The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... now one game away from the playoffs.

I was flabbergasted at their win, but everyone jumped around and cheered madly. Even Duane had scored the last 2 points of the game by shooting a 3-pointer shot from half the court, hobbling on one foot!

"You've got a pretty good team here!" the opposing team coach, Coach congratulated Miguel as he walked over to shake hands, "They play like their lives depend on it; I've never seen anything like this... how do you drive them so hard?" he asked him curiously.

"You'll have to ask my wife... she's their coach..." Miguel beamed, pointing at me. The coach looked at me, eyeing me up and down as I stood in my sexy little dress, "You're the coach?" he asked me incredulously.

I nodded my head, blushing under Coach Smith's lecherous stare as he eyed my busty figure appreciatively, "I'm impressed..." he told me, licking his lips, "I'd love to know your secret on keeping your team so motivated." he winked at me.

"Umm... well... we train REALLY hard... and I make sure they are rewarded well for their hard work!" I replied nervously, shifting uneasily under his lustful gaze. I also blushed a little as I thought about my team's promised reward for the championship. Coach Smith chuckled, "I bet you do, Coach... I bet you do..." he chuckled, shaking his head, "Well, whatever you do, it works...so keep it up, and who knows, this could be your year!"

Our discussion was interrupted by the team rushing in to hug me joyfully. As the boys ...

... cheered for me, I pretended to be happy for them, but inside, I was panicking. The boys would want more than just kisses today! I had rationalized kissing them as a harmless 'prize' for motivation, but it was a different thing if they reached the playoffs! I needed to talk to Miguel or figure out a way to ensure that they lost the next game!

Each of the boys hugged me excitedly and then shook hands with Miguel. Duane, however, limped towards me, leaning in to whisper in my ears, "You were hoping we'd lose, weren't you, Coach? That's why you didn't come into the locker rooms during halftime..."

I blushed, "N-no... I just..." I stammered, but Duane cut me off, "Well, coach, you can try all you want, but we are going all the way! And once we win, I'm looking forward to showering with my beautiful white MILF..." Duane winked at me before hobbling back to the rest of his team.

I stared after him speechlessly as he left, my face turning bright red. He was way too smart for his own good. He was the reason for the team pushing my boundaries with those damn 'rewards' after each game. He knew just the right things to say to make me feel guilty about refusing them. I groaned inwardly, cursing myself for being such a pushover under pressure; I needed to learn to say 'No'!

Lucky for me, the team would not have any chance of coaxing any rewards out of me tonight! Miguel was with me, and we headed back to our town immediately. As we boarded the school bus, I sat at the front with ...