Team Manager 1: SWISH!
Chapter 39
AFTER LANA LEFT, the party started to wind down as the energy drained from their adrenaline high. They got ready for bed and Lily came downstairs for a cursory bed check to see the sleeping arrangements. When she left, all the girls stood up to show Dennis their sleepwear. Natalie, Amy, and Brenda were still wearing his father’s T-shirts. But he was surprised to find all the other girls had gone out to buy extra large T-shirts at Target.
While Brenda’s T-shirt fell to mid-thigh on her and Amy’s was constantly sliding off one shoulder on her thin frame, Rosie’s T-shirt provided the best of both worlds. The shirt neck fell down her right shoulder enough that Dennis could see the start of the soft swelling of her breasts. But the length was scarcely enough to cover her pussy if she was standing still. Any movement or sitting, exposed her completely. The more she tugged it down, the more of her breast that was exposed.
Daniella and Roberta were having a similar problem but even more so. Their shirts didn’t slide down far off the shoulder because their breasts were considerably larger than most of the girls. That meant the shirt had no hope of covering their pudenda. Dennis’s mouth was watering a bit but it was Judith who gave him a playful tug to get him down on the blankets with her. When she lay down, her shirt even rode up to her waist.
“Dennis, lover,” she whispered to him. “Four of us sacrificed playtime this afternoon to go to the gym with Lana. We want what the others got.”
“Judy, do you mean you want me to tape your ankles again?” Dennis teased.
“No, silly. Okay, you want explicit instructions. I get it. Dennis, would you please get your face between my legs and take a long look and a longer lick?”
“Oh, well, since you asked so nicely, how could I refuse?” he answered. He didn’t go straight to the point, though. He and Judith kissed while he ran his hand under her shirt to play with her breasts and she stroked his cock. She pulled her shirt up under her armpits.
“We can’t take our shirts off because Mrs. Armor might come down the stairs and we’d all need to be dressed. As much as these shirts cover us. Drag the blanket up with you,” she instructed. “Until then, maybe you could play with these a little more.”
Dennis set to the job of kissing and nibbling at Judith’s nipples as he found her pussy and lightly stroked through its lubrication. Then he began kissing his way down her torso and over her smoothly shaved mound. He thought he smelled a familiar scent but couldn’t place it until he licked through her slit.
“Peach?” he asked.
“Yeah. Just lick it all up, okay?”
He continued licking and Judith rose to a nice little orgasm as he licked the flavored lube off her clit. Then she pushed him away and rolled over to make room for Daniella, who made a show of licking all traces of Judith off his face as they kissed. In short order, though, she’d pushed him between her thighs. Knowing her hotspots, he slid two fingers into her as he licked and drummed them against her G-spot. Daniella was getting worked up and Natalie quickly covered her sister’s mouth with her own to silence the loud moan as Daniella came. The twin rolled away from him and Roberta quickly slid into her place. She immediately grabbed Dennis’s hand and sucked his fingers into her mouth.
“Mmm. Love me some pussy juice,” she said as she kissed Dennis. He fondled her and worked his way down her tummy and over her mound. As he inserted his fingers and began to lick her, he saw Natalie straddle her sister’s head and plant her pussy on Roberta’s mouth. That was one way to keep her quiet, he supposed. Apparently, Roberta had been working on her pussy for quite some time as his fingers moved smoothly in and out and he licked up a flood of juices. Roberta lifted her hips into his mouth and stiffened as she came. She slapped Natalie’s butt to get her off her face and rolled away.
Rosie slipped into Dennis’s bedroll and shyly kissed him.
“Um… Rosie, we’ve never done this before. Are you sure you want what the others got?”
“I’ve been really shy about having you lick me, I guess,” she said. “But I get so turned on when you are doing someone else that I just want to feel that, too. Is it okay?” In the three times Rosie had slept over with one of the other girls, they’d progressed from kissing and some nipple play to having him touch her to make her come. But they’d never orally satisfied one another. Dennis took his time, kissing his tallest girlfriend and moving down her throat to her collar. At that point, Rosie lifted her shirt above her breasts to give him more access to them and he feasted on her nipples. Amy had definitely been growing this year, but Rosie was still just a little bigger than her classmate. Her breasts were barely a mouthful.
Dennis did a lot more playing with Rosie’s breasts while using his fingers to spread her gathering moisture as she became more and more turned on. Finally, he dipped his mouth to taste her and she moaned. Amy rushed to kiss her as her orgasm built. As Dennis ran his tongue through her slit and across her vagina, he felt that it was closed, like Amy’s. Rosie apparently still had her hymen intact. He was careful not to press against it, but as he focused his mouth on her clit, he let his fingers find their way south to play with her anus. That was it for Rosie. She thrashed and moaned into Amy’s mouth as her body was wracked with the tremors of orgasm. She used one hand to hold Amy to her and the other to keep Dennis’s head in place. He sucked on her clit and flicked it with his tongue again and Rosie got her second orally induced orgasm.
