Update 07
"That's a good girl... Such a good little cumslut... I love it when you swallow my load." Duane praised me as I swallowed his cum obediently. I smiled at his praise, licking every inch of his cock clean with my tongue.
After I licked his cock clean, I leaned back, breathing heavily. The taste of Duane's cum still lingered on my lips, and I smiled contentedly as I looked up at him and asked, "Did that... Did that help with the stress...Captain?"
"Oh, it did Coach..." Duane chuckled as he pulled up his pants and adjusted his clothes. He gazed down at me, my face and tits covered in cum as I knelt before him, "But I think we need to do this every day for my stress to truly go away..." Duane added cheekily, "We do have a nice little private office now, thanks to your husband, don't we Coach..."
"Don't push your luck..." I whispered, trying to scold him playfully, but I couldn't help but giggle, he was the most arrogant, cocky and dominating bully I had ever met but his charms made it impossible for me to resist.
I scooped up some cum from my face with my fingers and popped it into my mouth, savoring Duane's delicious cum before looking up at him. "Now stop teasing me and get out of here... Before someone sees us..." I told him playfully as I wiped away the remaining cum from my face, "I'll see you at practice tomorrow..."
Duane smirked at me as he stood up and walked to the office door, before turning back to look at me kneeling on the carpet, blouse hanging off my shoulders, my tits exposed as I licked Duane's cum from my fingers. He gave me a wink and blew me a kiss before stepping out of my office, "See you tomorrow, Avy!" he told me, closing the door behind him.
'Oh Avy... What have you gotten yourself into?' I thought to myself as I gathered up my clothes and straightened up, getting ready for the rest of my day.
***
It was already late in the evening as I drove home from school, my mind still buzzing with the events of the day. I couldn't believe that I had given in to Duane again, sucking him off in my new office and swallowing his hot load!
I opened the door to our house and walked in, finding Miguel in the kitchen preparing dinner. Manny and Kayla didn't seem to be home, probably out with their friends.
"Hey honey... How was practice?" Miguel greeted me cheerily as he put the lasagna in the oven and turned to talk to me, "I hope you enjoyed having your own private office to yourself!"
I blushed bright red as I walked up to my husband, my face red with guilt as I remembered giving Duane a blowjob in that very office just a few hours ago. "Yeah... It was great, baby. Where are the kids?" I asked, changing the subject quickly.
"They went out with their friends. So, they won't be coming home till late." Miguel told me, smiling at me as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, "So I thought I'd surprise you with a nice romantic dinner tonight... Just the two of us..."
I looked up at his face, a mixture of guilt and love in my eyes as I gazed at my husband's face. Miguel noticed my strange expression and frowned at me curiously, "Avy? Something wrong?" he asked me.
But instead of answering him, I leaned up and kissed him passionately on the lips. Miguel froze with surprise as I kissed him, but then returned my kiss, our lips molding together as we made out in our kitchen. I moaned into his lips as my hands ran all over his body, my guilt-ridden mind overwhelmed with love for my husband. I needed to make up for cheating on him today and maybe I could get over my lust for black cock if I just fucked Miguel.
"Avy... What gotten into you?" Miguel asked as he broke the kiss and saw my lust-crazed expression, but I just kissed him again, silencing him with my lips as I undid his belt and then dropped to my knees before him.
"AHH... What are you..." Miguel gasped as I pulled his pants down along with his underwear, his semi-erect cock springing out before my face. I had never realized how small Miguel was compared to all my players, a tinge of disappointment rising within me as I held Miguel's average sized white cock in my hand.
My mind flashed back to just a few hours ago when I was in the same position, on my knees with Duane's long, black cock before my face. I bit my lip, feeling my pussy getting wet as I recalled his magnificent cock, how big he was, how he dominated me... and how I had slobbered all over his thick black cock.
"Oh, fuck honey... are we really doing this here in the kitchen?" Miguel asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blinked, shaking my head and looking up at my husband who was staring down at me anxiously.
'C'mon Avy! Stop thinking about that bully!' I told myself as I pushed all thoughts about Duane from my mind, leaning forward and planting soft kisses on Miguel's cock. I forced myself to smile, looking up at my husband, "This is a thank you for being so supportive..." I told him as I parted my lips and wrapped them around his cock.
He groaned as I began bobbing my head back and forth, sucking his cock skillfully as I pleasured him. My tongue swirled around his shaft as I slobbered all over Miguel's cock and he groaned in pleasure, just calling out my name, "Avy... Ahhhh... This feels... Mmmmm..."
My mind flashing back to Duane every time I heard my husband's moans. I remembered how dominant and cocky Duane was when he fucked my mouth, how he made me choke on his big, fat black cock, how he called me all sorts of demeaning names and made me blush and get soaking wet with lust...
'Stop thinking about Duane!' I admonished myself as Miguel moaned with pleasure, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked my husband's cock. But I couldn't help it, I missed Duane's cock already, I wished I had his cock in my mouth right now, stretching my lips, making me gag as I struggled to fit his cock within my mouth.
"Oh honey... I can't hold it anymore..." Miguel exclaimed suddenly, interrupting my thoughts as he shot his load into my mouth. I blinked with surprise as I tasted Miguel's salty load.
'So soon?' I thought to myself, surprised that Miguel had come already, it had only been a minute or two. I swallowed his load dutifully, sucking and slurping until he was done and then pulled my lips off his cock with a wet pop.
"Wow Avy... That was... Incredible!" Miguel gasped as I got up from my knees, my hands undoing the buttons of my blouse as I stepped back.
"Oh, I'm not done thanking you for the new office Miguel..." I purred seductively as I stripped before him, tossing my blouse aside and then reaching behind to unzip my skirt.
Miguel stared at me in amazement as I stripped, his eyes widening as I let my skirt fall to the ground, revealing my curvaceous body, clad only in my lacy black lingerie.
I sauntered up to him slowly, swaying my hips sensually as I approached him, Miguel's jaw dropping open as I pressed my tits onto his chest, my hand reaching down to stroke his softening cock back to full charge and whispered into his ears, "Let's take this upstairs and REALLY celebrate my new office Miguel... I want you to fuck me... Make me yours again."
***
I moaned loudly as Miguel ate me out, his tongue sliding over my wet pussy as he pleasured me, lying on our bed with his face buried between my thighs.
"Oh God... Mmmmm... Miguel!" I gasped, arching my back as my husband's tongue swirled around my clit, making my body tremble with pleasure as I lay on the bed naked.
Miguel groaned, his hands grabbing onto my curvy waist as he licked my pussy eagerly, his tongue sliding over my wet folds as he lapped up my juices hungrily. I writhed on the bed, my body shuddering with pleasure as my husband made me moan out loud.
