Episode 109: POINT SPREAD

“Have you seen Mimi and LeAnne?”

Josie McKellen joined Piper Cherry as Halftime closed it. The timer winding down on the score board on a final play. With the Badgers leading now the stress was showing. Piper advising her girls on a new strategy during halftime alongside band conductor Marcella VanCamp simply paused long enough to tell her bestie, “Not since they helped cheer while the girls here were on their backs itching their hoohaws.”

“What?” Josie had no idea at this point. While all of that was going down, she was inside the school being fisted by Reese Teller and a bunch of Marquette boys. Good times! “Itching?”

“Where were you? The Badgerls sewed itching powder into the new uniform G-strings. They used dental thread that deteriorates when wet for long periods. Mace’s girlfriend from the t-shirt shop admitted to doing it but she’s a blubbering mess now that it went down. She’s definitely hard on herself over it.”

“Awww! I had to run into the school for a sewing kit to sew up Trav’s mascot butt cover.”

“So, you missed Rotten out there humping his leg?”

“On the field?” Josie dropped her jaw; she did know about that part but played coy. Looking over at Sable her daughter just rolled her eyes. “HEY! I WAS BUSY.” Sable also knowing her mother was aware simply poised her hand saying, “Talk to the Palm Reader.” Momma McKellen had to smirk; she had talked to multiple hands inside the cafeteria. So there! RAZZ! The squad laughed with the newest edition. Tawny Martin hugging the girl from her side as support on standing up for herself, yet at the same time casting a thumbs up at Josie behind her back.

“We need to get down to business Pussycat, so you go prowl.” Piper patted Josie on her butt sending her on her way. A sudden glare at Marcella, Piper threw an arm around the tiny conductor standing with her, “Back to you MyHo ... I mean Maestro. We’re...” She directed a drive by index finger at the squad, “ ... going to do a pyramid to get the Badgers really flustered. I noticed the Badgerls haven’t tried that. So, points for us if we pull this off.”

“Pyramid?” Sable swallowed, “Piper I can barely keep up cheering. I’m learning cheer moves on the fly.”

“You said you could do it.” Piper looked with concern, “Don’t let us down now.”

“Lots of yummy flies over there on the Badger Boys.” Octavia growled, playfully smacking her lips. “I’d make moves on any of those hotties, even Billy Bronx.”

“Head in the game.” Piper snapped.

“That’s what he said.” Priscilla giggled, “I’m with you Octavia.”

“Enough ladies! Marci does your band know the song Walk Like an Egyptian?”

“Actually, they do. I love that one.

“Good! Go get your Jazz Bland ready. Just look for my signal.”

“What signal?” Piper that quickly mimicked Steve Martin’s dance move from Saturday Night Live back in the day. The squad cracked up. “Oh! Buried with a donkey, he’s my favorite honky. King Tut!”

“QUEEN SLUT!” Piper belted out to more chuckles. Marci found Piper amazing, even in taking her leave to get the band enthusiastically ready. The second she left the newest, newest edition to the squad Brandon Foster chimed in, “Where am I in the pyramid?”

“Lost to the sands of time.” Deanna Sweeney laughed. “You can be on top.”

“I’m more a bottom.” He grinned with a bashful shoulder shrug.

“Shouldn’t that be Cherry on top?” Robin pointed at their furless leader Piper.

“Awww! I’d be too heavy. We need someone lighter and agile.”

“Rules me out. I’m a klutz remember?” Sable backed off.

“You are the lightest outside of Lily.” Tina commented.

“Yeah, and we don’t want to see Brandon’s winky dangling.” Octavia again. “No offense Brandy.”

“She called me Brandy.” Brandon held his heart with both hands, “Thank you Octo Lovely.”

“Sable’s going to make her debut.” Piper nabbed the twin and pulled her under her wing. “You can do it Baby Bird.” Sable stomped her foot with a panic attack pout, whining at her misfortune. A glance at Corey Samson on the team bench she felt bad for his double fumble earlier, having been benched then replaced, then benched again. Toughening up Sable sighed, “I can do it.” Nobody was convinced. Practice was needed! Tawny and Lily took Sable into the shadows behind the bleachers to give her pointers. Oh, Boy!