Dennis finally fell back away from the warm and welcoming pussy and gasped for air. It was only a moment later that Natalie crawled over him.
“They all got theirs. Thank you, lover. But no one took care of you. That’s mine.” She continued to crawl over him until she could push his waistband down to free his cock and settled her pussy on his mouth as she began loving his cock with her mouth.
With four girls having received oral pleasure from him and Natalie’s pussy welcoming his tongue, Dennis was pretty near to exploding. Natalie continued to bob on his cock as he licked her savory juices and exploded into her mouth. Natalie pushed him as far into her mouth as she could and kept swallowing as his semen pumped right into her throat. It was still almost more than she could swallow. She rolled off his face and sucked the last of his juice out of him before turning herself around and lying next to him with her leg thrown across his leg. Someone threw a blanket over them while they kissed and came down from their orgasms. They fell asleep in each other’s arms.
A group text message buzzed on all their phones at eight Sunday morning. They were moving around and the girls had all pulled panties on when Lily called down to wake them up. All ten of the teens in the basement looked at their cellphones.
*7pm Mon vs Falcons away* was the message from Coach Graves. They cheered and went to the kitchen for breakfast.
“I need to get home,” Dennis said.
“What’s the rush?” Brenda asked.
“I need to make sure everybody’s underwear is dry and iron your uniforms. We’re the visitor team tomorrow, so it’s the same uniforms as yesterday.”
“I’ll come and help,” she said.
“Me, too,” Amy called.
“I don’t know how you can both help when I only have one iron and ironing board,” he laughed.
“Well, you still need company and I bet Peg wants to play games, too,” Amy said. “I just… I’m not ready to leave you. I wanted more last night.”
“Um… I don’t know that there will be an opportunity for more at home. You know the rules.”
“Yeah. But we’ll still be with you,” Brenda added. They got their things together and headed to Dennis’s house.
“I’m going in to visit Dad,” Dot said when they’d gotten home. “Thank you for coming home so early.”
“I knew you’d want to get moving, Mom. Don’t worry about anything. I need to finish laundry and I bet we’ll be playing some games with Peg.” The subject of his comment had her arms wrapped around her brother hugging him fiercely.
“Peg, Den is home now so you don’t need to worry about anything, okay?” Dot asked. She nodded without lessening the hug with her brother. Dot left by way of the kitchen and opened the garage door. In a few moments, she was gone. Dennis realized he hadn’t even seen their car since it was returned. His girlfriends had been picking him up and taking him home.
Dennis got the uniforms and underwear in the dryer and put another load in the washer from the neatly sorted piles his mother had left for him. He knew enough to check labels and make sure the temperature settings and detergent were right before turning it on.
The girls already had one of Peg’s favorite board games set up and he joined them. When the timer on the dryer rang, he retrieved the uniforms, made another switch, and started another load of laundry. He took his basket of uniforms and underwear to the kitchen where he could watch the girls continuing to play as he started the ironing. In all, it was a peaceful morning and Dennis just imagined himself with his wives and his daughter having a wonderful family morning. He shook his head as he spread the next shirt on the ironing board and began the gentle pressing cycle. ‘Wife’ he reminded himself. No matter how much he loved the girls, he could only ever marry one. He became rather somber as he continued to watch the game and think about each of the girls.
“What are you doing?” Brenda asked, standing to look at the ironing board.
“Ironing,” Dennis responded.
“Our underwear?”
“Oh. Don’t you usually iron your underthings? They always look so neat and wrinkle free when you put them on,” he said, holding up the neatly pressed pair of uniform panties.
“That’s because they’re all stretchy. They smooth out when we stretch them across our butts,” Brenda laughed.
“Oh. Well, they can start out all wrinkle-free this time. It’s the State Tournament after all.” They all laughed—Peg loudest of all, though she had no idea what the joke was—and Brenda returned to the game, just as the doorbell rang. Dennis carefully shut the iron off and set it over on the sink so Peg wouldn’t accidentally touch it or knock it over. Brenda rose to go with him to the door and motioned Amy to stay with Peg. Dennis looked through the peephole and caught his breath.
“What is it?” Brenda whispered.
“Police,” Dennis answered. He cautiously opened the door a crack as Brenda stayed concealed behind the door. “May I help you?” he asked politely.
“Dennis Enders, right?” one officer said. “You might not remember me and if you do, it wouldn’t be pleasant. I’m Trooper Tom Moran of the State Police. This is another trooper, Ray Lenin. I’m afraid I was the one who brought news of your father’s hospitalization.”
“I remember,” Dennis sighed. “Is it my… mother?” he choked out, ready to burst into tears. If something had happened to his mother, what would they do? She was all they had now.
“Oh, no! No. I’m sorry to have frightened you. This is nothing like that. I think… I hope I have better news.”
“Um… should I let you in? I don’t think I’m supposed to.”
