Soccer Mom (fm:adultery, 5136 words) | |||
Author: SenseYouAll | |||
Added: Aug 27 2008 | Views / Reads: 3909 / 3305 [85%] | Story vote: 9.44 (16 votes) | |
Jeff falls into a romance with a soccer mom. | |||
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My name is Jeff. I'm a dedicated husband and father of two wonderful children. I'm 6'-1", 210 lbs. with hazel eyes, and my thick head of hair gave way to thinning years ago, so I took to sheering it pretty short. I keep in shape by walking an hour everyday and eating well. I do love a drink or two every night though, a vice that keeps my belly more prominent than my six-pack. I'm from Norwegian/British descent, and I've been told I look like Arnold, but I admit I don't see the resemblance myself. My wife and I both work, but we manage make time for the family and keep the children involved socially and athletically. Having the kids in daycare and sports has been a big expense in time and money, but, in the end, it paid off for more than just the kids.I remember months ago, Sandy and I took the kids to the park by our house. It was the first really warm day of the spring. Sandy and Mitch, my five-year old, were playing in the sandbox and I was helping my 1st-grader, Missy, on the high bars. There were a half a dozen other people there. The one that caught my eye was a mother pushing her little boy on the swing. He was just about Mitch's age. She had on capris and a tank top that was tight to her petite figure and scooped low enough to give me a nice sampling of the cleavage of her well proportioned breasts. Fortunately, I had my sunglasses on, so sneaking peeks was no trouble. Missy decided that she was done with the bars and yelled at me to come push her on the swing. "Twist my arm," I thought to myself as I walked over to the swing set. As I ...
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