Plotting a Course Ch. 17

'Well that one was an easy one. You need to stop letting the door slam shut though, it shakes up the drinks. Your next clue is waiting where we had our first kiss.'

It was in that moment that I realized that Rob had hidden my shirts and either had shaken the drink himself or asked the cashier to do it for him. Rob really thinks he's funny sometimes. I'm not sure how that fit into his plan, but I smiled as I thought about our first kiss. We had been sitting on my parents dock talking when Rob shyly at first, and then hungrily pressed me down into the dock and kissed me. The next thing I knew I was pulling into my parent's driveway. Mom's car was the only one there, dad hadn't gotten home from work, and Emily was away at med school.

"Back here Bobby!" I had been walking up to the house to let mom know I was there, but I heard her call from around back. I walked around and gave her a hug. She was sitting at the picnic table, seemingly waiting for me to show up.

"Guess you're in on this?" I laughed.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." She winked and I saw her send a message on her phone before she stood up. "Have fun tonight Bobby." She grinned and headed around the house and I walked down to the dock. The water was still as a mirror and reflected a tangerine colored sun. The dock was a little more weathered, a little grayer in color than it was almost ten years ago, but it looked basically the same as it ever had. I glanced what at first I thought was an orange basketball, but as I got closer realized it was a pumpkin sitting near the edge of the dock. He had taken the time to carve out triangle eyes, a nose, and even a familiar goofy grin. I'm sure my grin matched the pumpkins as I remembered the first time we carved a similar pumpkin. Sticking out from under the bottom of the pumpkin was a sliver of paper.

'Sorry I couldn't be there to kiss you this time, but I figured this pumpkin might do. I know a special little place, it's perfect for watching the fireworks.'

I couldn't help but laugh when I read the note. No way was I going to kiss that goofy pumpkin. Rob was going to make me work for this so I headed back to my Jeep and drove to the beach. There was a group of high school kids being loud on the beach. I took off my dress shoes and socks and left them in my car and walked by the teenagers who got quiet as I walked closer. I walked around them and down the beach, trying to find the hidden cove in the dunes and grasses. Finally I spotted it and ducked into the secret spot and squeezed through the undergrowth before I came out in a small clearing. Sticking up out of the sand was a scroll of paper tied with a string of twine. Carefully, I plucked the paper out of the sand and made my way back onto the beach and walked towards the parking lot. The group of kids stared at me suspiciously, I'm sure I did look strange going into the dunes and coming back with a scroll of paper, wearing rolled up slacks and a soda stained dress shirt. I chuckled to myself and climbed barefoot back into my Jeep to read the note.

'Brush off the sand, your journey is almost over. All these years later I still regret not sticking up for you to Eric. Why don't you come now and I can show you how much I love you.'

I had long ago forgiven Rob for that and we had even befriended Eric. We had been in high school. Rob was a football stud. I had foolishly gotten caught staring at him as he changed in the locker room. Eric, who turned out to be gay, had caused a scene, and at the time Rob hadn't defended me, but he has more than made up for it since. Well, it looked like my little scavenger hunt was coming to an end. I started my Jeep and quickly drove to our old high school, where Rob was the PE teacher and football coach. It was a little strange every time I walked back into the school, everything looked a little different. After opening the front door I stopped and I poked my head in the office.

"Just go on back sugar." The secretary smiled. "When you leave make sure you go out the gym exit, I'm about to lock up here."

"Thanks." I called after her, already heading down the hall towards the gym. The students had gone home and the empty halls were decorated for homecoming. The doors to the gym were propped open and I looked through the glass of Rob's office, he wasn't in there so I made my way around to the guy's locker room. It was open and my nose was immediately tickled with the wet, musty, sweaty, men's locker room smell. Rob was in workout clothes sitting on a bench in the back.

"Hey babe!" He called. "Lock the door." He winked. I turned around and twisted the latch on the door.