“This isn’t a hostile visit,” Moran answered. “But you don’t need to let us in. We can tell you here.” Dennis nodded and he continued. “That night… last month… well, there was a lot of confusion. Lots of things got searched. We tore apart the still out in the woods and eventually bulldozed and burned it. We impounded two cars and had forensics people crawling all over. But… um… when everything died down and was registered, we discovered one satchel that hadn’t been tagged. One of the guys on the team said he thought he saw it in your father’s car. Your father was cleared of suspicion by the time we got around to talking about it and… well… there’s nothing illegal about having a satchel of money in your car. We were specifically not investigating your father further. I know the car was returned, but we figured the satchel should be returned, too. Here. His other effects are also in the bag. You can just give this to your mother. I’m sure she could use the money with as difficult as things have been on your family. Good luck.” He handed the satchel through the door and Dennis automatically took the hold of the handles. The Troopers turned and waved at him as they walked back to their cars and drove away. Dennis closed the door and stood, staring at the satchel in his hands. It was leather, a little bigger than a gym bag, and heavy.
“What is it?” Brenda asked. Dennis cautiously unzipped the bag and peeked inside.
“Dad’s gun,” he whispered. “And his wallet and keys. And… money.” He quickly zipped the bag closed.
“Amy, Dennis and I are going to check the laundry. We’ll be right back,” Brenda called.
“Take your time. We just started another game,” Amy responded.
“I won!” Peg shouted. Brenda grabbed Dennis’s hand and led him to his bedroom.
“Now tell me,” she hissed.
“Bren, I’ve never seen so much money. There’s no way Dad could have had this in the car.”
“Let me see.” Dennis unzipped the bag and held it open so both he and Brenda could look inside. Beneath the gun and personal items, the bag was filled with money. It wasn’t like on television. There were no neatly banded bundles of any given denomination. The money was just stacked into the satchel as if it were put there in whatever order it arrived. Some of the bills on top looked like they’d been crumpled up until laid flat in the bag and pressed down by the weight of the other items. Dennis zipped the bag up and stared at Brenda.
“I’ve never seen so much money,” she said. “Except… I know what happened. I’ve seen money like that just stuffed in big jugs in the drug store or grocery. I’ll bet the officers took up a collection and maybe raised funds to help your family. That’s why the Trooper looked so nervous. He didn’t want you to think you were accepting charity.”
“What am I going to do with this?” he pled.
“Just exactly what he said. You’ll wait until Peg has gone to bed tonight and bring it to your mother. Tell her it was a gift and you can’t tell her who brought it. He was right, you know. Your dad isn’t able to work and your mom has been spending gas and work time to be with him. You need the money. And as they say, don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.”
“Wasn’t that saying popular in Troy?” Brenda kissed him passionately enough for him to forget about the satchel. She took it from him and shoved it under his bed. She kissed him again and they went to change the laundry. Towels and bedding came out of the dryer as colors went in and the last load of delicates was placed in the washer. Brenda carried the laundry basket to the kitchen. Dennis quietly turned the iron back on and returned to ironing the girls’ underwear as Brenda folded clothes at the end of the table. Amy and Peg continued to play their game in silence.
“I get to fold the next load of laundry,” Amy said. “I keep losing this game.” They laughed as Dennis paired up the underwear with the uniforms and hung them on their hangers.
Amy did get to retrieve the next load of laundry after she’d followed Dennis to his room with the hangers of uniforms. While she was there, she had a lengthy tongue battle with Dennis before dropping to her knees and sucking his cock to fulfillment. He wanted to return the favor but she pushed him out to the laundry room.
“That was a sixty-eight,” Amy whispered to him.
“Huh?”
“I did you and you owe me one,” she giggled.
The first thing Dot wanted to do was call the police to investigate why they’d received money. Dennis finally managed to get her calmed down, but then she wanted to write a thank you note to Trooper Moran. Dennis managed to talk her out of that.
The third thing, though, was that she wanted to count the money. Dennis agreed and they began separating the cash into piles by denomination. By far the most common bills were twenties. There was a good number of fifties and hundreds with a lesser number of fives and hardly any ones. Dot got out the bag of rubber bands and a notepad she kept in the kitchen. Dennis counted the twenties into stacks of five and his mother picked up ten stacks at a time and labeled them $1000. That took a long time. When they were finally finished, they tallied up $41,000 in twenties, $850 in fifties, $3,200 in hundreds. They stacked up the smaller bills to discover $240 in fives and forty-five ones.
“$45,335,” Dennis breathed. His mother simply sat in her chair crying. “Mom, it’s okay,” he comforted her. “They knew we had bills. I knew and you keep them hidden from me. They just wanted to help us.”
Monday, the team gathered in the locker room and Dennis and Lana did the taping without more display of things than an occasional flash of pussy and a few bare breasts as the girls put their neatly pressed underwear on. They all filed by Dennis and kissed him to thank him for the nice job on their uniforms. Then they boarded the bus and headed to Des Moines.
Dot used the day to visit the power company and telephone company to pay their overdue utility bills. She ordered their oil tank filled and paid cash to the driver. Then she went to visit Will to tell him of their good fortune.
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