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"And Boston red Sox pitcher Pedro Martinez is only nine outs away from

his first career no-hitter!"

"Fine, keep jinxing him." I muttered at the TV.

I had the house to myself, a rare occurrence. The kids were at their

grandparents for the weekend. My wife, Carolyn, was out shopping. I had

my chip dip and my orange soda. And my man, Pedro, was pitching the game

of his life.

As the Sox got their at-bats in the top of the seventh, I heard my wife
come in.

"Hi, honey!" she chirped cheerfully.

"Hmmmmmm." I said.

She walked over to the TV. "Baseball? Can't you find anything more

interesting?"

"Pedro's got a no-no through six."

She laughed. "I don't even know what that *means*."

"Pedro Martinez is pitching a no hitter after six innings."

"Great. Don't you want to see what I bought?"

"Yeah, honey. Later, OK?"

"Hmmmph." She walked into the bedroom with her packages. Why couldn't I

have fallen in love with a baseball fan, I asked myself for the millionth

time.

Pedro breezed through the bottom of the seventh. Nomar Garciaparra put

one over the wall for insurance run. As Pedro took the mound for the

eighth inning, my wife emerged from the bedroom. She walked right in front

of the TV, and stood there, blocking the view. "Honey!" I whined--and then

saw what she was wearing.

A black bustier, all lace, which pushed her ample breasts up front and

center (not that they needed the help). Black garter belt and stockings.

Black thong panties. And that was it. I could see her erect nipples

through the bustier. I could see the outline of her shaved pussy through

the panties. And, slightly, through her legs, on the TV, I could see Pedro

in his windup.

"Honey, that is dirty pool," I said. I couldn't help but smile as I

said it.

"Fine. Here, I'll move out of the way so you can see your game." She

did so, but stood right next to the TV. I watched the game. Sure I did.

She leaned on the side of the tv with an outstretched arm, and put her

other hand on her hip, which she jutted out. She looked at me with a

smoldering fire in her eyes.

Yeah, I was watching the game. Rigggggght.

"You are not playing fair."

She giggled. "How much longer in this game?"

"Not much, it's the eighth inning."

"Pedro still got the no-hitter?" She did know the basics, after living

with me for so long.

"Yeah, there's one out."

"Fine." She sauntered over to the couch. Her hips swung back and forth,

and her breasts bounced to and fro as she took her sweet time walking

across the room. I completely missed the second out.

"I'm just going to sit here next to you, and watch the end of the game

with you."

"Yeah, right. And you won't distract me at all."

Pedro got the third out. They went to a commercial. Carolyn had

settled on the couch, her legs tucked under her, leaning on my shoulder.

"Sox winning?' she asked me.

"Oh, yeah, 8 to nothing. They're going to win in any case."

"So you don't care about their at-bats, you just want to see Pedro."

Uh-oh. "Yeah."

"Good." She lowered herself down so that her head was in my lap, and

unzipped my zipper.

"You are a cruel beast," I told her.

She laughed. "Hey, when Pedro gets back out, you can just tell me to

stop."

"Yeah. The lesser of two evils. Thanks."

"Don't mention it." She took my cock in her mouth in one gulp.

Carolyn had always given great blowjobs, and this was no exception. She

swallowed me in one gulp, then came up on my dick. She licked the

underside with long slurps, and used her tongue on the sensitive tip. I

sat back, thoroughly enjoying it, as she bobbed up and down on my cock,

moving her tongue around with great effect. When my breath started getting

ragged, she pulled off.

She turned around to glance at the TV. "Pedro back out yet?"

"Nah. The Sox are piling on some insurance runs."

"Goody." She unhooked the garter from her stockings, and pulled her

panties down. Then she pulled my pants all the way down. She climbed on

the couch and straddled me, aiming my cock at her entrance and sinking

down.

'Ooooooohhhh," she moaned. "Oh that feels so good. I was in Victoria's

Secret buying all these sexy things and I just got soooooo hot and

bothered."

"So you had to come here and get *me* all hot and bothered, right?"

"Are you?"

"Do you think I'd be letting you block my view if I weren't?" I reached

up and grabbed one of her tits as she settled in on me. "Of course, if you

*must* block my view, these beautiful babies are the thing to do it with."

"Flatterer." I pulled the bustier off and threw it on the couch. She

reached around my neck with her arms and started to slowly move up and down

on my member. I pinched her nipples with my tongue and mouth, and moved my

hands down to her hips to help steady her rhythm.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah," she grunted as she moved up and down on top

of me. "Oh, did I need this."

I moaned agreement, and increased my upward thrusts to meet her downward

ones. She lingered on each one, slowly rising off of me almost all the

way, and then slowly settling back down again. "Mmmmmm," I hummed. Her

arms were tight around my neck, her chest hard against mine, her erect

nipples raking my torso as she moved.

"Still want to watch the baseball game?" she teased.

"I suppose they'll replay it, especially if he gets the no-no."

She giggled, and increased her up and down movements. "Oh God, Oh God,

ooooooooohhhhhh." I grabbed her hips tighter and helped bounce her on top

of me.

".....so close......nnnggggggg...," she moaned, and then she went stiff

against my chest. "AYYYYY," she howled, her pussy clamping down on my

dick, her nipples drilling holes into my chest, as she climaxed. That was

all I needed, as my cum burst forth and filled her as she spasmed on my

lap.

"Hmmmmmmmm," she purred contentedly, as she rested against me, catching

her breath. Then, she turned her head around to glance at the TV. I

looked around her to see myself. There was the whole red Sox team gathered

outside the dugout, jumping up and down and celebrating.

"Looks like Pedro got his no hitter," I observed.

"And you missed it, because your wife was too busy raping you."

"Can't rape the willing, but they *are* going to drum me out of red Sox

Nation for this, you know."

"Yeah, but I can nominate you into the Great Fucks Hall of Fame."

"I suppose that's a fair tradeoff," I smiled at her.

She giggled, and then climbed off me, my still half-erect penis coming

out of her with a 'pop.' "C'mon, stud," she said, "come into the bedroom

and I can show you the rest of these sexy undergarments I bought. And you

can show me how Pedro grips his curveball."

"Ooooooh," I said, grinning, and got up to follow her.

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