The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... whimpered softly as I returned his kiss, my soapy tits pressing against his muscular chest.

"But the other boys... once we stop this they might---"

Duane cut me off mid-sentence, "If you are worried about the team spilling the beans, you don't need to... I'll take care of it ", he told me softly, but I was about to protest again but he continued on, "Trust me, Avy... I got this covered..."

I sighed softly at his words. He seemed to have some magical effect on me because I snuggled closer to him, resting my head against Duane's muscular chest, "I trust you..." I murmured as I hugged him tightly.

We stayed like that for a while, embracing each other under the warm water until, eventually, we got out and got dressed. I stole glances at Duane shyly as I slipped my panties on and buttoned up my shirt. Duane caught me staring at him several times and chuckled softly as he approached me and helped me zip up my skirt.

"So, coach... since the boys no longer have any incentive to practice hard for the playoffs, do you think we've got any real chance of winning the championship?" He asked me playfully as he zipped up my skirt slowly.

I knew what he meant, but I didn't want to admit it, "Well, wouldn't winning the championship be enough Motivation for the team?" I asked softly as I finished buttoning up my blouse and turned around to face him.

"I doubt any trophy can hold a candle next to a chance to fuck the sexiest coach in the league..." Duane said with an ...

... innocent look on his face, "I guess we'll have to be happy with just reaching the playoffs!" He added with a shrug.

'He's right... We've come so far. Even beat the two best teams in the league... We've got a great shot this time!' I thought to myself as I remembered all the hard work I put into training my players this past season. I could be the first female coach in the league history to win a championship. But at what cost?

I couldn't believe I was actually considering this again. "Maybe... Maybe we can arrange something..." I mumbled softly, my cheeks burning bright crimson as I spoke, "B-But I can't keep cheating on my husband! We can't do this every game!"

"How about another deal, then, Coach?" Duane cut me off mid-sentence, his hands sliding up and lifting my chin to make me look up at him. "You let the team fuck this sexy MILF pussy once more... IF we win the championship..." he proposed.

"One last time?" I repeated his proposal, looking up at him nervously.

There was silence as I considered his offer. I didn't need to accept this time; I'd already proven that I was an excellent coach to everyone. I could just say no, and Miguel would hire Coach Reed tomorrow, and my life could return to normal. But the thought of being the first female coach in league history to win was enticing.

Duane pulled me in close, pressing my soft tits against his muscular chest as he waited. He lifted my chin once more, leaning down until our lips were inches apart, "So, coach? ...