'This is what I wanted! This is what I needed... Miguel! Oh fuck...' I thought to myself as I placed my hands on Miguel's head, pushing him deeper into my pussy as I rocked my hips back and forth.
However, as Miguel's tongue brushed against my clit, I imagined Duane eating me out instead. I imagined his muscular body, his lips kissing my inner thighs as he licked my pussy expertly. He had not done this to me yet, but somehow, I knew he would be better than Miguel. Duane would dominate me, tease me and make me beg for mercy as he made me cum with his tongue alone!
Suddenly Miguel's tongue hit my clit exactly right making me yelp in surprise!
"OH GOD! Right there... YES! Lick my pussy there..." I moaned loudly, my eyes snapping open as my body shuddered with pleasure as my husband's tongue flicked against my clit repeatedly pushing me over the edge!
Miguel looked up at me, his eyes flickering up my juicy tits to meet mine as he focused his tongue on my clit, making me gasp and thrash about as waves of ecstasy rippled through my body.
"OHHHHH! Miguel... Yes... I'm gonna... I'm gonna CUUUUM!" I screamed out loud as I climaxed, my body convulsing as I came hard, "Oh fuuuuuck... Ooooohhhh yeeesss..."
'Oh god... Why did I need to think about Duane again!' I cursed myself as Miguel crawled up my body, kissing my tits before moving up to meet my lips.
I kissed my husband passionately, my tongue wrestling with his as we made out hungrily, his body pressing against mine as he got on top of me. I could feel Miguel's erection pressing against my thigh, reminding me that I needed to fuck him, I needed him to make me forget about my sinful lust for a black cock!
"Fuck me Miguel... Please make me yours again..." I begged him as our lips broke apart, gazing up at my husband as he positioned himself between my legs.
"Ohh fuck... I love you so much honey..." Miguel exclaimed lovingly, his cock sliding over my sopping wet folds as he prepared to enter me.
'Yes! I love Miguel! I love my husband!' I thought to myself as I stared into my husband's face as he penetrated me, his cock sinking into my tight pussy. I groaned as Miguel stretched my wet cunt, my body trembling as I felt his cock slide into my tight pussy.
"You're so fucking beautiful Avy... I can't believe how lucky I am to be with a goddess like you... Fuck! I'm the luckiest man in the world." Miguel whispered into my ear, kissing my neck as he began rocking his hips, pumping his cock in and out of my cunt slowly and sensually.
I closed my eyes and moaned in pleasure, wrapping my arms around him as Miguel made love to me gently. This was how we always made love, gentle and slow. My hands caressed his shoulders as I held him close and rolled my hips, matching his movements and grinding my pussy against his cock.
"I love you Miguel... I love you so much..." I whimpered into his ears as I made love to him, determined to enjoy this and make it special.
But something was wrong, his cock didn't fill me up completely, he didn't stretch me out as much as I needed to be stretched, "Deeper honey... Fuck me deeper..." I whispered.
I needed more, my body was aching for pleasure and this gentle fucking wasn't enough. My pussy craved to be stuffed with thick, fat cock, I wanted to be fucked harder, faster and rougher... like my boys had fucked me in the showers... I needed to be fucked like a SLUT!
"FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT MIGUEL!"
This seemed to turn on my husband and he groaned as he picked up his pace and slammed into me harder, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy rapidly now and I moaned in pleasure, "Ahh yes... Like that... Faster... Faster... FUCCKKK!" I screamed.
Miguel grunted, thrusting into me faster and I arched my body, pushing my tits onto his face as I clung to him desperately, my nails digging into his skin as I held his face against my tits.
"Suck on my tits Miguel..." I pleaded with him and he obeyed, his lips closing over a hard nipple, making me scream out loud, "Ooohhh... Yes... YEEEESSSSS!"
Miguel sucked on my tit as he pounded me harder, his cock slamming into me roughly as I writhed beneath him. It was taking longer but he was getting me there, "Oh fuck Miguel... Yes...Keep fucking me like that..." I cried out.
"Oh, fuck Avy... I can't hold it anymore..." he gasped suddenly as he stopped sucking my nipple and buried his face in my tits, thrusting his cock into me one last time before erupting within me.
Miguel came inside me with a groan, and I sighed with disappointment, yet again.
Miguel collapsed on top of me, breathing hard as he came down from his climax. He turned his head and planted a kiss on my cheek, before whispering lovingly in my ear, "Wow... You were incredible honey!"
"Thanks honey..." I mumbled as I kissed his shoulder and stroked his hair, "You were amazing too..." I added, forcing myself to sound convincing.
As we both got up and dressed again, I tried to shake my thoughts about what had just happened. I loved Miguel, I loved him deeply and truly but... I just couldn't stop comparing him to Duane!
"Avy... what did you mean when you talked about becoming mine again?" Miguel looked at me with a smile, "I mean it was hot but why say that? We've been married for years; you know you are mine!" Miguel said, chuckling lightly.
'Oh shit!', I blushed bright red as Miguel reminded me what I had said in the heat of the moment, "It's been so long since we last had sex Miguel... I guess I wanted us to reconnect and make love like we used to..." I told him sheepishly.
Miguel nodded happily, believing my lie, "I'm sorry... I've been so busy lately with work and stuff... I didn't realize you were feeling neglected... I'll try to do better..." he told me as he pulled me close and kissed me lovingly on my lips.
"I love you Miguel..." I mumbled as our lips parted. But deep down, I wondered if I really meant it now...
***
The next week was the best week of my life! The quarterfinals were two weeks away and my players were working their butts off during practice. I had an entire office to myself where I spent most of the time watching the recorded games of the other teams and figuring out their coach's strategies. And despite the constant guilt I felt whenever I looked at Miguel, I was secretly enjoying my naughty motivation sessions with my team!
I would make out with a new player after practice every day for five minutes. These make out sessions were very passionate; my players groping my tits and ass and kissing my neck as they made out with me. They would grind their hard cocks against me, and I would tease them as much as I could. I knew they were craving for more; and by making sure to tease them just enough with my slutty outfits and daily kissing sessions, I made sure that they were always horny and eager for practice.
I also made a hidden rule to never select Duane for our post-game team reward, even though he was usually the best every day! It didn't seem fair to my other players; after all Duane was getting his own naughty reward every day in my office.
Every day after practice, Duane and I would sneak away together for our special 'Captain-Coach Sessions'. Despite hating his arrogance, I secretly loved spending my afternoons with Duane. I would spend 20 mins to half an hour in his lap making out with him passionately or letting him suck on my tits.
