I know readers will be slightly surprised at our story, but they should not. Think back to those high school gym days, the locker rooms and the showers. When my broadcast partner and I team up for our television broadcasts, we just extend the locker room to the bedroom.
My name is Tanya, and I announce college womens volleyball on cable channels. I played volleyball in college, coached for awhile, then signed on as a college broadcaster. My husband is a successful businessman, so traveling occassionally is not a problem. Nearing thirty, I maintain a very fit body. Standing six foot one, my 34 c breasts look good on my frame. Shoulder length brown hair and green eyes helped me land my current gig. The ability to speak well, and my physical beauty, make me a perfect woman for my job.
I enjoy my job, but my enjoyment went up immensely when I was teamed with Misty. Misty is one of those sports babes. Standing 5 10, she has blonde hair, blue eyes, and perfectly white teeth. At twenty-four, Misty also has fantastic 34 c breasts. Everytime she smiles, her eyes sparkle.. One on- line viewer poll tabbed her as the sexiest sportscaster on cable. And I am fortunate enough to spend my days with Misty in various locker rooms, and our nights in hotel rooms across the midwest.
From the first meeting with Misty, I was smitten. Even though I am happily marreid, I found myself drawn to Misty. No wonder men across America all fantasized about her. My sex life with my husband is very good, but I was thinking about Misty way too much. It was like the high school locker room, where I would check out some of my sexy team mates when they were naked. I would look, but never touch. Sometimes, between boyfriends, I would find myself fingering while thinking of one of my naked team mates. Surprisingly, I would finger myself to a hot oragasm every time.
Of course, all the fingering and thinking of other women ended with my marriage. My husband has a nice long, thick cock, and we fuck quite often. I enjoy our time in bed. I enjoy sucking his wonderful cock, and love swallowing his cum. We fuck in every position, but doggie is my favorite. I can never tire of my husband slamming his cock into my tight pussy from behind. I am quite a moaner, and sometimes my husband can even get me to scream out in a multiple orgasm. When my husband blasts his cum deep into my pussy, I have to admit I feel like I am the luckiest woman in the world.
The one thing I won't let my husband do is fuck me in the ass. It is not that I find it disgusting, but my husbands cock is just too big for my butthole. It hurts every time he tries to ease it in. You would think being a taller woman, I could take his cock up my ass. Unfortunately, I just can't. I feel bad for my husband, because he really desires anal sex. He tells me it drives him wild to see my sexy ass when fucking me doggie, and he knows he can't fuck it later. I usually make it up to him by giving him an extra special blowjob.
Which brings me back to Misty. The old feelings of the high school locker room were coming back. I found myself wondering what she looked like naked. I just knew her body was flawlwss, maybe the best I have ever seen. It got so bad, I would find myself fingering again while my husband was gone. I would always think of Misty, and would have a wet, juicy orgasm every time. I was hoping my husband wouldn't notice all the extra wet panties at home!
Our first few times Misty and I were paired, it was obvious we made a good announcing team. The network executives noticed, and let us know halfway through year one we would be partnered for the foreseeable future. Oddly, my heart sang! I was ecstatic! I was once again giddy as a school girl. I had to remind myself I am a happily married woman, not a school girl with a crush.
Everything changed on the last road trip of the year. Late fall's weather in the midwest can turn nasty in a minute, and that is what we had to deal with. Like every other assignment, we both drove in the day before the match. After a production meeting, we would observe both teams at practice. Afterwards, we might wander into the locker rooms to chat up the players and coaches. You might discover a few nuggets you can use during the broadcast. Being women, it wasn't a problem to go into the locker rooms. After the gym had cleared, it was off to a late dinner, back to our rooms for the night, and the broadcast the next day after another short production meeting.
That is what happened except mother nature had other ideas. Perhaps mother nature just wanted to get two women together, who knows? Shortly before the match started, a big winter storm blew in. The crowd was sparse, they knew better than to get out in a big snow. Of course, it was a close and exciting match, a five setter. In the hours it took to play the match, the outside had turned into a winter wonderland. We could hear the winter warnings through our network, and were worried about our drives home. After the match was over, we wrapped up, and all peeked outside.
I give credit to our network, they quickly realized setting us on the road put us at serious risk. Calls were made, and we were safely placed in a nearby motel for the night. Rooms were scarce due to the storm, so space was limited. With an apology to Misty and myself, they said we had to share a room with a queen bed. Hey, I thought, no apologies needed here. My panties were already beginning to get moist.
Getting to the motel was an ordeal, and we were both happy to arrive safely. Nowhere to eat, but as luck had it, a liquor store was nearby. After our day, Misty and I figured some wine would hit the spot. A short walk, two nice bottles of wine, and we were happily shut in for the night.
With nothing to eat, it didn't take long for the effects of the wine to hit us. We both got quite tipsy, and Misty was getting sleepy. She told me she wanted to shower before bed. She also informed me she slept naked and hoped it wasn't a problem. A problem?!! Heck, I was overcome with joy.