Richard’s Tales: Scoring the Coach

After Richard’s experience with the young girl he didn’t go into his area for a while. It had been two weeks since his experience. He has seen her in the hallway during the day, and she would wink at him when he passed her.

He was starting to get the itch to fuck a girl again, but he didn’t want it to be the same one again, he wanted a girl with a tighter pussy this time.

As the school day ended he went to the gym to watch the girls practice basketball. As he was watching his dick began to rise as he watched their young firm tits jiggle as they ran. When he saw the first girl he had fucked running, he cringed in disgust.

He paid particular attention to the coach though. He had never realized how attractive she was before, she was the English teacher at the school, but always wore conservative clothing that didn’t show much.

Mrs. Hillary Hoins, is her name. He guessed she was about 28 or 29. Her husband was a businessman that traveled a lot, but everyone in town knew him. She stood about 5’4″ or 5’5″ he guessed, with a very slim build. She was wearing a tank top that hung loosely on her, so he couldn’t see how big her chest was, but when she turned he could see her white sports bra hugging her small tits. She wore loose shorts that didn’t give him a good idea of how big her ass was. He guessed she might weigh 105 lbs if that. Her long blonde hair hung down to her ass.

He knew he had found his mark, but he knew it was going to be a challenge and he wanted to watch her face as he fucked her. He felt he was ready for the challenge, but he needed a good plan to get her.

He continued to watch the practice, trying to develop his plan. He didn’t want to force her or rape her, cause he knew she would get him fired and thrown in jail for sure.

As the practice ended he got up and walked to the coaches office area. It was located between the boys and girls locker rooms. He entered the office area with a broom and started sweeping up.

As Hillary entered the area she glanced at him, “hi Richard how are you?” He stood up and looked at her, “oh hi Hillary, I’m fine thank you. How about yourself?” He smiled as he saw her skin moist with perspiration. She returned the smile, “I’m good, I’ve never seen you in here at this time before.”

He leaned against the handle, “yeah I’m just trying to get a head start on cleaning tonight.” She nodded as she opened the door and walked into the women’s office.

A short time later Richard entered the office, sweeping the floor as he walked. “So how’s your husband doing?” He asked as he kept sweeping. “Oh as busy as ever, seems like he’s gone more than he’s home,” she lightly chuckled half-heartedly, seeming a little uncomfortable. “Wow that must be tough on you,” he said, trying to sound sincere.

She looked at him, “most of the time it’s not, but there are times I get lonely.” He tried to think of a quick answer, “yeah when I lost my wife a few years ago, I had those same feelings.” Lying through his teeth, since he’d never been married.

“Wow I’m sorry how did you lose her?” She asked, looking at her with a sincere look. “She was killed in a car accident,” he said, continuing the lie. ‘This is working better than he thought it would,’ he thought to himself. “I’m sorry to hear that,” she said smiling at him.

He finished sweeping up the office and left the room leaving her alone. He stood just outside the closed door thinking about his next move. He tried to listen through the door to see if could hear what she was doing.

Hillary got out of her office chair and pulled off her tank top. She then pulled off her sports bra, her small b-cup tits staying firm. She looked at herself in the body length mirror on the door that led to the girls locker room. Her tiny nipples were erect from the cool office air. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she lightly rubbed her firm stomach. She then moved her hands up to cup each of breasts, “I wish these were just a little bigger,” she said to herself. She took her nipples in her thumb and forefinger on both hands and lightly rolled them, causing her body to shiver in excitement.

Richard knew he had to make a move soon or he would miss out today. He couldn’t hear anything from behind the door, so without knocking, he turned the handle and opened the door. When the door opened he heard Hillary almost scream in surprise. He looked in and saw her standing by the door, her shirt and bra was off, and her hands were covering her bare chest.

“What the yell Richard, don’t you know how to knock?” She scowled at him. He started to back away, “oh I… I’m sorry, but I forgot to get your trash.” He couldn’t think of anything better to say for his intrusion.

“Well you could’ve knocked before just barging in here,” she said, still clearly upset with him. “Wow I can see why Bradley married you,” Richard said, still standing in the doorway.