And then, I would moan like a slut while he fucked my mouth and face with his monster cock and then swallow every last drop of his cum. He also taught me how to deepthroat him properly, and I loved the feeling of having my throat stretched by Duane's cock. I loved the feeling of being used by him. Duane would make me touch myself in the most indecent ways as he fucked my tits and mouth, making me finger myself till I came while giving a blowjob to my star player.
Between all this, I was still making time to come up with strategies to make our team win. I analyzed each and every game, trying to figure out their plays and their strengths and weaknesses. I also began modifying our team's training sessions based on this data, but not all of them were sold on memorizing strategy and studying tapes.
"Oh, come on Coach, let's just get back to the court and practice..." Marvin groaned impatiently after I showed them the footage of their upcoming quarterfinal opponents, and then began teaching them some new plays I had come up. We were crowded around in my office as I took them through the plays that I came up with.
"Marvin... It's important that we study our opponent's game-style first... It'll help us prepare for their team's formation on the court..." I tried explaining to him patiently, but Kyle kept interrupting.
"We already beat the top two ranked teams, Coach... What else is there left to learn? We should just practice hard and crush them..."
"Guys, the only reason we won is that the other teams underestimated us and didn't prepare for our style... that's not going to happen again. And it's a knock-out from here on... if we lose even one game, we are out!" I argued exasperatedly. I loved my players' enthusiasm but they seemed to lack interest in learning about team formations and defensive techniques.
Winston piped up nervously, "I... uhh... I agree with you Coach... But it's just too damn hard to remember all these formations..." he muttered.
I looked over at Duane, who sat in the back of the room silently observing us, "Duane... help me out here! Tell them that we need to analyze our opponents' games first..." I pleaded with him.
"Nobody's denying that we need to do this, but I doubt they can remember these complicated plays! They will forget it as soon as we get out of your office..." Duane joked making the rest of the team laugh out loud as I glared at him.
"I don't see YOU offering any ideas on what can make them learn..." I snapped at him sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest in annoyance, "What's your suggestion then?"
"You just need to make this more fun, raise the stakes so they have something to compete for..." Duane suggested thoughtfully. I raised my eyebrows and looked at him in surprise, his idea wasn't half bad.
'He's right... I need to make this a test they want to win!' I thought to myself before sighing and replying, "Fine... Fine! Winston, lock the door!" I told Winston who was nearest to the door, "Jake, close the blinds..." I instructed. Jake complied, rushing to close the blinds leaving the office dimly lit.
"Kyle, Winston, Marvin... Get the chairs out of the way and clear up the centre of the office." Duane commanded them confidently, as they immediately scrambled to follow his orders.
I pulled my whiteboard closer to the centre as they sat in a half circle around me and then handed them each a notepad to keep notes from my desk, "Alright, I'll take you through all my plays for the next hour and then we will have a pop-quiz!"
They groaned loudly at the mention of quiz, "Coach... Do we really have to?" Winston protested but I shut him down immediately, "I will ask you all...", I counted off the number of clothing items I had on my body, "Five questions at the end... For each question that all of you get right, I will take off one item of clothing... and the one who gets the most questions right gets to make out with me after I've stripped!"
The boys perked up excitedly, grinning from ear to ear as they heard my terms, "What if it's a tie?" Duane asked cheekily, smirking at me.
"I don't mind making out with all the winners..." I replied, rolling my eyes at him, "Any more questions or can we begin?"
They shook their heads, and I started teaching them my plays. They had probably not paid this much attention for their SATs! I taught them hard for the full hour, until finally I stood in the centre and handed out five sheets of paper to each of them, "Now for your pop-quiz boys... Let's see if you have been paying attention..."
I never intended to strip for them and made sure to write down five really tough questions on the whiteboard! I gave them 10 minutes, making sure that they wouldn't cheat and then collected the responses and went through them starting with Duane. As I had expected, Duane got all the questions correct!
But as I inspected the rest, despite trying to make this as tough as possible, all of them had managed to get at least three questions right! I gulped nervously as Duane smirked and walked up to me, "Let me guess Coach... This was supposed to be really difficult, right? But none of us failed..." he chuckled, shaking his head playfully, "How many did all of us get right?"
"T-Three!" I mumbled, blushing bright red as my players cheered out loud hearing my response. Duane grinned at me, "And who got the most questions right?"
"Jake and Kyle... Four each! Everyone else got only three right!" I told them reluctantly, hiding the fact that Duane got all five.
Jake and Kyle smirked at Duane, "Looks like you're gonna have to watch from the sidelines again bud!" Kyle teased Duane playfully as he and his best friend walked up to me. Duane just laughed at this, walking back to his seat and leaned back to enjoy the show.
I gulped and backed up to my desk as both boys approached me with hungry looks in their eyes as they looked at me lustfully, wondering what to take off first. I was wearing a deep cut red blouse, paired with a short grey skirt that barely reached my mid-thigh. I slipped off my high heels first nervously, and then unbuttoned my blouse, one button at a time, making Kyle groan impatiently.
They hadn't seen me naked since the locker room orgy, so I knew how much they wanted to see my tits. As my 34DD tits spilled out of my top, I shrugged my blouse off me and let it fall to the ground. A collective gasp rang through the room as my players saw my tits again for the first time in weeks.
"Fuck Coach... I forgot what a perfect rack you have..." Jake exclaimed loudly as I blushed bright red, my hands reaching down to undo the zipper on my skirt and slipping it down my legs.
I stood before the team in nothing but my black lacy lingerie now. My tits were barely contained within my bra, and my matching black thong did a poor job to cover my pussy. My beautiful blonde hair cascaded down my shoulders, as I bit my lower lips nervously and awaited Kyle and Jake's next move.
Kyle and Jake moved in closer, their hands reaching out to cup my large soft tits, their palms sinking into my tit-flesh as they groped me roughly. I moaned involuntary as their fingers pinched and twisted my sensitive nipples, my pussy growing wetter by the minute as they fondled my boobs.
And then, Jake leaned in and kissed me hungrily on my lips, his tongue sliding into my mouth as he pinned me against the Coach's Desk, until I was sitting on the edge. I moaned into Jake's kiss, my hands wrapping around his neck instinctively as I returned his kiss passionately.
Meanwhile, Kyle kneeled down before me and planted soft kisses onto my thighs, making me moan louder as he reached closer to my pussy. "Kyle! W-what are you doing?" I mumbled nervously, breaking the kiss with Jake briefly as Kyle's lips brushed against my panty-covered pussy.
"Shut up Coach... Jake gets to kiss those lips and I want to kiss these..." Kyle whispered naughtily as he tugged my panties aside and planted a soft sinful kiss on my wet pussy, making me scream out loud in pleasure as his tongue swirled around my slit.
"Aaahhhhh... Kyle! Ohhhhhhh..." I moaned loudly as Jake and Kyle kissed me simultaneously, my right hand wrapping around Jake's neck as I pulled him in for another kiss and my left hand ran through Kyle's dreadlocks as he ate my pussy hungrily.
