Football Breeds Marital Problems

Brad and Brenda walked into the the club rooms after their football team the Tigers had just won a close match.

Brenda was standing to one side as Brad was fighting the crowd getting drinks at the bar. Brenda looked really sexy in her yellow and black Tiger jersey, black yoga pants and black high heels. He slim body and long blonde hair to her shoulders made her look younger than her 35 years.

"Hello my dear you look absolutely lovely in your supporters top. If you don't mind me saying." a man looking to be in his mid 50s, slightly greying hair, about 6' 108cms, looking fit in a nice blue suit.

"No, that's OK, thanks for the compliment Mr Wilson." Brenda recognized him from his photo on the wall. Club president. "I'm Brenda and I'm waiting for my husband, Brad, he is getting trying to drinks, but it's taking a while."

"It's really busy because of our home game win. Call him over and I will take you both into the VIP section." Brenda signaled Brad to come back to where the two of them were standing.

"Brad this is Mr Wilson, Mr Wilson this is my husband Brad."

"Please to meet you Brad, please call me Steve. Let me take you both to the VIP room and get us a table."

"WOW, that would be great, thank you Steve." Brad said, he had been a member of the Tigers but never in the VIP section.

"You two get a table, I'll get us some drinks." Steve said after asking what they both wanted.

"I feel a little underdressed, all the women in here wearing their finest clothes, me in a footy jumper and yoga pants." Brenda apologized.

"Don't be silly dear, you are a true supporter, they only come here to be seen and try to impress people. You'll impress them without really trying. Sorry Brad if I am overstepping the mark, but just a compliment to your wife."

"We have been true supporters for many years, we go to every game, then back here for drinks and dinner after the home games." Brad replied.

"Great, who are your favorite players?" Steve asked.

"Mine is Nick Johns, I have a scrapbook with cuttings from papers, photos and my jumper has his number on my back." Brenda jumped in quickly.

"I don't really have a favorite player, I admire the whole team." Brad said. "Tell Steve about the giant poster of Nick on our bedroom wall." Brad said with a laugh.

"You are both really good team supporters, that's funny about Nick's poster. Brad how would you like to go down into the rooms, meet some of the players and have after game drinks with them?" Steve asked.

"That would be incredible, could I?" Brad asked like a kid wanting ice cream.

"Sure, here is a pass, present it at the door and they will let you in. I will entertain Brenda till you get back." Steve thought him out of the way I can spend some time getting to know Brenda.

Steve and Brenda chatted about work, hobbies, holidays, football until Brenda was completely comfortable with Steve. They had a couple of drinks, Brenda was really relaxed.

"Let me take you up to the private boxes and look out over the oval." Steve said as he stood and indicated for Brenda to move off. Once they were in the corridor walking to the lift, out of sight of anyone, Steve's hand reached the middle of her waist at the back.

Brenda didn't flinch, just looked at Steve and smiled, she felt at ease with him. They stood next to each other in the lift, but after exiting, he took her arm and intertwined it with this. She took his arm and they walked towards the corporate boxes. The carpets were lush, the place screamed of money.

Steve unlocked a door and they walked into a dark room, but the floor to ceiling windows looked out over the stadium, dimly lit by a few spotlights. They walked out onto the patio, Brenda leaned against the rail taking in the view. Steve stood close behind her and placed his arms around her onto the rail each side of her.

They stood there Steve pointing out various places that were visible from this height, the church up the road, Town Hall. Brenda was really relaxed, then she felt her hair being moved from her neck and replaced by a soft set of lips kissing her neck. She tilted her head to one side giving Steve more access.

After a couple of minutes her resistance was now quite low, Steve turned her around and they started kissing passionately. She knew she shouldn't, but the surroundings, Steve holding her and still some of the excitement of her team winning.

Steve slid his hand up under her top, pushed her bra higher above her titty and started fondling her and squeezing her nipple. It didn't take long, but before she wanted to ask him to stop, she had an orgasm.

"Stop Steve, we shouldn't be doing this I'm married, you met my husband."

"Yes, he is getting what he wants, down with the players, and you are here with me getting what we both want." Steve said as he lent in and kissed her again.

"I have never even kissed another man since my marriage, but you touched me there. I can't I am sorry, I am married."

