It was a week of taboo blowjobs for me and my sons. Hunter and Ryan demanded blowjobs daily, and I was more than happy to oblige. I would drop to my knees and take turns sucking them off in whatever room they were in. I loved it; I would drop to my knees anywhere, anytime, for my sons. I had become a dirty cock-loving slut, a slut MILF for my boys.
The only change was that I hadn't let them tease me with my toys or play with my tits since the first day. I figured that was going a bit too far, and I needed to draw the line somewhere. The boys were obedient enough to follow my 'Don't-touch-me-until-given-permission' rule, but I wasn't sure how long the line would last. Things escalated between us each weekend, and I was sure I would yield more again this time.
The following Saturday, Ryan had a baseball game, and I decided to go support him. Hunter wasn't interested, so he stayed behind playing video games. He mentioned that his laptop wasn't working and he would borrow my office laptop for his homework later. I didn't really mind and kissed him goodbye as I headed to the game.
It was a warm sunny afternoon, and I wore a tight red crop top that showed off my flat midriff, a sexy short skirt and 2" red heels. After starting my 'affair' with my sons, I felt sexy and confident and had been dressing to show off my body and accentuate my curves.
I arrived at the baseball field early, and Ryan was on the field practising his swing. I looked around and saw Duane, tall and muscular, standing near the bleachers, arguing with what it seemed like Avy, of all people!
I wanted to avoid his flirting, but my curiosity was peaked and I immediately headed over. "Hi, Isis, looking beautiful today." He grinned as he ogled me.
I rolled my eyes. "Hello, Duane. What's going on here? Are you bothering Mrs. Scott?"
"Oh, I couldn't bother her at all. Infact, she's the one who's been behind me the last few weeks." he winked.
I was now confused and simply turned to my friend Avy, the science teacher and the Principal's wife. She's my friend and the most good natured and innocent person I knew, so I definitely knew that Duane was upto no good.
"Avy, Is he bothering you?" I smiled and glanced at Avy, who looked a bit dishevelled.
Avy was what you would call a blonde bombshell, with a perfect figure and stunning blue eyes. Her shoulder-length hair fell over her tanned shoulders in beautiful waves. Her big tits strained against her white blouse, and her short skirt accentuated her hips and long, sexy legs.
Avy looked at me gratefully as if she was just waiting for me to come solve her problems like always,. "Actually, I'm... I'm here to ask him to rejoin basketball practice. He's the only player on both teams and isn't all that regular with basketball practice. I was just telling him to attend practice regularly."
"But what does basketball practice have to do with you?" I was even more confused now.
"Well... You know that the team's been on a losing streak and then Coach Simmon's kinda bailed on so. So Miguel... he... err.. made me the substitute coach. You know since I played back in college!" she replied with a blush.
Basketball wasn't really that big in our town and the team usually was at the last on the leaderboard every year. I had heard that with Duane's talent on the court, it was said that we had a fighting chance, but that was until the old coach quit.
Duane chimed in with a naughty smirk. "Well, I can't say much about her coaching skills, but she definitely brings something to the table I can appreciate.", leering at her tits.
I glared at Duane, who just laughed as Avy blushed. I knew what he meant, and I didn't want to imagine it. I elbowed him hard in the ribs and gave him a disapproving look. "You're so disgusting, Duane. You shouldn't talk about your teachers that way. Especially the wife of your Principal!"
He grinned and shrugged. "I'll let you ladies catch up." He turned and walked off, leaving us alone.
Avy looked at Duane as he walked away, "How can someone be that arrogant!"
"Well, if you are that talented, being both on the basketball and baseball teams... and with a body like that! You are bound to get confident." I smiled as I looked at Duane's muscular back. Despite his attitude, I had to admit that the boy was hot.
"Well, If only I could get him on my side. He's a true leader - I am sure he'd get the team to rally behind me if he really wanted to!" Avy shrugged and looked at Duane irritably. "Also, he prefers baseball practice to Basketball, leaving me hanging dry as you can see."
I turned back to her. "Ignore him. He's not worth your time. But, I can't believe you are the coach; you'll do a great job, Avy."
We chatted about the team and the upcoming season until the game was ready to start. It turned out to be a total washout. Ryan and Duane batted well, but the pitcher, catcher and the rest of the batting lineup were terrible, and the team seemed to have no clue what was happening.
After the game, I caught up with Ryan as he was about to go to the locker room. He seemed to take the loss well, but I knew I could do something to cheer him up.
I kissed him on the cheek and whispered seductively in his ear, "Why don't you finish the team meeting and head over home. Mom will have a special treat waiting for you, mi amore".
Ryan's eyes lit up, and he smiled at me as I winked and walked away. I looked over my shoulder and saw him rush back to the changing rooms.
I was planning to head home directly, but I noticed Avy looking lost in the parking lot, so I walked over to her.
"Hey Coach, you seem a little down. Are you ok?"