My body squirmed with pleasure as the boys double-teamed me, making me moan out loud repeatedly, as I was driven closer to my climax by Kyle's expert tongue.
Jake broke our kiss for a second, as he looked into my eyes, "Do you like it Coach... Are you enjoying Kyle eating that slutty pussy of yours..." he asked me mockingly, his hands cupping my tits roughly as he spoke, making me moan out loud again.
"Yesssss...Ohhh fuckkk... It's so goooood..." I moaned loudly in pleasure, unable to form coherent sentences as Kyle's tongue probed into my tight pink pussy. I could feel my juices trickling down my pussy and into Kyle's mouth as he lapped up my pussy hungrily.
"She wants this so bad... her pussy is so fucking wet." Kyle exclaimed, breaking away from my pussy for a moment before planting a soft sinful kiss on my swollen clit, making me gasp out loud in pleasure, my hips bucking forward subconsciously as he teased me mercilessly.
I'm sure this was not what Miguel had in mind when he gave me this private office. 'Oh Miguel... I'm so sorry...' I thought to myself shamefully, as Kyle made me scream out loud in pleasure, "Ohhh fuck... Kyle! Right there! Lick me there... Ohhhh..."
I wasn't even sure of the time as both of them kissed and teased me simultaneously. Jake alternated between making out with me and sucking on my soft tits, while Kyle swirled his tongue around my clit expertly, until I was trembling with lust. I gripped their heads with my hands as my orgasm built up within me. "F-fuck guys... I'm so close..." I mumbled.
"Then cum Coach... Cum for us..." Jake growled lustfully as he bit my nipple gently. And that was enough to send me over the edge, I threw my head back and screamed out loud as my orgasm washed over me, my body quivering as waves of pleasure rippled through me.
"Aaaahhh... Fuck! I'm Cumming!!!" I let out a loud moan as I finally slumped back on my coach's desk, breathing heavily as I recovered from my powerful orgasm.
They had broken their promise, this was definitely more than five minutes, but I didn't care. My mind was clouded with lust as I looked up at them with glazed eyes. I could see the lust in their eyes, as they stared back at me hungrily, and at this moment if anyone of them had tried to fuck me, I probably would've let them!
"Well... that's it for today..." Duane announced suddenly, "Let's leave the coach alone now..." he said, snapping the team out of their trance.
"Duane... I think she'll let us..." Jake mumbled awkwardly, but Duane cut him off.
"I'll take care of the Coach... You guys can hit the showers now!" Duane commanded them. The team grumbled slightly, clearly disappointed that they couldn't have more fun with me but left obediently. Duane stood up and closed the door behind them, before walking over to me slowly. He grinned at me while pulling out his cock from his shorts and stroking it in his hand.
"Well, Coach... Looks like it's just you and me now! Ready for your Captain's reward?" Duane chuckled, smirking at me as he stood before me with his cock in his hands, stroking it slowly as he admired my voluptuous body.
I blushed bright red as I got off my desk, my mind still foggy with lust as I stood before him in my lingerie. My eyes glanced at Miguel's photo and then back down to Duane's cock hungrily as I bit my lower lips shyly.
"Anything you say... Captain!" I told him, kneeling before my star basketball player and pulling his juicy black cock into my mouth for yet another forbidden training session.
***
As the number of days to the quarterfinals decreased, the entire school seemed to be abuzz with excitement. People from every corner of the campus were rooting for the team now since they had surprised everyone by beating the top two seeded schools in the tournament.
There was a lot of interest from many students and staff to help out with the basketball team and help them train; however, I was reluctant to allow new players or staff to get between me and my team's naughty but highly effective training sessions. I couldn't risk anyone finding out about my slutty deals with my players, so initially I kept things strictly amongst my team and myself.
However, this left me exhausted as I spent my evenings with the players and the team duties. Despite my reluctance, I knew that we needed a team manager or assistant coach, someone responsible for scheduling practices, maintaining equipment, and managing the other smaller details that allowed the team to focus on basketball.
"Avy! You'll burn yourself out if you keep going like this! You are doing everything alone... It's okay to delegate responsibility..." Miguel told me one evening over dinner.
"Yeah Mom! You've been really tired lately! Dad's right..." Kayla agreed, siding with Miguel.
"I know... I know..." I mumbled, picking at my food absent-mindedly as I pondered on what they had just said. "I just don't want someone new coming in and messing things up... even if it is a student volunteer. I have a good thing going with the team, I need someone I can trust!"
Miguel pondered over this for a moment, "Why don't you appoint Kayla as your team's manager! She's trustworthy and I'm sure you would love having her around?" he suggested.
Kayla perked up excitedly at this, looking at me with hopeful eyes, "Mom... Dad's right! I'd love to help you out with the team, and I could be there for you, if you need anything!"
The color drained from my face as I listened to Miguel and Kayla's suggestion! I looked at my beautiful daughter who was all smiles at this idea. At eighteen, she was already one of the most beautiful cheerleaders in the school. She had inherited my good looks with her gorgeous blonde hair and big blue eyes, and her body just as curvy and voluptuous like mine.
I could just imagine the reaction of the team if I brought Kayla into training daily! They would drool all over seeing my daughter's hot body! I could picture Marvin and Kyle drooling over Kayla's long, luscious legs, and Jake and Winston staring at my daughter's huge tits!
And Duane! Duane would probably try to charm my innocent daughter with his smooth words and charming, good looks!
"Absolutely NO way!!" I exclaimed without a second thought. Miguel and Kayla stared at me in surprise, "I mean... I uh... Kayla is busy with cheerleading, and I wouldn't want to burden her..." I added quickly, trying to cover up my outburst.
"It's no burden mom... I'd love to help you out!" Kayla grinned at me, jumping off her chair and walking over to me, "I'm so proud of you mom! You really are a great Coach! I'd love to help and spend more time with you..." she told me, hugging me tight.
"T-thanks honey... B-but I still don't think it's a good idea..." I began but Miguel cut me off.
"Oh, come on Avy. She reminds me of you when you were younger. You were such an ambitious girl, always willing to help out others and give your best. Let her help you..." Miguel persuaded me, "I'm sure you'll love having her around and I'm sure the team will appreciate having one more person to help out..."
Kayla grinned, looking at me and Miguel hopefully as I sighed deeply, "Okay fine... You win. You are both right! I need to let her help out!" I told them, "But Kayla needs to stay with me all the time and I can't have her wandering around the team." I insisted, making my daughter hug me tight and Miguel nodded his head in approval.