"Yes you are, but when you're with me you are not married. Don't say you didn't enjoy what we just did."

"Well yes it was good, but we shouldn't do it again or if we do, it must not go any further."

"That's good you didn't want to stop completely, I will respect your boundaries and just a little fondling. Let's go back, your husband will be back soon." Steve said as he started walking out.

Sitting at the table next to each other when Brad walked back in, looking so excited "Thanks for that Steve I met a lot of the guys, Brenda I spoke with Nick, told him about your poster and scrap books. He said he would like to meet you sometime."

"That's great Brad, Steve took me up to the VIP box high in the stand, I really enjoyed the tour." Brenda said as Steve squeezed her thigh under the table.

That night at home Brad and Brenda's sex life reached a new height, Brad's excitement from meeting the team but Brenda's was from the kissing and Steve playing with her titties to an orgasm.

During the week football training was two nights a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays, Steve would send Brad to the change rooms to be with the team, while he and Brenda went to the VIP room for a couple of drinks and then up to the private box.

Brenda was now more relaxed and would allow Steve to remove her top and bra, then he was free to caress, lick and suck as much as he wanted between kissing. But she had rules, she would not touch him down there and he could not touch her lady bits, she maintained she was married, but this was harmless and wouldn't lead to her being unfaithful.

Steve developed a plan. "Brad, our next game in two weeks is interstate, would you like to go with the team, it's an over night trip. the team will pay for all expenses?"

"Yes i would love that, let me check with Brenda, but I am sure it will be all right." Brad rushed off to phone Brenda with the news, Brenda agreed knowing she would be with Steve.

"Yes, Steve I would love to go, Brenda is pleased for me."

I'm sure she is thinking about us being together Steve thought. "But there is one problem, it is hard to get rooms for the Friday and Saturday nights. We got a room away from the others but it is a single room one bed."

"That's no problem I can get an uber to the ground." Brad explained.

"That's not the problem, you have to share the room. With Lindsay." Steve said with a faint smile.

"You want me to sleep with another guy? I'm not sure........ guess we could top and tail. If there is no other way, yes OK."

"Good, I'm glad you agree, Lindsay is our newest cheerleader and she doesn't know many people as yet. You may have seen her, she is the really tall, dark haired one, she has the longest legs I have ever seen." Steve said now in a full smile.

"But I'm married, I can't sleep with a cheerleader. it will........" Brad was cut off by Steve.

"Brad, you said it was OK when you thought it was a male, are you gay? It will be OK, your accommodation is away from the team, no one will know and Brenda doesn't need to know, in fact only two people will know you and Lindsay."

"Yes but........"

"Like you said you can top and tail, don't get too close like that. Hahaha. But seriously you don't have to do anything just be adult and ignore the fact she is a beautiful young 22 year old single girl in your bed." Steve said with loud laughter this time.

Brad thought about and finally thought it is too greater trip not to go on and she probably wouldn't want to have sex with him in his 40s.

"Yes Steve, I will go on the trip, but I need discretion, Brenda must never know about it."

"Agreed." Steve's plan was starting to unfold. At practice Brad introduced himself to Lindsay, she was really gorgeous, friendly and was thankful Brad had agreed to share a place to stay interstate.

"Do you want to go for coffee after practice? We should get to know each other a little if we are going to be sharing a bed." Brad said then wishing he hadn't said it like that.

"Sure, I guess we should, I like 'Karen's Coffee Cafe' do you know it? I thought you were married?" Lindsay asked.

"I am but my wife is going to a football awards dinner as Steve's partner."

"And your OK with that?"

"What do you mean?"

"OH nothing just I have heard that he and... doesn't matter see you at 10.30."

The coffee date went very well, they spoke about her being a gym teacher and always loved to dance, had several boyfriends but nothing ever lasted. Brad talked about his job, only hobby was football, fishing and camping in the off season, but his wife didn't like fishing or camping, so he went alone. they parted with a quick hug.

Next morning on the TV news was coverage of the awards and a picture of Steve with his hand on Brenda's on the table. But Brad noticed she wasn't wearing her wedding and engagement rings.

When Brenda came down for breakfast Brad asked "How was the dinner? Did you enjoy it? I saw it on the news, you and him seemed awfully comfortable and I noticed you didn't have your rings on? What was with that?"

