The head secretary at Lakeville High School, Cindy Morgan, had been bugging Bret for months to take her sister on a date. But between football season and the tight pussies he'd been involved with lately, he hadn't found the time. To entice the coach further, Cindy finally brought in a photo of her sister, Kara. That's all it took. It was a picture of the two of them in sexy dresses at a wedding reception. They were both hot.
Bret had checked Cindy out on the first day of school. After dropping some hints to other teachers that he found her to be incredibly sexy, Bret was bummed to find out she was, as one teacher put it, "untouchable."
"Don't even try to make it with her," the teacher told Bret. "She's one of the biggest flirts in town, but she's faithful."
Turning his attention back to the photo, Bret guessed that Kara was about 5-9 with what appeared to be gorgeous tits. She had reddish-blonde hair that was tied up in this particular photo. Bret wouldn't mind seeing it down, he thought.
He finally gave in to Cindy and told her to tell Kara to call him. After all, it was their idea. Kara did call, and they talked for an hour on the phone after scheduling their date.
Kara was in her mid-20s and divorced but without children. She had been the victim of marriage at a very early age -- 19 -- and it had lasted all of 3 years. She had dated other men, Cindy said, but no one struck her fancy. And Cindy assured Bret Kara wasn't looking for a long-term relationship, just a fun outing or two.
Perfect, the coach thought. The night before the game with Highland, which was Senior Night, Bret spoke on the phone with Pamela George, who begged the coach not to lose on purpose to Highland.
"Don't you want us in the playoffs, too?" Pamela said. "Don't you wanna stay in the same hotel as me at the state championships?" Bret assured his hot Valley Falls cheerleader that the Raiders would not throw the game. He assured her they'd have their fun during the state playoffs, whether it was at his house or in a hotel somewhere.
The way the playoff system worked, the first two rounds were held at schools that were participating. The championship game was part of a two-day event where all four divisions conducted their final game. The championship game would be in the 15,000-seat Robertson Dome in Curtis where Curtis College played its football games.
If Lakeville defeated Highland, the Raiders, more than likely, would be the No. 2 seed into the state playoffs. That meant they would play their first two games at home -- as long as they won. The third game -- the championship game -- would be on the neutral artificial turf field of the Robertson Dome.
Later that night, Bret drove to Weston and picked Kara up at her house. She wore a floral skirt and white cotton blouse with large blue buttons down the front. It was very low-cut, even without any of the buttons being undone. Dinner turned into dinner with many drinks, but Kara didn't seem to mind. Bret didn't drink as much as Kara because he was driving, but he was also able to handle more booze than she could.
While at dinner, Bret ran into Josh Barlow and his girlfriend, Sara. The couple owned a gym in Weston that used to belong to Sara's parents before they moved to Florida to retire. Josh was a former running back for Lakeville who didn't quite make it at the college level. He went to Curtis College for awhile, but he missed Sara too much. The 3-hour drive from Curtis to Lakeville on weekends to be with Sara began wearing on him. And when he wasn't seeing much playing time on the gridiron, he dropped out of school and returned to Lakeville.
He worked at the gym Sara's parents owned until they decided to retire. Josh and Sara took the opportunity to buy the gym and were making a pretty good go of it. Josh, who cared deeply about the fortunes of the Lakeville athletic teams, had volunteered to come to practice on days when the Raiders lifted weights. Bret happily agreed and thought Josh was an instrumental part of the Raiders' success because of his weight training.
"You really oughta check out our gym sometime," Josh said to the coach. Bret had been working out with the players but found that sometimes he was taking them away from their own lifting because they were spotting him.
"Yeah, I really should, Josh," Bret said. "Maybe when the season's over, I can get on a schedule and come into your gym. I'm sure the facilities are a tad bit better than our school weight room."
Josh and Sara laughed. They knew they had a very nice facility in Weston and were proud of the gym. But they were modest, too. They weren't about to downplay the weight facilities at Lakeville High School. They appeared to be a great couple -- Bret wondered why they weren't married. But, he thought, they were young and enjoying being young and running the gym. Sara had dark brown -- almost black -- hair past her shoulders. As one would expect, she had a nice body and a great tan. And so did Josh.
For a brief moment, Bret pictured the beautiful couple fucking in the gym after hours. He wasn't sure if that fantasy got him going or if it was the soft, smooth hand on his thigh, massaging back and forth.
It was Kara, who obviously wanted to change the subject from gyms to something else. And so Bret did, cutting off Josh and telling him he'd be in touch. Bret got the check and he and Kara got into his Jeep and drove away.
"Where to?" he asked, hoping she'd give him the answer she wanted.
"Well, it's early," she said. "We could catch a boring movie or we could spend the rest of the time at my place."
"What's the address again?" the coach asked. They both laughed.
Kara unlocked the door and then locked it behind the couple.
"I've had entirely too much to drink," she laughed and then fell into the coach's arms. "But not too much to know what I'm doing. Or what I want to do."
"And what's that?" the coach asked.
"Just this. Only this."
She wrapped her arms around Bret, and their mouths parted slowly, their tongues dancing gently and sensuously together. His hands ran all over her -- face, back, breasts, legs. Hers made a beeline for his hard ass and she squeezed. His hands slid under her skirt.
Massaging her thighs and moving his hand closer, he slid his fingers beneath her thong panties and began to rub her already moist clitoris. She moaned ever so slightly and pushed him back against the kitchen counter. Meanwhile she fumbled for his zipper, reaching down his underwear to grab his already stiff member. Squeezing it hard she began to rub it. She could feel pre cum on the end. She pushed him back to stop. She then undid his belt, pushed down his jeans and pulled out his cock.
Eight inches long, the largest she'd ever seen. She took it into her mouth and slowly began to suck it, as she squeezed the shaft at the base. She bobbed her head on it back and forth back and forth. She then blew him away taking it all the way down her throat.
Bret's eyes were rolling in the back of his head. Kara definitely knew what she was doing. Those were the most perfectly pursed lips wrapped around his hardened prick. Kara built up pace until the precum oozed a little more, and Bret's moaning built up further and further. She rubbed his cock and squeezed a little harder. She had sucked enough cock to know when a man was about to blow. And blow he did. Bret couldn't believe how intense his orgasm was.
Grabbing her by her hair, he slammed his raging cock in deep into her mouth. Pulsing madly, he shot load after load after load down Kara's waiting throat. Her tongue licked the last of him clean.
