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In high school our assistant basketball coach was in his mid-20s and his wife Carol was a tall leggy brunette that was gorgeous and very outgoing. She was still going to college to get her teaching certificate and maybe her Master's Degree, but she had been a cheerleader in high school. Carol had auburn hair and beautiful face. In fact I always thought she looked like a auburn haired Lynda Carter of Wonder Woman fame.

They lived in a rent house just outside of a small housing community where a bunch of us teens would meet to play football in a big vacant lot one of the days maintained for us and had even marked our yard lines. A large group would meet on a lot of Saturdays mid-day for a game of touch football. The tackle in touch football was two hands below the waist.

Our coach would come over and play with us from time to time when he had a chance and looking back on it now he was nothing but a big kid and he was always a lot of fun. Then he asked us if we minded if Carol played. I don't want to put Carol down in any way. She was an athlete!! She was a great wide receiver and if she caught the ball she was dang hard to catch!! The first time she played I was the first to "tackle" her and I got to put two hands across her pert ass cheeks with her wearing a pair of black silky shorts. Wow what a firm ass!! The guys on my team kind of looked at me and we all grinned. Later I "tackled" her again with my right hand across her pubic mound and my left along her hip. There were a lot of missed tackles where only one hand went across her ass. I distinctly felt her crack several times in this manner. Another thing, even as much as we wanted to feel of Carol's pussy, when we touched her pubic mound I think most of the time it was more accident than intention. None of us wanted to upset her and cause her to go home. Carol took it all in stride.

The next Saturday though there were about 3 X the amount of guys who showed up to play ball than the previous weekend and they were all disappointed when Carol didn't play. My folks were good friends with the coach and his wife even though my folks were quite a bit older. My mom was a teacher and she was over the cheer squad at times so Carol and her had common ground so they did hang out a lot. They also went to our church.

Carol did play football with us a few more times. She never come over to play if our group had more than 20 or so players. That was kind of our core group. One time she came over to play and I knew the coach was gone on some big squirrel hunting float trip in a canoe with my dad and two other guys. I was disappointed when she ended up on my team cause despite the fact I wanted to tackle her, that would have been pretty obvious. Then a miracle happened. I was playing quarterback and our regular center hurt his ankle and went to the sideline. Carol said she would play center. So for the rest of the evening on offense I got to put the back of my hand up against her pussy as she would hike the ball. The count was always at least two and sometimes three as I wanted to keep that hand up against her pussy as long as I could. I would love to tell you I got to fuck Carol, but I didn't. She and I and the coach used to shoot bows together all the time and she always impressed me with her grace and agility and yeah I guess I had a crush on her.

Carol had a small lake party for some of her dance girls and most of them were between 5 and 12. I was a lifeguard at our small pool and she asked me and my brother Donnie to be lifeguards for them at the beach. She wore an unbelievable red bikini that covered everything, but was one of the hottest bikinis I had seen at the time. It was a light red, not a dark red and you could so see the wonderful details of her body through it. Back then we all believed you had to wait an hour after you eat to swim or you would get cramps and drown. Seriously!! So after the kids had eaten they were messing around on the beach waiting an hour before they could get back in the water.

We had several folding beach chairs and I was laying on one on my stomach, sunglasses on, looking cool or so I thought. There was a big blanket laid out in the direction I had my head turned, but not one had been laying on it. Carol came over and lay on her back on the blanket and slightly opened her legs as she opened a book and started reading it. I could see the slight curly hairs of her pussy peeking around the edge of the bikini crotch. Instant Hard-on!!! She opened her legs a little bit wider and I almost moaned. I lay there looking, thinking I could tell where her labia was at and the small protrusion of her clit, but it might have all been in my mind. Carol was oblivious too it, but it was definitely one of the highlights of my experiences with her.