Chapter 4

“Are you sure you lovely ladies wouldn’t feel warmer wearing pants instead of a skirt? Not that I mind looking at your gorgeous legs!” Dan smiled, looking at them. “You know we won’t be able to do anything at the hockey game because it’ll be on TV.”

“I guess that ruins our chances of being discovered as porn stars,” Karen joked.

“I’m sure we can hold off finding us some cocks until after the game,” Wendy kidded.

“Dan, I’m sure you won’t mind rubbing my legs if they feel cold, and I do plan on them feeling cold,” Jenny said.

“No rubbing underneath your short skirt.”

“Aww, that won’t be any fun!” She pouted.

“And don’t expect me to leave my cock and balls out of my lounger pants.”

“You will leave them out of your underwear as usual, won’t you?” Tina asked, giving his crotch a gentle squeeze.

“Yes, I will.”

“We can slip our hands inside the opening of your pants to make sure your cock stays warm,” Lisa added.

The Hayward and Kendall families and friends arrived at Scotiabank Place at five in the afternoon for the seven p.m. game time. They wanted to eat and be ready for the Senators’ pre-game warm-up when they hoped to take pictures of Brad, Jake, Peter, and Derek, and their Falcons teammate, Scott Warren.

Dan and Scott knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime moment for their boys and Jake. There were only a few player openings on the team, so the odds of any of them making the roster were slim. It would be, nonetheless, a historic day for them to have four members of the extended family playing on the same team.

Their phone calls to their boys wished them well for their game.

Dan and Scott didn’t have much advance notice for the boys to be playing in the same game, and a well-placed phone call had a surprise for the families.

Scott managed the tickets for everyone at the turnstile. On the main level, there were venues of all kinds. Numerous souvenir shops greeted them, with a long list of kiosks selling the most convenient foods.

The sight of eleven women walking in pairs, or threes, with their coats open drew the stares of countless men. They wondered about the relationship after seeing only two men with them.

As they walked along, they could see the entrances to the lower arena area, mostly dark red from the seating.

“Every floor has its own food court,” Scott mentioned.

The large group walked up the stairs connecting to the upper portion of the first level. They followed Scott and Dan along a hallway to a door numbered 116B.

‘The women in our families deserve to be treated like royalty,” Scott said, opening the door.

The comments from the women suited the layout of the suite. The layout features vinyl plank flooring and dark reddish-brown wooden drawers and cupboards. In the center were an off-white speckled laminate round table and chairs. Beside a bar sink, there was a small cooler with cans of soft drinks.

“We have a washroom, so no having to fight the crowds between periods,” Dan mentioned.

“You mean we can’t show off our cleavage?” Jenny asked dejectedly.

“You did enough of that on the way to our suite.”

“There is a heat pump, so if you do feel chilly, you can warm up,” Scott mentioned.

The Senators’ logo is a flat-screen TV, so we can see and hear the game,” Dan mentioned.

The girls walked past the glass partition to see the open expanse of the interior. “We have our own seating area for twelve.”