The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... Mr. Jones, our driver, and Miguel.

The journey back was supposed to be just a short 3-hour ride, but as we drove back, the weather took a turn for the worse, and we hit heavy rain on the highway. The roads were slippery, and our bus had to slow down considerably. Miguel frowned worriedly, "This doesn't look good, Avy... I think we should stop at any nearby place tonight." he told me.

Mr Jones, our driver, nodded in agreement, "I know a place on the next exit... My friend works there, so we could stop there." he suggested. I bit my lips anxiously, I didn't like the idea of stopping anywhere for the night with Duane and the rest of the team, but Miguel nodded his head firmly, "Let's do that... we can start early tomorrow morning after the storm clears up." he decided.

Soon, Mr. Jones turned off the expressway and headed down a smaller road until we reached the place. It was much better than I expected, a reasonably nice hotel called "The Spring Hills Resort". I looked at Miguel questioningly as he patted me on my shoulder, "Don't worry, the school's budget covers expenses like these Avy..." he assured me, smiling as he got off the bus with Mr. Jones.

However, to our surprise, all the rooms were booked for some wedding party due to take place there tomorrow, and there wasn't anything available. Mr Jones called over his friend, who was the hotel manager, and spoke with him before returning to us, "Well, Jeff says there's a suite with a queen-sized bed available, but ...

... we need to move out early in the morning. He can put in a couple of mattresses in the living room for the boys... but that's all he can offer..." he apologized, "I can crash at Jeff's place tonight, but you'll have to share the room with the boys, boss." he told Miguel apologetically.

Miguel sighed, looking at the team behind us, "Do we have any choice? I'll share the bedroom with Avy, and you boys can sleep in the living room..." he told them firmly. The team nodded quietly, following us into the hotel lobby as Miguel checked us in.

Soon, Miguel and I were in the bedroom while the rest of the team were setting up mattresses in the suite's living room. We didn't have any change of clothes, and Miguel was very tired and promptly crashed into bed, falling asleep quickly. I was about to join him when my phone chimed with a text message from Duane, "Come on out once your husband falls asleep, coach. It's time to collect our reward..." it read. I bit my lips nervously, blushing at Duane's audacity. He wanted me to come out and meet him with my husband in the other room! I typed back a reply angrily, "Absolutely Not Duane... go to sleep!".

My phone chimed again, "A deal's a deal coach... Come on out, we won another game for you... don't be a tease..." Duane messaged me back cheekily. I couldn't believe how cocky this brute was being. He was treating me like his girlfriend! I was about to type out a furious reply when Miguel rolled over and yawned, "Who is it, Avy?" he asked ...