'I hope I don't regret this...' I thought to myself as I glanced at my gorgeous daughter, 'I need to keep Duane away from her. I don't want her to become another slut like me...'
After I licked his cock clean, I leaned back, breathing heavily. The taste of Duane's cum still lingered on my lips, and I smiled contentedly as I looked up at him and asked, "Did that... Did that help with the stress...Captain?"
"Oh, it did Coach..." Duane chuckled as he pulled up his pants and adjusted his clothes. He gazed down at me, my face and tits covered in cum as I knelt before him, "But I think we need to do this every day for my stress to truly go away..." Duane added cheekily, "We do have a nice little private office now, thanks to your husband, don't we Coach..."
"Don't push your luck..." I whispered, trying to scold him playfully, but I couldn't help but giggle, he was the most arrogant, cocky and dominating bully I had ever met but his charms made it impossible for me to resist.
I scooped up some cum from my face with my fingers and popped it into my mouth, savoring Duane's delicious cum before looking up at him. "Now stop teasing me and get out of here... Before someone sees us..." I told him playfully as I wiped away the remaining cum from my face, "I'll see you at practice tomorrow..."
Duane smirked at me as he stood up and walked to the office door, before turning back to look at me kneeling on the carpet, blouse hanging off my shoulders, my tits exposed as I licked Duane's cum from my fingers. He gave me a wink and blew me a kiss before stepping out of my office, "See you tomorrow, Avy!" he told me, closing the door behind him.
'Oh Avy... What have you gotten yourself into?' I thought to myself as I gathered up my clothes and straightened up, getting ready for the rest of my day.
***
It was already late in the evening as I drove home from school, my mind still buzzing with the events of the day. I couldn't believe that I had given in to Duane again, sucking him off in my new office and swallowing his hot load!
I opened the door to our house and walked in, finding Miguel in the kitchen preparing dinner. Manny and Kayla didn't seem to be home, probably out with their friends.
"Hey honey... How was practice?" Miguel greeted me cheerily as he put the lasagna in the oven and turned to talk to me, "I hope you enjoyed having your own private office to yourself!"
I blushed bright red as I walked up to my husband, my face red with guilt as I remembered giving Duane a blowjob in that very office just a few hours ago. "Yeah... It was great, baby. Where are the kids?" I asked, changing the subject quickly.
"They went out with their friends. So, they won't be coming home till late." Miguel told me, smiling at me as he put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, "So I thought I'd surprise you with a nice romantic dinner tonight... Just the two of us..."
I looked up at his face, a mixture of guilt and love in my eyes as I gazed at my husband's face. Miguel noticed my strange expression and frowned at me curiously, "Avy? Something wrong?" he asked me.
But instead of answering him, I leaned up and kissed him passionately on the lips. Miguel froze with surprise as I kissed him, but then returned my kiss, our lips molding together as we made out in our kitchen. I moaned into his lips as my hands ran all over his body, my guilt-ridden mind overwhelmed with love for my husband. I needed to make up for cheating on him today and maybe I could get over my lust for black cock if I just fucked Miguel.
"Avy... What gotten into you?" Miguel asked as he broke the kiss and saw my lust-crazed expression, but I just kissed him again, silencing him with my lips as I undid his belt and then dropped to my knees before him.
"AHH... What are you..." Miguel gasped as I pulled his pants down along with his underwear, his semi-erect cock springing out before my face. I had never realized how small Miguel was compared to all my players, a tinge of disappointment rising within me as I held Miguel's average sized white cock in my hand.
My mind flashed back to just a few hours ago when I was in the same position, on my knees with Duane's long, black cock before my face. I bit my lip, feeling my pussy getting wet as I recalled his magnificent cock, how big he was, how he dominated me... and how I had slobbered all over his thick black cock.
"Oh, fuck honey... are we really doing this here in the kitchen?" Miguel asked me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blinked, shaking my head and looking up at my husband who was staring down at me anxiously.
'C'mon Avy! Stop thinking about that bully!' I told myself as I pushed all thoughts about Duane from my mind, leaning forward and planting soft kisses on Miguel's cock. I forced myself to smile, looking up at my husband, "This is a thank you for being so supportive..." I told him as I parted my lips and wrapped them around his cock.
He groaned as I began bobbing my head back and forth, sucking his cock skillfully as I pleasured him. My tongue swirled around his shaft as I slobbered all over Miguel's cock and he groaned in pleasure, just calling out my name, "Avy... Ahhhh... This feels... Mmmmm..."
My mind flashing back to Duane every time I heard my husband's moans. I remembered how dominant and cocky Duane was when he fucked my mouth, how he made me choke on his big, fat black cock, how he called me all sorts of demeaning names and made me blush and get soaking wet with lust...
'Stop thinking about Duane!' I admonished myself as Miguel moaned with pleasure, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked my husband's cock. But I couldn't help it, I missed Duane's cock already, I wished I had his cock in my mouth right now, stretching my lips, making me gag as I struggled to fit his cock within my mouth.
"Oh honey... I can't hold it anymore..." Miguel exclaimed suddenly, interrupting my thoughts as he shot his load into my mouth. I blinked with surprise as I tasted Miguel's salty load.
'So soon?' I thought to myself, surprised that Miguel had come already, it had only been a minute or two. I swallowed his load dutifully, sucking and slurping until he was done and then pulled my lips off his cock with a wet pop.
"Wow Avy... That was... Incredible!" Miguel gasped as I got up from my knees, my hands undoing the buttons of my blouse as I stepped back.
"Oh, I'm not done thanking you for the new office Miguel..." I purred seductively as I stripped before him, tossing my blouse aside and then reaching behind to unzip my skirt.
Miguel stared at me in amazement as I stripped, his eyes widening as I let my skirt fall to the ground, revealing my curvaceous body, clad only in my lacy black lingerie.
I sauntered up to him slowly, swaying my hips sensually as I approached him, Miguel's jaw dropping open as I pressed my tits onto his chest, my hand reaching down to stroke his softening cock back to full charge and whispered into his ears, "Let's take this upstairs and REALLY celebrate my new office Miguel... I want you to fuck me... Make me yours again."
***
I moaned loudly as Miguel ate me out, his tongue sliding over my wet pussy as he pleasured me, lying on our bed with his face buried between my thighs.
"Oh God... Mmmmm... Miguel!" I gasped, arching my back as my husband's tongue swirled around my clit, making my body tremble with pleasure as I lay on the bed naked.
Miguel groaned, his hands grabbing onto my curvy waist as he licked my pussy eagerly, his tongue sliding over my wet folds as he lapped up my juices hungrily. I writhed on the bed, my body shuddering with pleasure as my husband made me moan out loud.
'This is what I wanted! This is what I needed... Miguel! Oh fuck...' I thought to myself as I placed my hands on Miguel's head, pushing him deeper into my pussy as I rocked my hips back and forth.