Mace Belmont ran into Josie in her search for Mimi and LeAnne. Holding Rotten’s leash as tightly as possible with Odessa Bradley and Dakota chatting about their mistakes. Dakota made certain Odessa knew she wanted Angus Furlong, even if it wasn’t completely the truth. Dakota still had her eyes on Mace too but didn’t want him to be mad at her. She would see how movie night went tomorrow. All Dakota knew was she needed some kind of action to get her brain off of Furlong’s accident, he not wanting her near him she was emotionally butt hurt. At the same time, she just wanted attention. There was always daddy at home if he was back yet.

“Haven’t seen them.” Mace looked at Josie as Rotten sniffed at her legs, the pup smelling cum a mile away. Poising a fist at Rotten menacingly Josie grinned at her savior’s reaction, the pup was inches from snooping up under the t-shirts hem. “Put that sad excuse for a uniform down.” He then looked at Odessa apologetically, he knew she had put long hours into designing them for Horton-Dexter.

Josie guided his fist away with a sparkle in her eyes, “He’s not hurting anything unless he humps my leg. I know I’m sexier than Travis, Snoopy Boo.” She leaned forward to box the dog’s ears. In her lean forward Mace stepped closer planting his crotch a mere two inches from her right profile. Eyes looking up at Odessa and Dakota who were magically preoccupied by the game she bit at his hidden erection. “That no humping rule goes for you too.”

Grinning at her busting him Mace winked and tilted left to see Josie’s bare bottom, butt pucker winking back, “He was just wound up by the battling mascots.”

“I bet he was.” She razzed his erection rather than Mace himself. That tongue was barely touching his zipper before she stood erect in a hurry rather than getting caught. TEASE! “I missed it all going for a sewing kit.” She lifted it for him to see. “Trav’s stitched up for now, but you might be drafted into service later in getting him out of the glued-on parts. They really did a number on him.”

“Knox Hardecker was behind that! I swear I’m going to knock him out before the night’s over.”

“No violence! So, can I count on you to help, dare I say it, strip Travis by plucking his feathers? You and Roman can do it with me.”

“Roman?” Mace froze! He knew he couldn’t let the coach get a good look at him or his plan to follow Josie on the night the two lovers planned to go to a hotel and tie her up, blindfolded would be a bust. No way was Mace not going to get his chance to be sneaky and tap Josie.

With her promise to Piper, he had to sneak around the kept promise, that situation was just too perfect if he could bluff the coach. “I’m stuck with Rotten. Everything he’s done tonight I’m not leaving him out of my sight. I can’t even put him in my truck, or Piper’s SUV. All the excitement going on he’d shred our upholstery if I left him alone.”

“Right! Knox would probably go antagonize Rotten just to make him destructive. Good point! I’ll find someone. I have to help, or Sable is going to bitch.”

“Mom?” Dakota chimed in introducing Odessa who hugged up to Mace still weeping. A smile from Josie she merely wagged a finger and told Odessa to learn from her mistakes.

“I’m going to design a new mascot outfit for the team. No devious intent I just want to make up for what I let the Badgerls talk me into. My sister Ophelia is a Badgerl. No screw ups I swear. I’ll even pay for it.”

“I doubt Aunt Piper will make you pay for the material.” Mace defended that idea. “Let me talk to her.” A nod Odessa clammed up.

“Mom? Angus got hurt and taken out of the game, twice even. He thought he could do it to save the game but now he’s hurting even worse. He won’t even talk to me or Robin.”

“I know honey I was there remember.” An oh yeah moment Dakota felt stupid, mom was there with she and Robin Banks. “I just tried saying hi again and he wouldn’t even look at me. Just give him time, he probably has a bruised ego too. Let me go find Mimi.” A soft hug momma was back to wiggling. Even Odessa was startled by Josie’s butt cheeks popping in and out of view. Cool mom!

Halftime buzzer ringing Josie looked over to see the team members looking weary and disgusted. With the Badgers leading, the Swallows needed help. Not even Toby Mellon was making any difference in replacing Angus Furlong and Corey Samson. They needed a breather and a Roman Crandell pep talk.

Just as well she needed to pee anyway, so Josie simply headed for the restrooms offset from the concession area. Reaching them she discovered a line of ladies at the door. Two in particular being Patrice Hollander and her big sister ... BIG SISTER ... Cornelia Knobbs. Gritting her teeth Josie only cut in line to chat.

“Hey Patrice? I’m looking for Mimi.” A frown from Cornelia at Josie’s jersey and nothing else Patrice patted her sister to calm her attitude. Big Momma loved to speak her mind. Thankfully Patrice was able to prevent any outburst.

