I was on my way to pick up my partner, a playing partner in badminton, we had a match.
My name is Pat; I am six foot tall and eighty kilos, medium build and am thirty six. I have played badminton for many years in local leagues. Call me big headed, but, I am good at my sport. I am half Indian and half English in origin.
My badminton partner was Susan; she's a couple of years older than me. She's five foot eight tall, around sixty kilos. Her figure is not quite athletic, some would say a little plump in places, but nevertheless is quite attractive. She has short wavy blond hair, which she colours now and again with all sorts of differing shades, green, blue red...purple. Her eyes are blue; her boobs are nice, what I could make of them with clothes on. But her legs are the best feature; they are very distracting when we play. I hoped they were more distracting to my opponents than me. And by-the-way she too was a good player.
She separated from her husband about a year ago and she had two kids, both of whom live with the father.
I think she had seen a couple of men since her break up, but I was not sure. To me she was a sexy looking woman, but for some reason just seemed hands off.
We played for a local club and we have matches both home and away. For home games everyone makes their own way to the club. But for away matches, depending on how far away they are, we would all cram into a couple of cars and go. Six of us in total are required for a match, three pairs.
We had an away match and on that occasion it was convenient for me to pick Sue up and we would both make our way to the match venue.
Because it was a fair way to travel, I had told Sue that I would pick her up in plenty of time to make sure we got there on time.
It would take us thirty to forty minutes to get there, depending on the traffic. I wanted to make sure Sue was going to be ready, she was always late. So I got to her place extra early to hurry her along.
I was right, when she answered the door she still had her work clothes on. She gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and said, "Hi Pat. You're early, come in, I'm just getting ready."
Good thing I was early, I said, "Hi Sue, running late as usual I see."
She and I were always jovial with each other; she slapped me on the arse and said, "Cheeky, you're the one who's early. Thought you'd catch me half naked did you?"
To be honest I have always fancied Sue, ever since we had met five nearly six years ago. And no matter how well we had got on, I never had the courage to do anything about it. As I have mentioned, she was married when we met and for me it was hands off.
Sue always looked good in whatever she wore, she is very bossy, I think that was one of the reasons her marriage had broken up, but I did try and control her when I could, on court anyway.
I closed the door and said, "I can always hope."
Sue said, "I'll be right down."
She went up and I went through to the lounge and waited. It had been about ten minutes and Sue came down and said, "Okay I'm ready."
Sue had her outfit on and she always wore a white top and skirt, a very short skirt. She knew herself she looked sexy showing off her legs. She looked at a clock on the wall and said, "We've still got a few minutes, do you want to see the spare room I've finished painting it with the colour I told you about?"
I stood up and said, "Yeah sure, if it's quick."
We both walked up, I let Sue lead the way and I watched her arse and legs as we went up the stairs. She opened the door to the room and went in, I followed her through. She looked around and said, "Well what do you think? You like it?"
The room itself was empty, apart from some bin bags, tools and steps. It all looked very nice, I commented, "Well done Sue, you've done a good job, nice."
She still looked around and stopped at one point and said, "Shit, look its peeling away."
I looked up and saw a piece of wallpaper which had just peeled away from the wall, quite high up. She got hold of the steps which were in the room, got up and she said, "I can't leave this, can you get me the sticky tape from next door, it's in the top drawer."
I went to her other bedroom and saw two chests of drawers; I opened the top draw of one and found it was her knicker drawer, I picked one up, it was yellow and frilly, almost see through. I thought 'Naughty Sue.' I put it back. I opened the other one and found it had various things in it and found a roll of sticky tape.
I took it in to her and she said, "You took your time."
I passed it to Sue and she said, "I need to reach, can you hold the steps?"
I stood on the lower step and held her by her hips and she said, "Don't get any ideas Pat."
She tore off three pieces and stuck back the peeled paper and she said, "That should hold it for now, I'll deal with it properly later."
As she said that, she passed the sticky tape down to me, but she still looked up. I sort of got hold of it but missed; I concentrated more on her bare legs, rather than her passing the tape down. I'm not sure how but we both fell and we ended up on the bags of rubbish on the floor. Sue to one side and me besides her with a hand on her boob.
She looked at me and said, "You really have a way with girls."
I did not even think where my hand was and said, "Sorry Sue, you okay?"
She looked down to my hand which still rested on her boob. I then realised where my hand was and took it away sharpish. We both got up and brushed ourselves off and Sue said, "You took your time finding the tape?"
I said, "Yeah, I found you knicker drawer first."
She looked at me and said, "I suppose that gave you a cheap thrill then?"
I placed my hand back on her boob, squeezed it and said, "I didn't see any bras in there."
She brushed my hand away and said, "Fuckin' pervert, they're in the next drawer down, do you want to go see?"
I said, "I'd rather see you in them," but thought to myself 'I'd rather see you without.'
She came up close and looked me in the eye, the next thing I felt was her hand which had grabbed my cock and said, "Still soft, really?"
I took hold of her hand and said, "What are you doing?"
I got a bit embarrassed and continued to say, "We have a match to get to."
Sue looked at her watch and said "We have ten minutes before we need to leave."
I said, "We do need to leave the traffic may be bad."
Sue looked at me and said, "We've got time."
I asked, "What do you mean?"