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“You’re not a kid anymore.” I had the urge to add you’re a beautiful, sensual, and sexy woman, but I figured I’d better not. I didn’t need to be slapped with a sexual harassment charge.
“You’re right. I’m not.” She studied me, drinking me in. My cock throbbed, urging me to take advantage of her closeness. I curled my hands into fists and held them by my side.
“Why don’t you take the form to the clinic and check on Emily?”
“Sure thing, Coach.”
Her curvy hips swung from side to side as she walked out of my office. I was in trouble. Deep, deep trouble.Chapter Three - BrendaI hit the snooze button and burrowed beneath the covers. I’d barely gotten any sleep last night. For hours, I’d tossed and turned. Coach Tanner Gordon was front and center in my mind.
My thoughts kept wandering back to his office yesterday afternoon. I hadn’t imagined it when I heard him call my name when he was in the bathroom. The sound of my name sounded more like a groan than anything else. Had he been in there thinking about me and jerking off?
My hard nipples brushed against my cotton t-shirt, and my clit throbbed against the lace of my soaked panties.
I clenched my thighs together and thumped my fists against the mattress. How often had I masturbated to thoughts of him over the years? Too many. Touching myself to images of him touching me never lost its naughty thrill. I glanced at the clock. I had time.
My fingers crept beneath my t-shirt and brushed over my nipples. Giving myself to him would be so easy, but what if he didn’t feel the same way about me as I did about him? I circled my fingertips around and around my nipples, tweaking, pinching, flicking.
Playing with my breasts and nipples always left me horny and wet. My clit pulsed, begging for my touch, but I wanted to continue the sweet torture a little while longer. My favorite fantasy of being with Tanner involved him taking me from behind over his desk.
Arousal seeped from me, and I traced my fingertips down the center of my stomach to beneath my panties.
The second I touched my clit, electrical currents flashed through every cell in my body. I considered reaching into my bedside cabinet and grabbing the dildo I kept there—it was a gag gift from my secret Santa last Christmas—but I wouldn’t. I didn’t want to lose my virginity to a silicone dick. I wanted to lose my virginity to Tanner. I ached for his cock to open me up for the first time.
I scissored my fingers up and down and around and around. Getting on my knees, I imagined Tanner tongue fucking me from below.
My nipples strained, seeking stimulation. I bent over and swiped the palm of my free hand across my dangling breasts, teasing my nipples. Between my legs, my slippery fingers worked hard and fast, just the way I imagined Tanner’s tongue would.
He would lick and suck until I exploded all over his face. My stomach muscles clenched along with my channel. A few more seconds and I would be there.
After I came on his face, he would flip me over and finger fuck me from behind until I came again, then he would slide his big cock into my wet pussy and fuck me until we both went insane.
Dizziness engulfed me, and my orgasm took control. I convulsed and held onto my breast as wave after wave washed over me, dragging me under until I felt like I was drowning. When the waves turned into ripples, I flopped onto the mattress, breathless and sweating.****
I strode down the still empty corridor to the coaching office—the delicious smell of coffee leading the way.
Tanner sat at his desk, lost in paperwork. When he heard me come in, he lifted his head. The warm and welcoming smile he gave sent my heart pitter-patting. As usual, he wore a pair of khakis and a navy t-shirt.
“You look refreshed,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “I would go as far as saying you glowed.”
I busied myself by pouring some much-needed caffeine. My morning orgasm was obviously written all over my face. “I slept well last night.” I sipped on my coffee and looked everywhere but at him. “What’s on the agenda today?”
“The meet of champions is coming up next weekend, and I’d like your help getting the girls ready. Seven of our athletes have qualified. Liz being one of them, but I’m sure you know that.”
“She’s beyond excited,” I said, hugging my coffee to my chest. “I would love nothing more than to help the team. Winning the meet of champions is still one of my greatest achievements. There’s nothing like feeling as if you can’t go on but then realizing you can and pushing your body past its limits. I can still feel the burn in my lungs and legs. I remember everything about that day.” Including how you almost kissed me.
