Good Neighbors Ch. 048

There is a perk of my company I always try to avoid. My business partner is a huge fan of the local baseball team. He gets season tickets every year and gives out some to the employees. I didn't realize until I went through the last envelope sent to my house that he snuck a pair of tickets to a game that was coming up. I called him to try to give it back. He told me to take my neighbor. I breathed a sigh and put them in a place where I could remember.

A few days later, we were eating dinner together at her place. As she was clearing the table, I looked over and saw a baseball in a glass cube. I looked at it closely before I felt her sneak in close. I turned towards her and was surprised by a kiss. I took it gratefully before she pulled back.

"Is that the first time you saw that?"

"Yeah," I responded. "It's a signed baseball, right?"

"It belonged to Mitchell," she started. "He was the biggest baseball fan. He took me to a few games every year before his cancer took over. I miss going to the ballpark and watching the game. I had a thing for seeing the guys in their uniforms, especially their butts."

She emphasized the last part by simulating grabbing a pair of buns before laughing at my reaction. I smiled before I remembered the tickets.

"So, wanna go to a game?"

She looked at me, trying to read my face. She knew I wasn't a big baseball fan and was probably thinking I was kidding. She noticed my facial expression didn't change.

"Yeah, sure. I'll go. You have tickets?"

I reached into my pocket and handed them to her. She looked at them before her eyes bugged out.

"How did.... these are primo seats. What did you do?"

"Carl snuck it into the last envelope of reports. I tried to give them back and he said I should take you."

Her eyes had that snarky look in them.

"Take me to the game?"

"Well, yeah. I just didn't get the chance to ask you yet."

She started laughing.

"Sounds like another road trip, Romeo. So do we want to get a hotel while we're there?"

"Why?"

She pointed to the game time on the tickets.

"These are for the 7:10 game. It'll be close to eleven before it's over. I don't want you driving me home that late."

We agreed that we would spend the night in the big city. At my house later, I started logging on to the laptop to find a hotel reservation while she was going through my closet trying to find adequate ballpark attire. She walked over in a huff just as I set our reservation.

"Romeo, are you telling me you never saw a baseball game?"

I didn't look around before speaking.

"I'm purely a football fan. Baseball goes too slow for me."

"Apparently, so does your brain."

I turned just in time to see her standing before me. Her clothes were gone replaced by my red tie around her neck. She pressed her breasts together before walking closer.

"Tell you what, handsome. I'm gonna take you shopping so we can find the right outfit for the game. But that's gonna wait until I thank you properly for offering to take me to the game. Want to get to second base?"

Considering I never did get the baseball reference to sex, she ended up pushing me onto my bed before she undid my shorts. Her mouth started to take my cock deep into her throat while I watched. She handed me the end of my tie and I pulled it gently to pull her off my cock after a while. I pulled her towards me so her pussy was right above my cock. My hands pulled her onto me so I was buried deep inside of her.

"Fuck!" she yelled.

I started thrusting upwards, holding her hips for deeper penetration. She started moaning for me between her kisses on my neck. I stopped after a bit and flipped her onto her back so I could drive into her deeper. I held her hands above her head to ensure I could keep her from stopping me. The session ended with me filing her pussy and kissing her deeply. She reached down and rubbed her pussy a little.

"Well, that's a thank you if I do say so myself," she said before she rolled towards me and kissed my cheek.

"Do we have to go shopping?" I asked.

"Of course. I am not going to let you go to a game dressed in a polo and khakis. You must look the part. Don't worry. I got you."