"It's nothing really, we thought it would look better if Steve's partner didn't have wedding rings on, the press would be right onto that." Brenda said casually.

"Did you act like partners after the dinner when no one was watching?" Brad said firmly.

"What are you saying, we didn't do anything wrong, it was just dinner and then I came straight home." Brenda said defensibly.

"Are you sure, it didn't look like that to all the people watching there and on TV." Brad said as he left for work.

Brad arranged to meet Lindsay for coffee lunch time. "The other day you started to say something about my wife and Steve but didn't finish it. What do you know?"

"It's only gossip from the other girls, but Steve is putting the press on Brenda to go to bed with him, but she is resisting and keeps saying she is married. He is getting frustrated and is planning something." She explained.

"I'm leaving tonight after work for the interstate trip, what are you going to do for two days?" Brad asked.

"Steve asked me last night if I wanted to go over and watch the match too. He said he would get two rooms for us."

Brad knew there were no rooms available. "OK, that sounds good, remember you're married and I trust you. See you when we get back." Kissed her and walked out with his suitcase.

After the game, after the team dinner, everyone started to make their way to their accommodation. Lindsay and Brad walked a couple of blocks before they got an uber to the room. They sat on the bed looking at each other not knowing what to do first.

Lindsay said "I'll shower after you, I might take too long." "OK." was all he said. After the shower Brad came out in a t-shirt and boxers. "Sorry I don't have any pajamas."

"That's OK, I have everything I need." and she disappeared into the bathroom with a small overnight bag. Brad turned on the TV and lay on top of the blankets.

Lindsay came out of the bathroom in a black see through baby doll nighty and a small pair of black panties. In the dark room and the light behind her she looked like the most beautiful image he had ever seen. He stared open mouthed, almost dribbling.

"What's wrong don't I look all right?"

"Fuck, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I......... I........ er I may not be able to keep to my side of the bed."

"And that is wrong because?" She said grinning looking at the bulge in front of his boxers. "Are you going to use this thing or is it just for decoration?" She said grasping his manhood and burst out laughing.

Brad laughing grabbed her arm and pulled her down onto the bed next to him. He held one of her breasts and said "What! Are these ornaments or useful?" They lay there laughing, holding each persons body parts.

They both lay there even though it was a highly charged sexual action they were comfortable with each others bodies to make it fun. Brad drew her into his arms and started kissing her passionately, Lindsay melted into his arms, she had been waiting for this to happen.

Brad didn't remove the nighty, he just took her nipple into his mouth through the thin material. I felt more sensual to them both, Brad's hand went down over her flat stomach and under the waistband of her panties and onto her love button. Lindsay reached the point of no return and released an intense orgasm as she held Brad so tightly he could hardly breath.

Once she came down, they removed his t-shirt, boxers and her panties, but he left the baby doll nighty on, it barely reached her hips, so it wasn't a problem. but a huge turn on. They made love all trough the night only stopping for a shower or a little sleep.

Next day they went to the game, trying to act naturally but kept glancing at each other. After the winning game they went to the dinner, waiting patiently until they could slip away and go back to their room. The night was the same as the night before, lovemaking, shower, sleep and repeat.

Next morning they went on the team bus to the airport and back to the Tigers club. Brad and Lindsay said their good byes with promises to text regularly. On the drive home Brad felt guilty, but he knew Steve was taking Brenda away and was trying to get his wife into bed, that made him feel less guilty.

Walking into his home he found Brenda sitting quietly in the lounge looking slightly quiet, not glad to see him back. "Hi Brenda, I'm back, how are you? Did you go to the game? What's wrong you look sad?"

"I saw the game on TV."

"Wait, I thought Steve was taking you to watch it from their VIP box." Brad said as he put his arm around her.

"I agreed to go with him if he booked separate rooms, but when I checked he had only booked the honeymoon suite and was planning to try and get me to sleep with him. So, I refused to go." She knew they had some sexual play, her topless and satisfying him by hand, but didn't want it to go further.

"OH! Shit I didn't expect that, you made the right call honey. Are you still friendly OK with it and how did Steve take it?" Brad asked.

