Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03

Coach's Cutie - Chapter 3: Three Girls, One Paddle

I'm obviously a very sexual person. Between my habit of reading online erotica and my own extremely active imagination, I spend a lot of time thinking about sex. But even I realize that sometimes there are things in life more important than sex, and right now is a good example. My boyfriend Greg just coached his high school basketball team to a thrilling one-point victory, and so I need to make sure I give him and his team their deserved praise.

But the truth is, what I really want to congratulate him on, is the fact that his adorable, little, blonde-haired bench player, the one he's apparently been obsessing over for awhile, seems to actually have a crush on him as well. But like I said, I'll save any discussion about young Madison for a little later.

Me (stepping down across the bleachers to reach Greg): "Hon, that was amazing! What a great game."

Greg (clearly on cloud nine): "Oh my god, I know! I can't believe we won."

Greg (still smiling, but under his breath): "Holy shit..."

As I reach the floor and step out onto the court next to Greg, I hesitate for a second before giving him a really awkward hug. I had initially planned on going in for a congratulatory kiss, but then panicked at the last second. Plenty of Greg's fellow teachers know we're dating, so our relationship isn't like a secret or anything, but I guess I got freaked out with all the students and parents around.

Greg (after receiving my ...

... weirdly platonic embrace): "Thanks so much for coming..."

Me: "Of course! So this seemed like a big win, huh?"

Greg (I've never seen him this amped up before): "Oh my god, it was. This team is definitely the favorite in our league this year, and we just beat 'em! I was not expecting that."

Me: "That's awesome. Congrats, Babe."

Greg: "Okay, hey Becca, I do have to run back and gather my stuff, but is it cool if I meet you out here in like 5 minutes?"

Me: "Yeah of course. Take your time."

While Greg heads back to the locker room, I take a seat and look around the gymnasium that's still in the process of emptying out. I see a few players from the Cardinals as well as a couple of their opponents milling around, but no sign of Madison. Speaking of hugs, I still can't believe that super tight squeeze she gave Greg right after they won! That was definitely not normal, and something I can't wait to ask him about. I'm also still curious as to why she looks so familiar, so I'll have to remember to ask him about that, too.

True to his word, Greg re-emerges about 5 minutes later, and we make our way out to the parking lot. We hadn't discussed any specific plans for after the game, including whose place we might end up going to, but with both of us having driven separately, we'll need to figure that out.

The one catch is, I always volunteer on Saturday mornings at an animal shelter near my condo, so I usually have a strong preference for sleeping at home on Fridays. ...