The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... before she spoke, "Trust me on this. Tell them that if they reach the playoffs, you'll join them in the shower after practice."

"You can't be serious!" I whispered, shaking my head, "I can't shower with them... I'm their teacher!"

"Look, there's no way they will ever reach the playoffs, are they? We've won only two out of the last seven games. Just pretend you're going to do it. You know they won't be able to resist a chance at a private shower with a sexy, busty MILF like you."

"No... I can't do it, Isis... I... I'm a teacher, not a stripper..."I stammered, blushing deep red at her suggestion, "I know they will listen to me if I talk to them like a teacher..."

"It's your choice Avy, but I wouldn't waste my time trying to talk sense into them, when I could put my sexy tits to work instead." she told me. I was about to protest when she got a call from her daughter and had to rush off.

"Ok, I gotta run. Remember, you just need to promise them, you don't actually need to do it!" she said before kissing me on the cheek and rushing off.

***

It was another half-hour before the boys turned up for practice, laughing and joking around. Duane led the rest of the group, with Marvin, Jake, Kyle and Winston trailing behind him.

"Sorry, Coach," Duane grinned at me. "I had to pick up the rest of the team; you know how slow Kyle is..." Duane added, smirking at Kyle.

"Very funny, Duane, but can you guys start now." I shot him a dirty look, frowning at the other ...

... boys as I watched them grab their basketballs and spread out on the court.

I looked over at them, shaking my head; there was NO WAY they would win a single game, and then it hit me. Isis was right; there was no way we could reach the playoffs with this team! I could promise them a million dollars, but they wouldn't ever get it.

I bit my lips nervously, weighing the pros and cons of Isis's suggestion in my head. 'Am I really considering doing this?' I thought to myself as I watched them play.

After a few moments of deliberation, I took a deep breath and cleared my throat, "Boys! Can you come here, please?" I called out loudly. Duane ignored me, dribbling the ball and scoring a 3-pointer effortlessly as Kyle cheered him.

"Boys!!! I want to talk to you..." I repeated, my voice wavering slightly with nerves. This time, Duane looked up at me and shrugged his shoulders, muttering something to the rest of the team before jogging over with the rest of the boys following him. They stopped in front of me, waiting expectantly as I tried to keep my voice steady.

"Ok, look, boys... I... umm... I am worried that we aren't going to get anywhere this season..." I began awkwardly, "And, well... I realized that the cookies may be a bad idea, so I thought of something else that you guys might be interested in," I added, blushing as I looked each of them in the eye, nervously wringing my hands.

Duane looked surprised for a second, glancing at Marvin and Jake next to him before ...