However, as Miguel's tongue brushed against my clit, I imagined Duane eating me out instead. I imagined his muscular body, his lips kissing my inner thighs as he licked my pussy expertly. He had not done this to me yet, but somehow, I knew he would be better than Miguel. Duane would dominate me, tease me and make me beg for mercy as he made me cum with his tongue alone!
Suddenly Miguel's tongue hit my clit exactly right making me yelp in surprise!
"OH GOD! Right there... YES! Lick my pussy there..." I moaned loudly, my eyes snapping open as my body shuddered with pleasure as my husband's tongue flicked against my clit repeatedly pushing me over the edge!
Miguel looked up at me, his eyes flickering up my juicy tits to meet mine as he focused his tongue on my clit, making me gasp and thrash about as waves of ecstasy rippled through my body.
"OHHHHH! Miguel... Yes... I'm gonna... I'm gonna CUUUUM!" I screamed out loud as I climaxed, my body convulsing as I came hard, "Oh fuuuuuck... Ooooohhhh yeeesss..."
'Oh god... Why did I need to think about Duane again!' I cursed myself as Miguel crawled up my body, kissing my tits before moving up to meet my lips.
I kissed my husband passionately, my tongue wrestling with his as we made out hungrily, his body pressing against mine as he got on top of me. I could feel Miguel's erection pressing against my thigh, reminding me that I needed to fuck him, I needed him to make me forget about my sinful lust for a black cock!
"Fuck me Miguel... Please make me yours again..." I begged him as our lips broke apart, gazing up at my husband as he positioned himself between my legs.
"Ohh fuck... I love you so much honey..." Miguel exclaimed lovingly, his cock sliding over my sopping wet folds as he prepared to enter me.
'Yes! I love Miguel! I love my husband!' I thought to myself as I stared into my husband's face as he penetrated me, his cock sinking into my tight pussy. I groaned as Miguel stretched my wet cunt, my body trembling as I felt his cock slide into my tight pussy.
"You're so fucking beautiful Avy... I can't believe how lucky I am to be with a goddess like you... Fuck! I'm the luckiest man in the world." Miguel whispered into my ear, kissing my neck as he began rocking his hips, pumping his cock in and out of my cunt slowly and sensually.
I closed my eyes and moaned in pleasure, wrapping my arms around him as Miguel made love to me gently. This was how we always made love, gentle and slow. My hands caressed his shoulders as I held him close and rolled my hips, matching his movements and grinding my pussy against his cock.
"I love you Miguel... I love you so much..." I whimpered into his ears as I made love to him, determined to enjoy this and make it special.
But something was wrong, his cock didn't fill me up completely, he didn't stretch me out as much as I needed to be stretched, "Deeper honey... Fuck me deeper..." I whispered.
I needed more, my body was aching for pleasure and this gentle fucking wasn't enough. My pussy craved to be stuffed with thick, fat cock, I wanted to be fucked harder, faster and rougher... like my boys had fucked me in the showers... I needed to be fucked like a SLUT!
"FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT MIGUEL!"
This seemed to turn on my husband and he groaned as he picked up his pace and slammed into me harder, his cock sliding in and out of my pussy rapidly now and I moaned in pleasure, "Ahh yes... Like that... Faster... Faster... FUCCKKK!" I screamed.
Miguel grunted, thrusting into me faster and I arched my body, pushing my tits onto his face as I clung to him desperately, my nails digging into his skin as I held his face against my tits.
"Suck on my tits Miguel..." I pleaded with him and he obeyed, his lips closing over a hard nipple, making me scream out loud, "Ooohhh... Yes... YEEEESSSSS!"
Miguel sucked on my tit as he pounded me harder, his cock slamming into me roughly as I writhed beneath him. It was taking longer but he was getting me there, "Oh fuck Miguel... Yes...Keep fucking me like that..." I cried out.
"Oh, fuck Avy... I can't hold it anymore..." he gasped suddenly as he stopped sucking my nipple and buried his face in my tits, thrusting his cock into me one last time before erupting within me.
Miguel came inside me with a groan, and I sighed with disappointment, yet again.
Miguel collapsed on top of me, breathing hard as he came down from his climax. He turned his head and planted a kiss on my cheek, before whispering lovingly in my ear, "Wow... You were incredible honey!"
"Thanks honey..." I mumbled as I kissed his shoulder and stroked his hair, "You were amazing too..." I added, forcing myself to sound convincing.
As we both got up and dressed again, I tried to shake my thoughts about what had just happened. I loved Miguel, I loved him deeply and truly but... I just couldn't stop comparing him to Duane!
"Avy... what did you mean when you talked about becoming mine again?" Miguel looked at me with a smile, "I mean it was hot but why say that? We've been married for years; you know you are mine!" Miguel said, chuckling lightly.
'Oh shit!', I blushed bright red as Miguel reminded me what I had said in the heat of the moment, "It's been so long since we last had sex Miguel... I guess I wanted us to reconnect and make love like we used to..." I told him sheepishly.
Miguel nodded happily, believing my lie, "I'm sorry... I've been so busy lately with work and stuff... I didn't realize you were feeling neglected... I'll try to do better..." he told me as he pulled me close and kissed me lovingly on my lips.
"I love you Miguel..." I mumbled as our lips parted. But deep down, I wondered if I really meant it now...
***
The next week was the best week of my life! The quarterfinals were two weeks away and my players were working their butts off during practice. I had an entire office to myself where I spent most of the time watching the recorded games of the other teams and figuring out their coach's strategies. And despite the constant guilt I felt whenever I looked at Miguel, I was secretly enjoying my naughty motivation sessions with my team!
I would make out with a new player after practice every day for five minutes. These make out sessions were very passionate; my players groping my tits and ass and kissing my neck as they made out with me. They would grind their hard cocks against me, and I would tease them as much as I could. I knew they were craving for more; and by making sure to tease them just enough with my slutty outfits and daily kissing sessions, I made sure that they were always horny and eager for practice.
I also made a hidden rule to never select Duane for our post-game team reward, even though he was usually the best every day! It didn't seem fair to my other players; after all Duane was getting his own naughty reward every day in my office.
Every day after practice, Duane and I would sneak away together for our special 'Captain-Coach Sessions'. Despite hating his arrogance, I secretly loved spending my afternoons with Duane. I would spend 20 mins to half an hour in his lap making out with him passionately or letting him suck on my tits.
And then, I would moan like a slut while he fucked my mouth and face with his monster cock and then swallow every last drop of his cum. He also taught me how to deepthroat him properly, and I loved the feeling of having my throat stretched by Duane's cock. I loved the feeling of being used by him. Duane would make me touch myself in the most indecent ways as he fucked my tits and mouth, making me finger myself till I came while giving a blowjob to my star player.
