Bac on the Team

"Expelled!?!?" Heather yelled.

I just stared back at her. That was my decision. The 18 year old would be expelled. It would be official when I filed the paperwork with the superintendent.

"But I'm wearing..." She gestured at her cheerleader uniform. "I'm cheering at the game tonight!"

"Not anymore.," I looked up from my paperwork. "You'll need to turn in your uniform by the end of the week... unless you have a change of clothes here."

"You know I don't." Her head dropped.

"Then the end of the week will be fine. Staff will be in contact with you to clear out your locker and return your books and the like."

She looked like she was about to cry. "Isn't there anything..."

But there wasn't. I had received the call from the athletic director of Morris High the previous evening. Heather had been caught pleasuring the star of the Morris basketball team, in uniform on her knees in front of him.

"You've been given plenty of chances, miss. The grades. The drinking. Now this." I glared at her. "You should have been kicked off the team months ago. I let it go on for too long. I'm really left with no other choice."

She sobbed lightly. "I was just trying to help..."

"Help?"

"I was trying to motivate the players." She wiped away a tear. "I'm supposed to motivate our guys, right?"

"What?" I gasped. "By sucking... er... by fellating an opponent?"

'I told both teams I'd give a BJ to the leading scorer on the winning team." She frowned. "Morris won and Tommy scored the most points. I couldn't go back on my word!"

My mouth dropped open. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Does that sound reasonable to you?"

"I made the same offer to both teams in the game against West." Heather grinned. "We won..."

"Heather!"

"Oh, grow up Mr. Julius..."

'This is not normal." I was flabbergasted. "This not how the world works."

"Expelled. I can't believe it." Heather let out a sigh. "At least Tommy will get expelled, too."

"I guess that's up to the AD at Morris." I replied.

"So I could get kicked out of school for giving a blowjob, and nothing would happen to Tommy for getting one?" She rolled her eyes. "That's sexist bullshit!"

"My guess is they'll have to expel Tommy after what happened gets out."

Heather looked confused. "What do you mean 'gets out'?"

"Only I know about this." I gestured toward my desk. "I haven't filed the paperwork yet."

You could see a scheme forming in Heather's mind. A devilish smile crossed her lips. She reached out and touched my hand.

"So what if..." She let out a little laugh. "What if Tommy hasn't been expelled yet? You wouldn't have to expel me, would you?"

I gulped. What was she suggesting? A filfthy quid pro quo?

"If they haven't expelled Tommy and no one else knows, it could be our secret." Heather giggled. "It would fun having a secret with you, Mr. Julius..."

It had been a tough year for me. My marriage of 10 years had broken up. My job as a high school athletic director, already hectic enough had added 3 new varsity sports this year and the cheerleading program had been rolled into my department. Newly single, too busy to even consider dating, yet forced to spend a portion of my workdays supervising the most attractive girls in our high school who I dared not even think about in 'that' way.

"Look, Heather," I gathered myself, "what you did can't be ignored. It demands discipline."

"Ooh!" She squealed. "I like that!"

"Stop it, Heather! There is no way..."

"Tommy is Morris High's best player," she interrupted, "I bet they're in no hurry to expel him."

"So what?"

"Call them. She'd shot me a wicked grin, "if they expelled him, expel me and I'll leave you alone."

"If not?"

"I'll give you a reason not to expel me." She gave her lips a sultry lick. "Tommy didn't complain... until we got caught."

"If you think..."

"I see the way you look at me.' She interrupted again. "C'mon... give them a call. Keep your options open."

All I had to do was expel Heather and this would all be over. I can't explain why, but I picked up the phone and called the Morris AD. Heather sat across my desk from me and listened intently.

"Quite a situation we have here Joe." I said after a couple of minutes of small-talk. "I can't see any other option but to expel the girl."

"I know what you mean, Ray," the Morris AD replied, "you like to give a kid another chance, I'd like to give Tommy a chance. I've got a number of college recruiters sniffing around here. I'd hate for something like this to side-track the kid's future."

"So you haven't taken any action yet?" I asked.

Heather arched an eyebrow then stood. She made a slow walk around the desk and stood beside me, her hip brushing against my arm.

"Not as of yet." The AD replied. "It would complicate things if your student were expelled."

I considered what I said next.

"Well, every kid deserves a second chance.' I glanced up at Heather. She grinned at me. "I'll take her under my wing. She'll be a special project."

Heather spun my chair toward her and slowly dropped to her knees.

"They sure do," the AD replied, "I'm glad we were able to come to an agreement."

