Coaching, part 2

Coaching, Ch. 2

As Matt walked into the gym to start practice, he felt the knot in his stomach growing larger. He had no idea what to expect after sleeping with his young player, Courtney, after the team’s last practice. He had not received any angry calls in the last two days, so he was pretty sure that she had not told her parents. But, had she told the other girls about it? Would she be awkward around him now? Would she decide that she no loner had to listen to his instruction because of the secret she was now holding over him? Would she try to sleep with him again after practice?

It was that last question that truly had Matt flustered and conflicted. On the one hand, he knew what had happened was very wrong and he knew it should never happen again. On the other hand, he was almost positive that he would not be able to turn down any advances the beautiful girl may make. His attraction to the fit 18 year old was undeniable. And that attraction brought up another question that troubled Matt. Would he be able to control himself to not make an advance of his own towards Courtney? He knew that he should let any initiation of sex come from her end.

The girls began to file in to practice, Courtney at the end of the line of them offering her normal, perky salutation, “Hey, Coach! How are you doing today?” Maybe things would be normal? And as practice moved along, they remained that way. The girls were all focused as they geared up for their tournament that weekend. They worked hard; none harder than Courtney. As practice came to an end, the girls all began to get ready to head home for the night, Courtney included. Matt had to admit to himself that he was a little disappointed as he saw her head to her car and drive off without incident, but he also had to admit that it was for the best. Yes, technically she was 18 and legal. But he was still her coach and her parents trusted him to look after her, just as all the girl’s parents did. “This is right,” Matt said to himself. “We had one night together. It was amazing, but we need to move along and never speak of it again. And most definitely never let it happen again.”

And that was the sensible thing to do. But sensible or not, Matt could not deny the intense lust he had for the girl. And that night, alone in his apartment, he masturbated to the thought of her body riding him long and hard, until he shot his load, cleaned himself up, and went to bed …

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The tournament was going great. The girls had carried over the intensity from practice the day before and now found themselves in the championship game, leading by 5 and needing just one more point to win. Matt had been conflicted all day. He was as intense as ever making sure to do everything he could to help his team win, but he also found himself stealing glances at them all in their tight spandex shorts and form fitting tops. He had always been amazed at the combination of talent and attractiveness each of his girls possessed. As the girls scored the final point to win the match and the tournament, coming together as a group to embrace and celebrate the victory, Matt stood on the sideline happy for the win, but wishing he was able to be in the middle of the group hug.

As the girls packed up and started to head to their cars, Matt headed to the bathroom to relieve himself before the drive home. As he was finishing up at the stall, he heard a lock on the door behind him click. He turned around and standing in front of him was Courtney, wearing just the spandex shorts and her sports bra.

“Did you enjoy the games today, Coach?” asked Courtney, obviously leading somewhere else.

Matt cleared the lump in his throat. “Um…yeah … you girls were amazing today. It’s nice to finally win the whole tournament, huh?”

“Yes, yes it is.