“I could be wrong...” Patrice pointed a suspicious index at the restroom door, “ ... but I think the ladies are what’s holding up our line.”

“They’ve been in there fifteen minutes with the door locked. If I weren’t such a lady, I’d cop a squat.” Cornelia grumbled.

“I may have to.” Josie gnashed her teeth. Looking behind her at the men’s room Josie decided to look as if she were going to do just that. Distracted by players and even Coach Goforth of the Badgers Josie blended into the herd marching inside and slipped into the men’s room like one of the guys.

Within, every urinal was occupied. Chism Goforth stood shoulder to shoulder right alongside his quarterback Brody Turnbull, chuckling over how badly even Toby Mellon was. Hugging the wall Josie smiled at the huge cowboy Chism as he zipped up. Caught off guard as Horton-Dexter’s own Finn Rice stepped from a stall ready to give Turnbull hell, Josie shoved the boy away saying, “No fighting!” He grumbled and just walked out, not bothering to wash his hands. Into his stall she went. Shirt to her waist she sat on the toilet and tinkled.

“So, you’re the Badger coach.” She called out from hiding. Chism having washed his hands heard her and paused.

“That would be me. No offense but you look too old to be a Swallower.”

“Swallower mom. I still swallow.” She giggled.

“Oh, yeah?” He sent Brody and his other two players out. “Shirts look silly, but you make it look good.”

“Thanks! My bestie Piper says you like stalling.”

“Stalling? I’m a bull.” He chuckled. “Speaking of, aren’t you a milk cow in a Bulls barn?”

“Couldn’t wait. Bulls are good!” She left the stall door unlocked on purpose. Lifting her right foot, she kicked it open in a loud bang, “You’ve got 8 seconds.” He knew exactly what she meant and locked the bathroom door to prevent interference. Hurrying he rushed the stall to find Josie with her shirt over her neck but still covering her arms. “Grab the reins Cowpoke.”

“Ride hard!” Chism chuckled as his jeans dropped to his knees and a massive cock left the gates. She flared her eyes and lowered to her knees to suck him off. Shocking the cowboy, he tipped his hat and watched her stare up at him as his entire eight-inch Brahma disappeared behind her tightly formed lips. Balls deep he nodded. “Swallower indeed! I was hoping the blonde would do that earlier, but I was on the giving end. Only ate her out.” Josie winked up at him but never wavered until he eventually nutted down her throat. Goforth young man! As his Poppa used to say.

During her 8 second mouth mount she heard moaning coming from the girl’s room on the other side of the wall. She knew that squeaky voice anywhere. Mimi and LeAnne both. Even Chism grinned at the conditions of the acoustics. “Sounds like we have competition.”

“Isn’t that what football games are all about?” She backed her lips away with cum frothing on her tongue. “Win some, lose some?” He lost a lot in that one detonation. Josie’s silly comment was right on the mark though, she was very attractive and appealing. If he had more time, he’d have fucked her. Hearing not only the girls next door but a fist beating outside the men’s room, that clenched that. The pounding an inspiration of more fisting Josie was horny as hell.

“Best you stay hidden, so we don’t get seen together.” He zipped up as she stood to face him. “What’cha doing after the game?”

“You.” She flipped her cum soaked tongue at him.

“Bring the blonde with ya.”

“Bring the Badgerl Coach. I hear you’re tight.”

“Maya? I can do that. Where we hookin’ up?”

“Girl’s locker room in the school? I have access, I teach here.”

“Nice! I hear Horton-Dexter is upping its game like Marquette and the other schools. Blondie and the Swallows looked mighty yummy earlier. Skin is good.” He chuckled, “Find us before you head in. Give the stands time to clear out.”

“I will.” She then swallowed his Chism gism. “See? All gone.”

“Me too.” He winked then shut the door on her.

Hiding there awhile longer as he left, she found a wave of men filing in. Feet up she listened as she heard of all people Knox Hardecker talking to her boyfriend. “Roman? Noooo! That was too close. I bet it was Roman beating on the door.” Luckily Roman simply told Knox to stop bullying his people. Knox laughing at him said he wasn’t. The remainder of their conversation alluded to talking about the squeaks and moans next door. Roman like Josie knew it was Mimi Alexander. If only they could see through the wall.