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Both girls were already playing and were good athletes, and his work from home Cyber Security job allowed him the luxury of never missing a game and would work out equally well for team practices and games. His baseball experience in high school and division 3 college gave him the technical skill set to help young ladies develop their skills. The icing on the cake was his overall positive demeanor, that intangible to help players developed solid fundamental skills. John decided to accept the offer. John dove right into the coaching role that spring as head coach of the U12 Bobcats and put as much time and effort amateur into it as he did his full-time job. That first year he inherited many players but needed to fill the roster out with five more players. His daughters requested several friends including their best friend and a neighbor two houses down, Tori, although two years younger than the twins they spent much time together. Sleepovers nearly every weekend at the house and during summer months they frequently vacationed together with Tori's parents, Mike and Jen. Jen 33 worked as a real estate agent, was a knockout – The very definition of a MILF and eager to flaunt it. She had jet black hair, deep blue eyes and firm round D-Cup breasts that resisted gravity like they were fake, but were in fact 100% authentic and, on her five-foot-four-inch frame, looked even more spectacular but not by any means out of place. John often referred to Jen as a cock tease, which was a spot on assessment as Mike, 41, made good money from his executive-level corporate job, but regular trips around the globe consumed so much of his time that he seemed missing more often than not. John knew Tori well from her friendship with the twins and had a feeling she was going to do well in athletics, not to mention she was a sweet kid. Determined to make this experience the best it could be for his kids John approached Tori's dad and asked him to help coach, guaranteeing Tori would be on the team. Mike knew nothing about coaching any sport, but John insisted he come along to let their daughters be on the same team. It was a no brainer for both fathers and the first season began. Over the next five years, John ran the team and followed the core group of players through the U16 age group, although Tori's dad could not commit after the first season due to Tori's parents own divorce and work commitments, Tori continued on the team. John got the feeling that Tori, like him, used the sport to escape. John over the years would pick up his girls and Tori for practices and games, in fact, it became the norm even when his kids could not make a practice or a game Coach John would make sure Tori had a ride. Over the years a mutual connection developed between John and Tori. He respected her as a player and a person while he took on a male role model, with Tori's dad seldom involved after the divorce. John could think of only a handful of games he attended after the first year, and he could tell it wore on Tori. Jen made most of the games, but her preoccupation with hanging with her friends and dating also took time away from Tori. John and the twins were always there as a support structure for her during those years, and there were times Tori would spend weeks hanging with his daughters at both his place and Kelly's house. He had watched all the girls develop over those five years into young ladies, his girls now 17 in high school, no longer playing softball because the coach was a "bitch," and Tori now 15 heading into high school with plans to try out for the high school team. Tori had become quite pretty over the years, her mix of Asian and Latino ethnicity gave her an exotic look like her mom including big dark brown eyes, full lips and a body that was following in her mother's footsteps. She seemed closer to 18 than 16 both physically and mentally, probably from hanging with his kids all those years, and that was still going strong. She worked extremely hard over those years at softball, developed a love for the game, and it became her focus. John remembers she had been "OK" that first season five years ago but had blossomed into a star player with her natural athletic abilities at the core along with Johns coaching. By the time the last season had come to an end, she was one of, if not the best player at her age in town. Tori often credited John and his coaching as the reason she had improved so much and had stated so more than once to him. John at this point looked at Tori differently, an infatuation with her had set in part due to her personality, and partly due to her budding young teen body, he fought the thoughts and never acted on them. It was late August, and the last day of their final softball season with the town team, John as always drove indian her home. And with the drug effect quickly dissipating the humiliated women could not hold their cries of anguish. After they all rested for a few minutes, Carly and the rest of the girls kicked Zane out of the room. Hopefully the rest of them would too. Falling asleep had become an utter nightmare for him. She began to relax and then lowered her arm so her boobs pressed against me. She looked up and offered her lips to be kissed, which I did. I had a quick look round and saw one other topless woman so I took mine off. 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