"He said he understood and we could still continue as before, he wouldn't stop anything. It won't be embarrassing when we go to the club. He understands when I say I am married."

Brad was feeling guilty so he though he would surprise Brenda with something to cheer her up. Thursday night after Brad came home from football practice he walked in but didn't shut the front door. He walked to Brenda and kissed her "I've got a surprise for you." He then looked to the open door.

Then in walked Nick Johns, her idol, the guy she had posters, photos and jerseys, she jumped up and ran and jumped into his arms, her legs around his waist, kissing him frantically. "Nick mwaah, Nick mwaah, I have dreamed about meeting you finally it has happened." She couldn't talk for constantly kissing him.

Brad was sitting down watching his wife in the arms of the guy she had fantasize about as long as he knew her. He noticed his hands were holding her by her butt cheeks, his hands half skirt and rest her bare butt cheek. Nick then maneuvered her shirt up higher, pulled her panties into her butt crack and was now fondling her.

"Brenda, let him relax, he hasn't even sat down yet." Brenda released her legs and slid down his body, she felt his erect manhood as her lady bits passed over his groin. Once standing she reached in and grasped his bulge and squeezed it a few times. Brad either didn't see what she was doing or ignored it she thought.

"Sorry Nick, yes come over here and sit next to me on the sofa. Brad can you get us some coffee please?"

When Brad came back into the room they were kissing and didn't look up, but Brad saw Nick's hand was under her T-shirt playing with her breast. Tina never wore a bra at home on night like this. He didn't take his hand out and smiled at Brad.

"Brenda why don't you get your scrap book and show Nick?" Brad said trying to get them apart. Brenda left the room.

"Man Brad, your wife is really crazy, she really wants me, so don't get upset if this goes further than you want, even to the bedroom." Nick said with a smile.

"Nick you are a guest in my house, this was only for you to meet her, not to have your way with her. Remember she is my wife and i want you to remember that."

"I think you had better just sit there and don't interfere, I might have to mention Lindsay if you don't. Did you tell Brenda about your nights with Lindsay?"

"I.... er.... don't say anything..... I..." just then Brenda walked back in with her scrap book. She sat back next to Nick and lay the huge scrap book on their laps. Nick put his hand under the book onto Brenda's upper thigh.

As they went through the years of his career, they would calmly lean over and have a kissing session. Brad sat there and didn't say anything. Brenda took this as his permission.

"I need the bathroom, where is it Brenda?" he kissed her as he stood up.

"Up the stairs and the third room on the right."

"Brenda, that's our en-suite, why didn't you get him to use the guest bathroom downstairs?"

"Brad, two things firstly, I wanted him to see the poster of him on the wall and secondly, he is waiting for me. I am going to spend the night with him. You know he is my ultimate fantasy and I am not going to let him go. You must have known this would happen, you saw us making out most of the night, and you didn't stop us with his hand under my shirt. I will see you in the morning, you have the guest room."

"But I.." She cut him off with a held up hand and walked upstairs. Brad sat there, confused, he had spent nights with Lindsay but was upset with his wife's greatest ever wish happening. He went to the spare room, but with the thin walls heard the rocking squeak of the bed, muffled voices. Then the shower running, then quiet, he drifted off to sleep.

Middle of the night, he was woken up by the rhythmic squeaking and muffled voiced. He couldn't get back to sleep so went downstairs to the sofa and drifted off to sleep.

He woke to voices coming down the stairs, they were arm in arm and laughing at something he didn't know. But it was what Brenda was wearing, one of his business shirts, completely unbuttoned and open at the front, no bra or panties.

They stopped in front of the sofa, "Getup, coffee and toast." Brenda almost shouted. Brad couldn't understand why she was so angry after spending the night with Nick. He went and made coffee and toast. When he bought it into them, Brenda was on his lap again and his hands all over her breasts.

"Thanks, sit down there and don't say anything." Brenda instructed. He watched as they ate their breakfast, drank their coffee, kissed between mouthfuls and his fondling her breasts.

"Last night was fantastic, we can do this as often as you like Nick." Brenda said in his ear but loud enough for Brad to hear.

"Sorry Brenda, but this is a once only, I am engaged and can't risk that, plus bad publicity with a married woman would end my career." Nick said as he gently lifted her off his lap, walked over to Brad and said "No hard feelings mate, thanks for last night, see you at the club." and walked out.

