Karen the Soccer Mom Part 2

When I pulled into the parking lot, Karen’s SUV was already there. I pulled in next to her and saw her smile at me as she waved me over to join her. The parking lot and soccer fields were empty as I climbed into the passenger seat next to her and she took off her sunglasses. Her dazzling deep brown eyes drank me in from head to toe as she took a deep breath.

“I was hoping you’d show,” Karen told me as she shifted in her seat to face me.

I raked my eyes down her near perfect body noting her spaghetti strap top that was stretched tight across her firm…