Up until now, the sex between K and me wasn't complicated. Granted, she left me with blue balls the previous time, but I was lucky enough to be visited by another, who took care of this predicament.

As I mentioned, I was coaching, which meant that every Saturday morning I was busy. So there I was coaching one of my 5 teams, when I spied N bundled up warm on this brisk Saturday morning. Beside her was a gentleman looking as if he had been dragged along to support. N was cheering another school team on. Her breasts were quite mesmerizing as she jumped up and down. Focus, a little voice in my head said.

The end of the game hooter went, and the teams swapped around. As the team I was coaching was in the A division, we occupied the premium spot on the field. I focused on my team, and the time seemed to fly. We had played well and deserved our victory, but we still had a few parts that needed practice.

I now had about 40 minutes to spare before my next two teams played, and started to wander over to the pavilion when a sultry voice called, "How about giving me some attention?" I turned and saw N, standing by her car. I walked over to her. "Do you realise how wet I am after watching you coach? Here feel me!"
She grasped my hand and thrust it between her legs. Her skirt rode up a little, but covered enough. Sure enough, my hand encountered a very damp spot in between her legs. I then realised that I was standing in the middle of a car park, leaning against a car, with my hand down a married lady's track pants, feeling her very wet panties encased pussy. A gentleman would have removed his hand and not taken the risk. BUT....

I looked around and noticed that everybody was over at the grounds. The way I was standing made it seem we were talking. I bought my hand up and then slid it into her knickers. "Mmm, fast and quick, please," whispered K. My fingers felt her pubic hair as I slid my fingers back towards her wet pussy. I made contact with her labia lips and then oriented my finger towards her nub. Sliding my finger up and down, and then pressing on her clit, I looked to see N's eyes close. "Faster, you bastard." So I did.

Moving my hand more rapidly to comply with her wishes, whilst watching to see if anyone else could see what we were up to, was a task and a half. But when she started thrusting her hips against my hand, I knew we were on the right path. It was at this point that I slid two fingers straight into this married woman's pussy. N's buried her head into my chest and moaned. "Fuucck you!" N said into my chest as she came. I kept them still inside here as she rode wave after wave. It was her hand reaching down and removing my hand that stopped her pleasure waves.

My hand was soaked in her juices, so I presented it to K's lips. She greedily licked them clean. I looked around and noticed that the round of games had finished, and the car park would be filling up with people going home. K rearranged her clothes, and I turned to leave. I could see her leaning on her car with a smile of satisfaction.

Yeah, it may not be cheating, but where was this going I asked myself.