Heather deftly unzipped my slacks and fished out my stiffening member, smiling up at me as she did.

"Me too." I gave Heather a lusty glance as she stroked me to readiness.

"I'd like to talk to you about this upcoming city tournament while I've got you on the phone." Joe said as Heather lashed at my now engorged cock head with a pointed tongue.

"Uh-huh..." My ability to respond was becoming severely compromised.

Heather looked up at me, winked and mouthed "thank you" before kissing my throbbing tool. I continued to listen to my phone call, but my attention was divided. I wasn't sure if Joe could tell, but I was barely listening as Heather nibbled lightly on my shaft.

"Ray, are you still there?" Joe asked, and I realized I hadn't spoken in a bit.

"Yeah," I placed my free hand on the back of Heather's head, "what was that again?"

"I was asking about sharing the profits at a concession booth with your program."

"Oh," I said grabbing a handful of Heather's curly locks, "that's usually handled by our activities staff. Give me the details again."

As the AD share his plans, I forced Heather's head down.pushing my rigid cock into her now sucking mouth. The vision was unbelievable, this cute, high school cheerleader's head bobbing in my lap. On all fours, her tiny skirt rode up exposing her shiny panties.

"That all sounds good, Joe. Why don't I transfer you to activities and you can hammer out the details with them."

"Sure Ray. Are you OK?"

"Never been better." I transferred the call and hung up the phone.

Heather began sucking in earnest, picking up the pace, taking more of me in her mouth, moaning slightly on each stroke. I gave into the pleasure, throwing my head back and experiencing the feeling, relishing it.

"You are so fucking hard!" Heather moaned, taking me from her mouth momentarily.

"Don't stop." I forced myself back into her mouth.

She bobbed her head, faster now. Loud slurping sounds coming from my groin, a soft moan escaped my lips. My free hand grabbed more hair and I began truly fucking her mouth. Heather was so enthusiastic, a vital characteristic for a cheerleader. She was taking all I chose to give her. In my excitement, I was rougher than usual

She removed me from her mouth. "Are you close? We need to finish up so I can go to practice.

The thought of Heather practicing cheers after I fed her a mouthful of my goo excited me, but I had more in mind for this dirty cheerleader.

"Bend over my desk and take off your panties."

"WHAT?" Heather stared at me wide eyed.

"I didn't expel you, but I can't let you stay on the team after the business with Tommy," it was my turn to shoot a wicked grin, "unless you want to play ball..."

"You are an evil man." Then her voice turned demure. "Please Mr. Julius. I'll do ANYTHING to stay on the cheer team."

Damn. She was enjoying this.

"Then do as you were told Heather."

"But I've never done anything in my uniform before."

We both knew it was bullshit, but I enjoyed her playfulness. She bent over my desk, dropped her panties to her ankles and lifted her little pleated skirt, exposing her ass.

"Is this how you want it, sir?" She bit the end of her pinkie.

"Spread your legs." I came up behind her and dropped my pants pointing my hard-on at her. "Is this what you want,Heather? Tell me!"

"If it keeps me on the team," she breathed, "I'll do anything you want."

"Oh baby," I thrust into her, "earn it!"

I

"Ooooh!" She put her hands flat on the desk. "Fuck me Mr. Julius!"

I drove my tool into her mercilessly, her cunt tight around me. Heather's groans were low, accentuated by the slap of my hips against her firm bottom.

"Oh, Mr. Julius," Heather's voice was labored. Her breath was shallow, "tell me i'm still on the team."

I hammered her slick hole harder, delighting in her moans. It felt so amazing. The vision of this cute cheerleader taking my powerful thrusts while bent over my desk was just so dirty.,watching her ass jiggle taking me to new heights of ecstasy.

"Please Mr. Julius," Heather's voice moaned, "tell me I earned my way back on the team."

"I need to finish in your mouth."

"Now?'

I pulled my cock from her cunt. "On your knees! Take it!"

Heather dutifully turned around, fell to her knees, opened her mouth and pointed to it. I slammed my spasming cock into her gullet as it exploded, shooting jet after jet of my seed which she greedily down.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed my knees going weak. "You are such a dirty girl.

Heather grabbed her panties off the floor, put them on and started to leave.

"Where do you think you're going?" I asked sternly.

"To practice," she turned to face me, " I'm still on the team, right?"

"Yeah," I said, "but this was just a down payment. I'll need this every week from now on."

"Sure thing Mr. Julius." She kissed me on the forehead, turned around and skipped off to practice...