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"Are ya comfy?" His arm snugged around my shoulders. I leaned back against him and sighed.. "Oh, yes sweetie, thanks! I sure am..." The fall sunlight cascaded across the floor. We sat snuggled on the couch in his family room, watching the big screen TV. The Game was on. "Now tell me what you know about football..." "Well, not a heck of a lot....." My voice trailed off. For a few moments, I just sat there and considered what to say to him. Sports had never been a big part of my life, and now that was seemingly about to change. Maybe..... So I told him what I knew......and we watched the Game..."Well now, that's not too bad.....I think you might make an apt pupil." He grinned at me..."OK..now watch what they're doing right now..did you see that? This is called a ...." I watched and listened as intently as I could. But it wasn't easy. So many strange terms and rules and whatnot...Plus being there next to him, with his arm around me..I was so intoxicated that I could hardly see straight, much less think analytically. But he had so much discipline that I had to make the effort. I had to please him.....Everything was riding on this Game. Suddenly I sat bolt upright...."Wait a minute! Didn't they just do what you said? What do you call this play? My god, it makes sense!" The popcorn bounced off my lap onto the floor..."Oh, sorry! Here, I'll pick it up. What a mess....oh I'm so sorry!" I jumped off the couch, out of his embrace and scrambled onto the floor to retrieve the spilled popcorn. "Oh jeez, I'm such a klutz!" My heart pounded as I cleaned up the mess. He just smiled at me, understanding me. "Hang on a sec...here, use this ...I spill the stuff all the time, ya know? Don't worry, my sweet Kate..." He handed me the dust bin and the whisk broom and I quickly cleaned it up. My heart continued to bang. I sat back down and tried to collect myself as best I could. I could feel how pink my face was...And when I can feel it, it really shows. He settled his arm around me again just as though nothing had happened. I sighed and snuggled against his shoulder. I felt so safe there, so loved, so needed. He was silent. The Game proceeded. Then the half time came on. He muted the commercials. We sat quietly, just watching without the sound on. I felt his hand tighten its grip on my shoulder. I turned to look up into his face. He sat forward to gaze down into mine. How I wanted him, to kiss and touch him. But was this the time? I didn't know. I hardly dared ask with my eyes. He looked into me, and he saw what I was feeling. He reached for me, and removed my glasses.....then his kisses came down over me like wildfire. He pulled me against his body and caressed my face, and my breasts.....His tongue probed my mouth and I tasted him. Such sweetness I had never felt before.....A shiver ran down my right leg and I realized I was turned on.......And I knew he was as well..... I could hardly think......I wanted him so much...as he did me...but now? It seemed premature somehow. The Game was about to resume. I sighed again. He smiled. "You know I want you, don't you? But let's finish the Game...after all, we have all night for each other.." We settled back into our seats, his arm around my shoulders. My pounding heart gradually slowed back to near normal...I wondered if it would ever be normal again around him. His shoulder was so firm and strong, such a safe place for me. He ran his hand through my hair and mussed it completely. I snuggled against him. Joy filled me to the brim. "Would you please give me back my glasses? I can't see the Game that well without them." I smiled; my turn for smiling now... He handed them to me. "So, how do you like this game? You seem absorbed enough..." "Oh, I like it! You've given me a very good understanding of what's happening in just a few phrases..and you made it understandable as well. I never thought I'd like it this much." I gazed intently at the screen, at the young men struggling to score and the others trying to keep them from it. I felt enthralled, alive with it. So we watched. I had my questions, he had answers. It was turning out to be a very fun afternoon. My attention turned more and more to the strategy and tactics of the Game, and he explained those to me. I could not believe how much interesting stuff was happening on screen... I sat forward, watching ever more intently. I scarcely felt him rub my back.....or ruffle my hair...Suddenly, I saw something... I gestured at the screen in my excitement.....I turned to smile at him in my discovery, only to find him looking at me in an odd way. My smile vanished. "Will, what's the matter? You look upset, my dear... " I felt anxious suddenly. A hollow place opened in my belly..... "Hm..I didn't expect you to like it this much.......Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you like it.....but I'm competing with the Game for your attention." He scowled. "Is that it? Oh Will, you shouldn't worry....You are way more important than this Game." I caressed his cheek, and he turned his face into my hand and kissed my palm. And then he came into my arms completely.....I knew it was time for us.... He reached for the remote, and turned off the Game......and turned on the one we would play......... I pulled at my shirt and unbuttoned the few buttons at the throat....and then I stood and pulled off my pants....He watched me undress with avid eyes......next came my bra.....and then the ultimate piece....my panties..... I sank down next to him on the couch.....he took me in his arms and touched my face gently.....his kisses roused me. His tongue met mine.....And then I felt him lay me back on the couch as he went down on his knees next to me....His hands and mouth covered me.....My pussy opened for him......and he licked me and drank me to ecstatic heights unknown to me before then. Suddenly I was coming, coming, coming......his erection met my soft wetness.....and we joined each other in the heights of orgasm. Our Game of Love.....the first of many such........Touchdown.......
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