He was so fucking hot. He was as muscular as ever, his green eyes flickered to life and his grin lit up the dim fluorescent lit locker room. He wrapped me in a hug and lifted me off my feet before he placed me on the ground and gave me a sweet kiss.

"Hey Robbie." I smiled and he patted the stains on my shirt.

"Looks like I shook it a little too well." Rob laughed and started unbuttoning my shirt. "Come on, you need a shower." I shuddered as I felt his gentle, but rough fingers slide across newly exposed stomach. "No T-shirt?" Rob's eyebrows lifted and as he watched me, I could tell he was trying not to laugh.

"You hid them!" I broke out into a laugh at his smile and unbuttoned and kicked out of my slacks leaving me standing in just a pair of black boxer briefs.

"Where are your shoes?"

"I took them off before I went to the beach, they're in my Jeep."

"Fair enough." Rob grinned and pulled his Crabbers Athletic Dept. T-shirt over his head.

"Fuck." I moaned. His body got sexier every day. His round shoulders and toned hairy pecs were joined by a firm stomach that was coasted with a soft brown hair. Then he pulled down his shorts and I don't know what kind of noises I made, but my admiration was broken when Rob laughed at me and I hesitantly drew my attention away from his bulging black jockstrap and gazed into his lusty eyes.

"Sorry." I mumbled, slightly embarrassed.

"Don't ever get embarrassed Bobby. I think it's so sexy, you're sexy, and when you go into that little lust filled zone-out." Rob picked up my hand and kissed the wedding band on my finger. Then he placed my hand on the pouch of his bulging jockstrap, it was straining to contain his long, thick member. "This is what you do to me babe." There was heat radiating off of his bulge and I involuntarily swallowed the saliva that was forming in my mouth. He pulled his jock down and stepped out of it, his cock was standing proudly, engorged and beautiful. I pulled off my underwear and Rob retook my hand before guiding me into the showers.

The tiled floor felt cool on my feet and I felt first cool, and then warm water rain down on me as Rob guided me under a shower head. He squirted some shampoo in his hands and I felt his warm, firm body press against my back. I felt his rigid member flat against the small of my back, pointing straight up.

"Robbie." I groaned.

"Close your eyes." He whispered in my ear, his lips barely brushing against my skin. I closed my eyes and felt his strong hand massaging shampoo into my scalp. Slowly his hands drifted as he massaged suds into my upper body.

"Hey watch it buster!" I squirmed when he started tickling my armpits. He held me still and I felt his cock harden further as he pressed his body even closer to mine. I felt him give three or four slow thrusts with his manhood slowly sliding up and down the small of my back. I leaned my head back on his shoulder and he met me with a kiss. His strong fingers shocked me when he grabbed my own raging erection and give it a slow, soapy pull. He broke the kiss and released my cock. His magic fingers began kneading the muscles in my back before he started to massage my firm ass cheeks. A soapy finger traced a delightful line up and down my trench before gently outlining the circle of my puckered hole.

The attention was short lived as he made compulsory work out of washing my legs and my feet. He made a weak attempt at tickling my feet, but thankfully he relented. I turned around, pulled him to his feet and kissed him deeply. Our tongues had danced this dance before, but it was always to a different beat, and this one was heady and full of love. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. Our slick cocks rubbed sensuously together, they were raging hard and trapped between our bodies. I reached back and got a handful of soap with one hand that I rubbed into Rob's back as we performed our erotic shower dance under the small shower head.

"Let's go to my office." Rob whispered before playfully biting my earlobe.

"Okay coach." I answered, grinning.

"Bobby, may I see you in my office, we need to talk about your performance." Rob joked as he turned off the shower and grabbed fresh towels from the bin.

"My performance." I drawled, "I thought I was eager and excelled at pleasing you." Rob tousled my hair with the towel before giving me a quick rub down.

"That's the problem. You're too good, you distract me and I cannot focus on anything else." Rob grinned before drying himself off and tossing the towels in the dirty laundry. "Come on babe." He led me back through the locker-room and we quickly scooped up our discarded clothes and headed into his office.

