The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... game as you do--" he began speaking and then paused as he eyed me up, a smile forming on his lips.

"What? What are you thinking, Miguel?" I knew that smile, and it always meant trouble for me.

"Why don't you be the substitute coach, Avy?"

"What! Are you crazy? I'm the biology teacher. I know about basketball but nothing about coaching 18-year-old boys."

"Please, Avy! It'll just be for a few months," he pleaded with me. "Simmons left us with only five players. We've already lost the five games, and I need someone to keep the team together until I find a replacement."

I was tempted; it might be a chance to prove myself after months of being ignored. But it just wasn't possible.

"Miguel, I've got my own classes to handle..." I protested, flipping my blonde hair out of my face as I looked at him. "And I don't think you'd ever get the school board to approve a woman to take over the boy's team. It's never happened before."

"You don't need to worry about that; I'll handle them, and regarding the workload, it's not going to be much. There are only five players left on the team. Coach Carter's son, Duane, is the captain; he's good enough to lead and train the team. But I need at least one adult who knows at least a little bit of basketball to be there during practice so that we actually have a team left by the time I can find a replacement..." Miguel reasoned with me. I sighed and shook my head, knowing he wouldn't give this up.

"Alright, alright", I nodded ...

... reluctantly; I could never say 'No' to Miguel if he needed me.

"Thanks, babe" Miguel grinned and kissed me on the cheek. "I promise that you won't have a hard time. Duane's a good leader, and he can help you out!"

That is how I ended up at the school basketball court the following Saturday after school, along with Migue. Duane, Jake, Kyle, Marvin and Winston, the last five players on Richmond High's basketball team, stood in front of us. They were each over 6 feet tall, with Duane being the tallest at 6'4". They were all in my biology class, average students at best, who hardly ever paid attention to me in class.

But as I stood in front of them, dressed in my tight pencil skirt with a white blouse, I couldn't help but feel self-conscious with all five eyes trained on me. Duane, in particular, had a cheeky grin as he eyed me up and down.

"So Ms. Avy has been kind enough to agree to be the substitute coach for the team until we find a replacement", Miguel announced sternly. "I expect you boys to treat her with respect and listen to her until we get a regular."

I noticed Duane smirking at Miguel's words, nudging Marvin next to him and whispering something in his ear. Marvin's eyes widened, and I caught him looking at me with a dirty smile on his lips. My cheeks flushed red, and I looked away quickly.

"Duane! Pay attention..." Miguel snapped at Duane, "You're the captain, and I expect you to set an example. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Principal Martinez", Duane ...