Between all this, I was still making time to come up with strategies to make our team win. I analyzed each and every game, trying to figure out their plays and their strengths and weaknesses. I also began modifying our team's training sessions based on this data, but not all of them were sold on memorizing strategy and studying tapes.
"Oh, come on Coach, let's just get back to the court and practice..." Marvin groaned impatiently after I showed them the footage of their upcoming quarterfinal opponents, and then began teaching them some new plays I had come up. We were crowded around in my office as I took them through the plays that I came up with.
"Marvin... It's important that we study our opponent's game-style first... It'll help us prepare for their team's formation on the court..." I tried explaining to him patiently, but Kyle kept interrupting.
"We already beat the top two ranked teams, Coach... What else is there left to learn? We should just practice hard and crush them..."
"Guys, the only reason we won is that the other teams underestimated us and didn't prepare for our style... that's not going to happen again. And it's a knock-out from here on... if we lose even one game, we are out!" I argued exasperatedly. I loved my players' enthusiasm but they seemed to lack interest in learning about team formations and defensive techniques.
Winston piped up nervously, "I... uhh... I agree with you Coach... But it's just too damn hard to remember all these formations..." he muttered.
I looked over at Duane, who sat in the back of the room silently observing us, "Duane... help me out here! Tell them that we need to analyze our opponents' games first..." I pleaded with him.
"Nobody's denying that we need to do this, but I doubt they can remember these complicated plays! They will forget it as soon as we get out of your office..." Duane joked making the rest of the team laugh out loud as I glared at him.
"I don't see YOU offering any ideas on what can make them learn..." I snapped at him sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest in annoyance, "What's your suggestion then?"
"You just need to make this more fun, raise the stakes so they have something to compete for..." Duane suggested thoughtfully. I raised my eyebrows and looked at him in surprise, his idea wasn't half bad.
'He's right... I need to make this a test they want to win!' I thought to myself before sighing and replying, "Fine... Fine! Winston, lock the door!" I told Winston who was nearest to the door, "Jake, close the blinds..." I instructed. Jake complied, rushing to close the blinds leaving the office dimly lit.
"Kyle, Winston, Marvin... Get the chairs out of the way and clear up the centre of the office." Duane commanded them confidently, as they immediately scrambled to follow his orders.
I pulled my whiteboard closer to the centre as they sat in a half circle around me and then handed them each a notepad to keep notes from my desk, "Alright, I'll take you through all my plays for the next hour and then we will have a pop-quiz!"
They groaned loudly at the mention of quiz, "Coach... Do we really have to?" Winston protested but I shut him down immediately, "I will ask you all...", I counted off the number of clothing items I had on my body, "Five questions at the end... For each question that all of you get right, I will take off one item of clothing... and the one who gets the most questions right gets to make out with me after I've stripped!"
The boys perked up excitedly, grinning from ear to ear as they heard my terms, "What if it's a tie?" Duane asked cheekily, smirking at me.
"I don't mind making out with all the winners..." I replied, rolling my eyes at him, "Any more questions or can we begin?"
They shook their heads, and I started teaching them my plays. They had probably not paid this much attention for their SATs! I taught them hard for the full hour, until finally I stood in the centre and handed out five sheets of paper to each of them, "Now for your pop-quiz boys... Let's see if you have been paying attention..."
I never intended to strip for them and made sure to write down five really tough questions on the whiteboard! I gave them 10 minutes, making sure that they wouldn't cheat and then collected the responses and went through them starting with Duane. As I had expected, Duane got all the questions correct!
But as I inspected the rest, despite trying to make this as tough as possible, all of them had managed to get at least three questions right! I gulped nervously as Duane smirked and walked up to me, "Let me guess Coach... This was supposed to be really difficult, right? But none of us failed..." he chuckled, shaking his head playfully, "How many did all of us get right?"
"T-Three!" I mumbled, blushing bright red as my players cheered out loud hearing my response. Duane grinned at me, "And who got the most questions right?"
"Jake and Kyle... Four each! Everyone else got only three right!" I told them reluctantly, hiding the fact that Duane got all five.
Jake and Kyle smirked at Duane, "Looks like you're gonna have to watch from the sidelines again bud!" Kyle teased Duane playfully as he and his best friend walked up to me. Duane just laughed at this, walking back to his seat and leaned back to enjoy the show.
I gulped and backed up to my desk as both boys approached me with hungry looks in their eyes as they looked at me lustfully, wondering what to take off first. I was wearing a deep cut red blouse, paired with a short grey skirt that barely reached my mid-thigh. I slipped off my high heels first nervously, and then unbuttoned my blouse, one button at a time, making Kyle groan impatiently.
They hadn't seen me naked since the locker room orgy, so I knew how much they wanted to see my tits. As my 34DD tits spilled out of my top, I shrugged my blouse off me and let it fall to the ground. A collective gasp rang through the room as my players saw my tits again for the first time in weeks.
"Fuck Coach... I forgot what a perfect rack you have..." Jake exclaimed loudly as I blushed bright red, my hands reaching down to undo the zipper on my skirt and slipping it down my legs.
I stood before the team in nothing but my black lacy lingerie now. My tits were barely contained within my bra, and my matching black thong did a poor job to cover my pussy. My beautiful blonde hair cascaded down my shoulders, as I bit my lower lips nervously and awaited Kyle and Jake's next move.
Kyle and Jake moved in closer, their hands reaching out to cup my large soft tits, their palms sinking into my tit-flesh as they groped me roughly. I moaned involuntary as their fingers pinched and twisted my sensitive nipples, my pussy growing wetter by the minute as they fondled my boobs.
And then, Jake leaned in and kissed me hungrily on my lips, his tongue sliding into my mouth as he pinned me against the Coach's Desk, until I was sitting on the edge. I moaned into Jake's kiss, my hands wrapping around his neck instinctively as I returned his kiss passionately.
Meanwhile, Kyle kneeled down before me and planted soft kisses onto my thighs, making me moan louder as he reached closer to my pussy. "Kyle! W-what are you doing?" I mumbled nervously, breaking the kiss with Jake briefly as Kyle's lips brushed against my panty-covered pussy.
"Shut up Coach... Jake gets to kiss those lips and I want to kiss these..." Kyle whispered naughtily as he tugged my panties aside and planted a soft sinful kiss on my wet pussy, making me scream out loud in pleasure as his tongue swirled around my slit.
"Aaahhhhh... Kyle! Ohhhhhhh..." I moaned loudly as Jake and Kyle kissed me simultaneously, my right hand wrapping around Jake's neck as I pulled him in for another kiss and my left hand ran through Kyle's dreadlocks as he ate my pussy hungrily.
