Vicki's Story Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

Vicki's Story Ch. 07

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As we were packing the gear in the car, he raised his eyebrows. "Vicki, I want you to look after your mother tomorrow. She is looking forward to playing with you. Oh and, showing you off to the other country club snobs."

I had to race off straight away to find, not only something to wear but, buy a racquet and some shoes. Christ, it had been years since I had even picked up a racquet.

I found a classy little mini tennis slip dress. It was classic white with some red and blue piping. I made sure I was tucked tightly. I spent an age getting my makeup right, I was so nervous. I didn't know what the hell to expect. I met Mom in the car park and we walked in together. She kissed me. "Thanks for today Honey. I am so looking forward to it."

"It's okay Mom but, what is going to happen? How does it work?"

Bubbling, she replied. "It's nothing special hon. It's just the girls. We play some tennis but mostly we drink martini's and have some fun."

As we got into the courts there were about twenty women all gathering together, laughing and chatting. I had sort of expected them to all be Mom's age but, there were all ages here, some younger than me. She started introducing me to her friends and the compliments were flowing over my new outfit. I blushed brightly under the scrutiny. As we were talking, I got the surprise of my life. In walked Connie, dressed to play. My heart sank but, god she looked hot, smoking hot. She moved among the women talking and ...

... chatting.

The moment she noticed me her expression changed and I could see her facial lines tighten. She forced a smile, walking over to give Mom a peck on the cheek. Looking dismissively at me she sneered "You play tennis as well, do you?"

I chuckled. "No, not really, I am just making up the numbers."

She didn't look convinced and suddenly, I was keen to play well. How she had that effect on me I will never be able to explain. I remembered back to the very first time I saw her, she had that same power. The power to turn my brain to mush, to send all of my blood racing to my cock. She was definitely my Kryptonite. My heart raced frenetically. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

The first game was getting underway and Connie was up. She was partnered by a woman about her age and it was evident they weren't fooling around. They were here to play serious tennis.

They annihilated the two ladies they were playing against. They were merciless. Christ they hardly even broke a sweat.

As they were having a drink, Connie stood close enough for me to talk to. "Well played Connie, that was pretty impressive."

She looked a little stunned at my compliment. "Thanks Vicki, I appreciate that. It was good fun."

Her response surprised me. She was like a different person. The smile, the bright bubbly manner. This was not the same snarly, short-tempered witch that threw me out of the office.

As Mom and I gossiped away with her friends, I noticed Connie's eyes never stopped staring at ...