. It was good to see Steve playing all the boys. I took a seat on the large bleacher and was cleaning a lens. The mystery lady had moved and was sitting about 20' away and when I looked up we exchanged smiles.
"Do you take a lot of pics of the games?" she asked me.
"Not really. My godson is Jack number 8 and his dad is my best friend. I love soccer and photography."
"How cool. My nephew is number 4. So I hope you are getting shots of him too," she said teasingly. She was so hot to me as she smiled.
Just then Stef came over with a big grin as if thinking,
Figures that you would fine a way to chat her up.
"Greg this is Claire. Erik, number 4, is her nephew. But I can see perhaps you two have met already." Again Stef had the grin of knowing that I was attracted to her.
Claire and I was chatting quite a bit and her smiles and eye contact was surprising to me. She was so attractive I figured her to be taken. There was a feeling of mutual attraction present. She was sitting to the left of me so I could not see her left hand at first to see if there was a ring. We were watching the players to our right get ready for the second half and as I looked back to my left towards her I saw out of the corner of my eye her slip a ring off her finger. I acted as if I did not see what she did. I thought to myself,
"Did I just see what I thought I saw?"
Claire coyly smiled wondering if I had seen her move.
"Well I guess I should get back to work and earn my pizza."
"Oh you are going too?" she said with a big smile but also realizing that she was a little too happy I was.
"Yes I am going. Would you like to be my pizza date?" I said in a joking manner. Then all of a sudden I remembered the ring and figured why waste my time because I don't mess around with married women.
"Yes," Claire said with a cute smile.
All during the second half my mind flipped between her being married and going down on her and wondering how she tasted and moaned. Almost every time I looked over she was looking at me. I did not figure her as a woman that fooled around. She was not being very discrete either.
The game ended in 2-2 tie but was fun and I got so many pics I was confident that I would have a good selection of each player.
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As the players gathered up their gear and I packed away my cameras I began to think what was going to happen at the pizza party.
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I was sitting towards the end of a string of long table of players and parents. Claire walked in a couple minutes later and I saw her scan the room and when she me smiled and walked over. It was at this time I thought that I could not resist eating her pussy if the opportunity presented itself. It was obvious we were attracted to each other. As she got to the table I stood up and I could see she appreciated the gesture.
"Well a gentleman too. I am impressed," she said.
Stef was looking at me and giving me the same grin. She walked over and offered us both some pizza and chatted for a few minutes but then left with a wink—she was such a lovable smartass.
"So Greg have we seen each other at any of the games?" Claire asked me. "You look familiar or perhaps we have seen each other from somewhere else?"
"No we haven't," I said and realized it was perhaps a bit too fast to say and direct.
Claire was just looking at me perhaps hoping we had.
"Well I mean I think that, or I mean I would know for sure if we had. You are very attractive. I'm sorry I didn't mean to embarrass you," I said realizing what an idiotic thing to say. I could feel the heat in my cheeks and ears.
"That is sweet of you to say. You are cute yourself. Especially when you blush like that."
The tables had turned on me and all I could do was laugh and fortunately she did too. We were enjoying each other's company and I saw myself looking at her ring finger and she noticed it too.
"I guess I was not too subtle. Greg I'm not married. I wear it to keep the other fathers away. A couple of them are married and shameless in their comments and looks. I took it off because I wanted you to know I was not married."
"Oh. Okay. Yeah I was wondering what that was all about. You see I don't approach or fool around with married women. It's not my style."
"Good to know."
Just then Steve walked up.
"Get some good pics?"