My body squirmed with pleasure as the boys double-teamed me, making me moan out loud repeatedly, as I was driven closer to my climax by Kyle's expert tongue.
Jake broke our kiss for a second, as he looked into my eyes, "Do you like it Coach... Are you enjoying Kyle eating that slutty pussy of yours..." he asked me mockingly, his hands cupping my tits roughly as he spoke, making me moan out loud again.
"Yesssss...Ohhh fuckkk... It's so goooood..." I moaned loudly in pleasure, unable to form coherent sentences as Kyle's tongue probed into my tight pink pussy. I could feel my juices trickling down my pussy and into Kyle's mouth as he lapped up my pussy hungrily.
"She wants this so bad... her pussy is so fucking wet." Kyle exclaimed, breaking away from my pussy for a moment before planting a soft sinful kiss on my swollen clit, making me gasp out loud in pleasure, my hips bucking forward subconsciously as he teased me mercilessly.
I'm sure this was not what Miguel had in mind when he gave me this private office. 'Oh Miguel... I'm so sorry...' I thought to myself shamefully, as Kyle made me scream out loud in pleasure, "Ohhh fuck... Kyle! Right there! Lick me there... Ohhhh..."
I wasn't even sure of the time as both of them kissed and teased me simultaneously. Jake alternated between making out with me and sucking on my soft tits, while Kyle swirled his tongue around my clit expertly, until I was trembling with lust. I gripped their heads with my hands as my orgasm built up within me. "F-fuck guys... I'm so close..." I mumbled.
"Then cum Coach... Cum for us..." Jake growled lustfully as he bit my nipple gently. And that was enough to send me over the edge, I threw my head back and screamed out loud as my orgasm washed over me, my body quivering as waves of pleasure rippled through me.
"Aaaahhh... Fuck! I'm Cumming!!!" I let out a loud moan as I finally slumped back on my coach's desk, breathing heavily as I recovered from my powerful orgasm.
They had broken their promise, this was definitely more than five minutes, but I didn't care. My mind was clouded with lust as I looked up at them with glazed eyes. I could see the lust in their eyes, as they stared back at me hungrily, and at this moment if anyone of them had tried to fuck me, I probably would've let them!
"Well... that's it for today..." Duane announced suddenly, "Let's leave the coach alone now..." he said, snapping the team out of their trance.
"Duane... I think she'll let us..." Jake mumbled awkwardly, but Duane cut him off.
"I'll take care of the Coach... You guys can hit the showers now!" Duane commanded them. The team grumbled slightly, clearly disappointed that they couldn't have more fun with me but left obediently. Duane stood up and closed the door behind them, before walking over to me slowly. He grinned at me while pulling out his cock from his shorts and stroking it in his hand.
"Well, Coach... Looks like it's just you and me now! Ready for your Captain's reward?" Duane chuckled, smirking at me as he stood before me with his cock in his hands, stroking it slowly as he admired my voluptuous body.
I blushed bright red as I got off my desk, my mind still foggy with lust as I stood before him in my lingerie. My eyes glanced at Miguel's photo and then back down to Duane's cock hungrily as I bit my lower lips shyly.
"Anything you say... Captain!" I told him, kneeling before my star basketball player and pulling his juicy black cock into my mouth for yet another forbidden training session.
***
As the number of days to the quarterfinals decreased, the entire school seemed to be abuzz with excitement. People from every corner of the campus were rooting for the team now since they had surprised everyone by beating the top two seeded schools in the tournament.
There was a lot of interest from many students and staff to help out with the basketball team and help them train; however, I was reluctant to allow new players or staff to get between me and my team's naughty but highly effective training sessions. I couldn't risk anyone finding out about my slutty deals with my players, so initially I kept things strictly amongst my team and myself.
However, this left me exhausted as I spent my evenings with the players and the team duties. Despite my reluctance, I knew that we needed a team manager or assistant coach, someone responsible for scheduling practices, maintaining equipment, and managing the other smaller details that allowed the team to focus on basketball.
"Avy! You'll burn yourself out if you keep going like this! You are doing everything alone... It's okay to delegate responsibility..." Miguel told me one evening over dinner.
"Yeah Mom! You've been really tired lately! Dad's right..." Kayla agreed, siding with Miguel.
"I know... I know..." I mumbled, picking at my food absent-mindedly as I pondered on what they had just said. "I just don't want someone new coming in and messing things up... even if it is a student volunteer. I have a good thing going with the team, I need someone I can trust!"
Miguel pondered over this for a moment, "Why don't you appoint Kayla as your team's manager! She's trustworthy and I'm sure you would love having her around?" he suggested.
Kayla perked up excitedly at this, looking at me with hopeful eyes, "Mom... Dad's right! I'd love to help you out with the team, and I could be there for you, if you need anything!"
The color drained from my face as I listened to Miguel and Kayla's suggestion! I looked at my beautiful daughter who was all smiles at this idea. At eighteen, she was already one of the most beautiful cheerleaders in the school. She had inherited my good looks with her gorgeous blonde hair and big blue eyes, and her body just as curvy and voluptuous like mine.
I could just imagine the reaction of the team if I brought Kayla into training daily! They would drool all over seeing my daughter's hot body! I could picture Marvin and Kyle drooling over Kayla's long, luscious legs, and Jake and Winston staring at my daughter's huge tits!
And Duane! Duane would probably try to charm my innocent daughter with his smooth words and charming, good looks!
"Absolutely NO way!!" I exclaimed without a second thought. Miguel and Kayla stared at me in surprise, "I mean... I uh... Kayla is busy with cheerleading, and I wouldn't want to burden her..." I added quickly, trying to cover up my outburst.
"It's no burden mom... I'd love to help you out!" Kayla grinned at me, jumping off her chair and walking over to me, "I'm so proud of you mom! You really are a great Coach! I'd love to help and spend more time with you..." she told me, hugging me tight.
"T-thanks honey... B-but I still don't think it's a good idea..." I began but Miguel cut me off.
"Oh, come on Avy. She reminds me of you when you were younger. You were such an ambitious girl, always willing to help out others and give your best. Let her help you..." Miguel persuaded me, "I'm sure you'll love having her around and I'm sure the team will appreciate having one more person to help out..."
Kayla grinned, looking at me and Miguel hopefully as I sighed deeply, "Okay fine... You win. You are both right! I need to let her help out!" I told them, "But Kayla needs to stay with me all the time and I can't have her wandering around the team." I insisted, making my daughter hug me tight and Miguel nodded his head in approval.
'I hope I don't regret this...' I thought to myself as I glanced at my gorgeous daughter, 'I need to keep Duane away from her. I don't want her to become another slut like me...'