"You bastard." Brenda shouted at Brad.

"I thought you would be happy after spending the night with Nick."

"What about the two night you spent with Lindsay, yes, Nick asked me if we're in an open relationship? I asked him why he thought that and he told me about your nights away her."

"It just happened, we had to share accommodation because of lack of rooms, Steve set it up. Besides you were going away with him I thought at that time."

Brenda thought back that there were plenty of rooms available when Steve tried. He had set Brad up and she wondered if he had sent Nick to break her marriage vows. She thought if he wants me so badly, then he can have me.

"Brad, you had two nights with Lindsay, I only had one night with Nick, so you owe me one hall pass, so I am going to spend the night with Steve, you can't stop me." Brenda stood there with her arms crossed.

"I don't want you to do this, but I can't stop you, just don't let the whole club know when you do it."

Brad met Lindsay and described everything that had happened since they got back from the trip, she listened intensely not interrupting. "We need a plan." was all she said.

"Change of plan, it's not one night with Steve we are going on 4 day cruise instead, that way we have complete discretion, no one will know who we are." Brenda announced after coming home from being with Steve in the VIP room.

"But Brenda it was to only be one more night, now that is 3 extra days and nights."

"It was you who broke our vows and now you want to control what I do, not gonna happen. Like it or leave."

"OK."

"What does that mean, OK is that all you can say? Aren't you going to argue and beg me not to go?"

"I said it's OK." Brad said and walked out.

On the morning of leaving for the trip Brenda said "You sure this is still OK? You have been quiet and taken this very well."

"I said it's OK." then a toot out the front "That will be Steve, hope you don't mind if I don't come out and say goodbye."

Brenda kissed him on the forehead and walked out with her wheeled suitcase.

They were barely out of the street before an uber pulled up and Lindsay walked in "Hi Babe, all ready for this?"

"Yup, I've packed most things, but we've got 4 days to complete the move." Brad said as he hugged her and kissed.

Brad loaded his clothes first, in boxes, clearly marked, his computer setup, kitchen utensils. they loaded it all into his truck. "Might only need one more trip, come on you drive Lindsay, I don't know where you live."

Lindsay drove down the freeway for about 20 minutes then Brad started to recognize places, it was a different way that he had been here before, then they drove past an oval with a big sign. "That's the bloody Magpies oval." Brad shouted.

"Yes, I live 2 streets over." Lindsay said with a laugh. The Western Magpies were the arch enemy of the Tigers, now Brad was going to move in with Lindsay right in the heart of the team he hated the most.

Brad was excited to be living with her, but near that oval. He imagined on home game days cars lining his street, taking all of the parks, hundreds of supporters all wearing the black and white. Fuck he thought.

Four days later Brenda and Steve had just got back from the trip and were sitting in the club having a drink before heading of to their individual homes. Brad and Lindsay walked in hand in hand and sat at their table.

"Brad."

"Brenda."

'Steve."

"Lindsay."

That was all the opening conversation was.

"What is she doing here?" Brenda asked.

"Hello Brenda, Steve, how was the trip?" Brad asked.

"Fine, what is she doing here?"

"I guess you haven't been home yet. We just dropped in to return my keys to the house. I have cleaned out all of my things, I will be filing on Monday for divorce and financial separation of accounts." Brad said placing his keys on the table.

"You can't, we are married. You started this, now you want to end it." Brenda begged.

"You know why, ask Steve if he knows about the other players you have been entertaining at lunchtimes in The Mansions Hotel? Times when you were telling him you were married and wouldn't go to bed with him."

"How do you know about that?" Brenda asked.

"Lindsay heard about it from the other cheerleaders. They know all the secrets of the club, who is with who and who should not be with who."

With that Brad and Lindsay left the club and left to go home to bloody Magpie territory.

They latter heard through the club cheerleaders that Steve and Brenda tried a relationship, but Brenda had an unquenchable thirst for fit, young footballers and had parted ways.

After the next home game Steve was walking though the crowd when he said "Hello my dear you look absolutely lovely in your supporters top. If you don't mind me saying." to a woman standing with her husband at the bar.