"The windows." I panicked and held my clothes in front of me.

"No one will be here for at least another hour." Rob laughed and pulled the shades on the windows before locking both of his doors. I sat in his chair and felt the cool leather against my bare ass. Rob jumped onto his desk and cleared a spot before sitting right in front of me on it.

"Fuck Robbie." I cried, his proud cock was inches in front of me and I immediately leaned forward and gobbled it up. Rob moaned and his head fell back while I savored the flavor of his dick in my mouth. It was warm and weighty. Everything about his manhood was perfect. The shape, size, taste, smell, even the veins were sexy. I swallowed until I felt his bush around my lips and sucked hard. I slowly pulled off and licked the underside of his engorged shaft until just his swollen glans was between my lips.

"Bobby." Rob's hands were gripping the desk and I pulled off and licked the sweet pool of pre from his slit. He pushed me back and leaned in for a soul-searing pre filled kiss. His weight pushed my chair back against the wall and he fell between my legs, mouth open he started lapping at my balls, they were tight under my shaft. The heat and wetness of his mouth and tongue had me leaking copious amounts of pre. He greedily licked it up before going back to tonguing my balls. The feel of his lips as they wrapped tightly around my cockhead was glorious. He eagerly began bobbing up and down on my rigid shaft.

"Robbie." I panted as I twisted my fingers in his short hair. "Fuck me!" I moaned and felt the rumble, almost a growl, in his throat at the mention. Instantly, he had us both on our feet and turned me around to face his desk. He pushed me against it and my hard bone was trapped, pressed almost achingly down against the desk and his paws were spreading my ass cheeks apart. The next thing I knew his face was buried in my ass and my torso collapsed onto the desk when I felt his magnificent tongue prodding at my wanton hole. Electricity jolted from my muscled ring as his tongue first lapped, and then prodded, working its way deeper into my needy heat.

"Robbie please." I begged, my cock was straining desperately against the desk and I felt a string of pre dangling down that had hit the inside of my leg. One of Rob's hands wrapped tightly around my cock and maneuvered it so he could lick the pre and suck on my blood-filled mushroom tip. I heard something unzip and then a cap pop before liquid coolness was dribbled down my crack. I couldn't help but sigh as a slippery, thick finger primed my desperate hole. "Rob." I gasped. "Give it to me."

"Fuck Bobby!" Rob whispered and I felt his swollen mushroom pressed tightly against my tight entrance. I tried to push back to meet him, but he held me down and entered me in one smooth thrust.

"FUCK!" I moaned as my body went limp and rigid all at once. My cock lurched against the desk and my lungs emptied of air. My body was tantric as his long, thick manhood slid in and out, deeper and deeper, brushing my p-spot with every thrust. "Harder, faster." I pleaded I was so close and my swollen dick was leaking, leaving a trail of pre against the desk. His arms pushed me down into the desk and he grabbed my hips and began thrusting, pumping his heavenly member into my needy cavern. "Robbie I'm close." I encouraged, but to my dismay he slid out, leaving me feeling hollow, empty. "Robbie?!" I begged, pleaded, questioned.

"Flip over Bobby." He ordered and I scrambled to position my back against his desk, I accidently sent his calendar and a cup of pens tumbling to the floor. My dick felt liberated no longer trapped by the desk and stood like a mast in the air, swollen and red. Rob put my legs over his shoulders and held my hips as he reentered me. This was it. This was the best position. I loved seeing my sweaty, handsome husband horny and needy. I needed him just as badly. His genuine, gentle green eyes locked on mine, they were filled with nothing but love as he slowly slid back in. I felt his bush brush against my hole and he leaned down to claim my mouth, just as he had claimed my hole. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer. My swollen shaft was pressed tightly to his washboard stomach. Out mouths were locked and I whimpered when he began to thrust into me, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure inside me, my sensitive shaft begged for just a little more friction between our bodies.

