Rounding The Bases: An Erotic Baseball Romance

Rounding The Bases: Episode 2

Driving home from the meeting, Jack was trying to process all the information of the evening. Between the practice schedule, game schedule, travel schedule, and expected costs, his head was reeling. Combined with all the people he'd met and his enthusiastic son chatting beside him, he found it hard to concentrate. Above it all was the lingering image of the first moment he laid eyes upon Bethany.

He saw her talking with other parents when they arrived. She seemed to be one of those rare gems who don't seem to realize just how stunning they appear to others. When she'd looked up briefly, and they caught each other's eyes, he instinctively looked away, not wanting to appear as if he were staring. When he looked again, she was back to talking, and he did stare, amazed by the immediate effect she had on him.

The following afternoon, Jack was surprised to see a text message from Bethany. The images of her at the meeting, saying goodbye in the parking lot, and the almost schoolgirl-like twirl as she walked away from him, had been running through his head all day.

"Playdate? Xander and Brian want to practice if OK with you," was the message.

Thrilled to be able to see her again so soon, Jack replied, "Sure. Where and when."

After exchanging details, Jack got cleaned up for his next visit with the bewitching Bethany. As a freelance environmental writer, Jack worked long hours, but he was able to set his own schedule, and was generally able to move things around when something came up. Despite some angst at feeling so strongly about Bethany so quickly, he told himself this was just a practice (heck, he was basically just picking up his son), and gathered himself as he drove to the local ballyard.

The weather had warmed and when he arrived, he was pleasantly greeted by the lovely image of Bethany, wearing black yoga tights, sports bra, and a loose fitting purple tank top. A blonde ponytail stuck out the back of her well-worn Knights baseball cap. She looked stunning in the afternoon sun. She had joined the boys in their two-person practice and was even wearing cleats and a first baseman's mitt. Jack kicked himself, wishing he had thought to bring his own glove.

"Grab a bat," Bethany yelled. "Yer up!"

"You got it, coach," he laughed. She smiled back as he jogged over to home plate to hit some grounders to the boys.

Grabbing a bat and ball, he tossed the ball up and swung down, missing the ball completely.

"My bad," he said as the others laughed.

"No, no," Bethany said. "You're just a really good pitcher! That's strike one!"

"I like that better," Jack replied. "Thanks for the encouragement."

"Always here to help," Bethany said. She bent forward, getting in position to field whatever might come her way. Jack had trouble taking his eyes off of her.

He managed to smack a hard two-hopper to Xander at shortstop, who underhanded it to Brian as he covered second and relayed the throw on to Bethany at first for the double play.

"Nice!" Jack shouted. He turned to Bethany, expecting the ball, and received a warm smile as they locked eyes and she rolled the ball back to him.

They continued on with their four-person practice until it was nearly dark. As they began packing things up, Bethany's tanned skin was slick with sweat and she looked even more desirable to Jack.

"You're pretty good," he said. "You play?"

"Softball in high school and college," she replied.

"Well, you still got it. I can see that," Jack praised.

"Thanks. How 'bout you? You seem pretty good with the bat," Bethany said.

"Well, Little League, Legion ball, high school, and some beer-league softball," he said. "Wish I would've stayed with hardball, though. You see what those guys make?"