Three Bench Seats
Mick kept looking over his shoulder at the darkening clouds as he tossed the ball back and forth with Sean in the outfield during warm-ups. It was the second to the last game of the season and all indications were that the weather was not going to cooperate. The day had been hot and muggy but the cool breeze that was intensifying pointed to an impending, dramatic change in the weather.
As the two teammates made their way back to the bench, Mick spotted Paulina walking towards the playing field with the bat bag and bases slung over her shoulder. "Where's Edgar," Mick asked his friend. Sean told him that Edgar had been chosen for jury duty and had missed most of the week at work, and because Paulina lived the closest to Edgar, he had contacted her and asked that she pick up the equipment and take it to the game for him. "Jury duty!" said Mick, "That sucks."
With the skies threatening rain the umpire made sure to start the game right on time, and by the bottom of the third inning the clouds were looking pretty ominous and it had started to spit. The game continued on until two outs in the top of the fourth when the wind suddenly became blustery and there was a flash of lightning followed by the boom of thunder not too far off. The umpire ordered both teams off the field for a delay and just as everyone made it back to their respective benches the skies opened up, scattering the players and sending them sprinting for their vehicles.
Mick had made the mistake of choosing to park on the farthest of the two streets that adjoined the ballfield, and before he was even halfway to his car he was already drenched. He struggled to work his fingers down inside his wet pants pocket and get at his car keys while continuing to get poured on and when Mick finally extracted them, he fumbled frantically to get the driver's door open. When he got in, Mick found the interior of the vehicle to be quite stifling. He thought about cranking the engine and running the air conditioning but what was the use he thought. Between the rain and his perspiration, Mick could not have been more thoroughly soaked if he had been standing in his shower.
Exasperated, Mick exhaled slowly as he settled into the driver's seat to wait out the storm. He closed his eyes and began to listen to the cacophony of the rainfall pounding on the roof of his vehicle but was jarred from his short-lived respite when the rear car door opened unexpectedly. Mick turned and looked over his shoulder to find Terri crawling across his backseat. "Hope you don't mind," said Terri as she began to push off her waterlogged tennis shoes with her feet. As he stared at Terri, Mick realized that he had just been to this show with Dana and this time, needed no expressed invitation.
Mick exited the car then quickly dove into the backseat with Terri and made sure to lock the doors behind himself. As she struggled to peel off her soaked shirt over her head, Mick frantically kicked off his cleats while undoing the knot in the drawstring of his softball shorts. Terri knelt on the backseat and leaned over to help Mick as he struggled to work his wringing-wet compression underwear down his legs. When she seized his manhood with her hand, Terri quipped, "And you don't need to tell me that we don't have time for this."
Just as she had done before, Terri got right down to business and seeing that they were both already soused from the rain and it was like a sauna inside the car, there was no reason not to make it a sloppy blowjob. Mick reached over and ran the palm of his hand down the back of Terri's thigh then up the inside several times, appreciated what nice legs she had. He then fondled her ass cheeks before beginning to stroke Terri's pussy through her clothes. She moaned softly when he touched in her sensitive area, prompting her to untie her teal-colored nylon checkboard soccer shorts and push them down to her knees with her underwear. Immediately, Mick inserted his middle digit into Terri's boggy rift and began fingering his teammate, matching the cadence with which she bobbed up and down on his pole with her mouth. There was no denying how skilled Terri was orally as she had once again given Mick a hard-on in no time at all, and as soon as his dick had fully sprouted she commanded him to, "Fuck me."
Suddenly, Mick got a little nervous about being caught with his pants down in the back of his car with Terri. He knew that Perry was somewhere out there, not to mention the rest of the team. The deluge had begun to slacken so the pelting rain and the cascading sheets of water running down the car windows which served to thwart any prying eyes from seeing inside the vehicle had lessened. Upon closer inspection however, Mick could see that the interior of all the windows were entirely steamed-up.
Terri sat back down on the rear bench seat and pushed her wet shorts and underwear off her legs and onto the floorboards. She swiveled around and leaned back against the rear door with her feet positioned up on the seat. "Come take me", said Terri, and with both feet now raised in the air she began to spread her legs beckoning her teammate.
In that exact moment the clouds also parted, and a brilliant beam of sunlight washed over the rear window of Mick's car. As it struck the beads of water accumulated on both sides of the glass, the luminosity refracted into a million points of golden light like a disco ball which set the cabin ablaze. The effect was dazzling that both Mick and Terri had to avert their eyes to keep from being blinded. To Mick, it almost seemed as if the radiance had burst forth from Terri's sexual nexus itself when she offered herself to him, and the felicitous conjuncture was so perfectly timed and amazing that he pondered for a few seconds if it had come at the hand of a higher power.
Mick pushed his shorts and athletic underwear off and while still squinting he groped for his flame. His hands once again found Terri's shapely thighs and he carefully pulled her across the seat towards him and under his self. Mick grabbed hold of his instrument of mischief and lowered his pelvis in position, opened his eyes to look upon her gorgeous face and took a deep breath as he prepared to enter her.
"Let's go! We're starting!" yelled someone as they repeatedly pounded on the driver's window with the palm of their hand. It startled the hell out of them both and before Mick could react, Terri was already pushing him off of her so she could get up.
"You have to be joking," remarked Mick in absolute disbelief.
"Get dressed," barked Terri, "We can't chance being found."
Begrudgingly, he sat up and as Mick went about getting redressed in his wet attire he blurted out, "I can't fucking believe this!"
"I'm frustrated too!" Terri shot back as she struggled to insert her foot and soggy sock back into her shoe. "It's not like I'm doing this intentionally," she offered rather scoldingly.
Cautiously, Terri cracked the car door and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. "Give me a little head start," she requested before closing the door and scurrying off.