"You are so sexy Bobby." Rob rasped, his voice was heavy, lusty. He pulled back and let my legs fall before sandwiching our bodies together. Rob's engorged glans pegged my prostate in this new position and I urged him on. Pulling him closer, reclaiming his mouth and kissing frantically while he continued to piston his rod into me. The sensations were overwhelming. Rob's mouth sealed against mine, tongues frantically frolicking, his warm, strong, slick, furry buddy rubbing against my sensitive, swollen, slippery cock, his thick, long dick pounding and pleasuring my swollen prostate.

"Robbie." I gasped as my toes curled and eyes closed. My balls tightened, my glans swelled even further and my slit fired a geyser of moist heat between our bodies. Rob leaned back, still thrusting and I felt his lips wrap around my cockhead, sending my overly sensitive dick into overload while he continued pumping my ass, my body shook and tremored with each blast of seed and Rob somehow managed to swallow it while his cock was still buried deep inside of me. I gasped and collapsed back onto the desk and Rob took frantic, erratic, deep thrusts, burying his member completely inside my steamy hole. His lips met mine and I tasted my flavor in his mouth as he made his final jagged thrusts deep inside my gut.

"Bobby!" Rob broke the kiss and I felt his body tense, his cock swell, and then blasts of molten heat as volley after volley of seed painted my guts. I'm not sure how long we stayed like that, but our breaths finally calmed. His spent dick reluctantly slid out of my used hole. The scent in the room was thick of sweat and sex. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Rob smiling down at me. His lips met mine and we shared 6 or 7 sweet, short kisses.

"I need to shower before the game." I laughed and Rob picked up his jockstrap and wiped my jizz and our sweat off of my stomach and his.

"No time, the team will be here in 10 minutes." Rob said checking his watch.

"Rob!" I gasped, I couldn't sit in the bleachers in the shape I was in.

"Here I'll get you some fresh clothes." Rob said, he was sexy as hell as he walked naked over to a file cabinet and pulled out a new Crabbers Athletic department T-shirt and threw it to me.

"Have any underwear in there?" I laughed and Rob got a sneaky glint in his eye.

"Nope, you're wearing these." Rob grinned holding up his black jockstrap that was covered in our sweat and my glistening white jizz.

"No way buster. I'll just wear my boxer briefs.

"Nope." He grinned and pulled on my underwear. "These are my lucky underwear, need 'em for the big game."

"Lucky? You've never worn them before."

"Well they worked for you, you got lucky." Rob grinned and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Rob." I sighed and he threw me the jockstrap. "What the hell." I shrugged. I held the jockstrap to my nose and an inhaled deeply. "Fuck." I sighed, I could smell our mingled sweat and jizz and I felt my cock twitch. I slid them on.

"Come here Bobby, you're going to have another adventure tonight." Rob said as he rifled through his bag on the floor. I walked over and he turned me around so he was standing behind me and I was again facing the desk. "Bend over babe."

"We don't have time Robbie." I started but I felt his hand on my back as he gently guided me down. "Fuck." He whispered and I felt his tongue exploring my hole, licking out his seed. I moaned before I felt something against my hole. He quickly pushed it into my opened and slick hole.

"Robbie." I felt a shockwave that went through my body and exited my sensitive dick. I reached around and felt base of a butt plug in my ass. "I cannot sit here for three hours in a sweaty, jizzy jockstrap and a buttplug in my seeded hole.

"Why not?" Rob shrugged and grinned. "Here I'll get you some shorts." He went back into his cabinet and threw me a matching pair of gym shorts.

"You're bad." I answered, sliding on the shorts.

"Love you Bobby." Rob said swatting my ass and pulling me in for a kiss, I groaned when I tasted his spunk in my mouth.

"I love you Rob." I answered kissing my husband with everything I had. I knew that his knowing how I was a dressed, and plugged would have him just as eager for me as I was for him. It was certainly going to be an interesting homecoming, and it wouldn't be the last.

*The End*

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