"Now you're just pissing me off," she said watching him execute a perfect T-stop. "How am I supposed to teach you if you get everything so quickly?"
He grinned at her, that cheeky sexy grin that she had fallen for, "What can I say, you're a good teacher."
They continued to skate around the track for the rest of the session. He had only just started derby with his kids. From the first day she had felt a connection with him, and was sure he felt something too. Every session she got a tingle and a rush of blood when he walked into the rink. She hoped something would come of it.
The session ended and she skated to the bench. She sat down, removed her knee pads, and began massaging her knees. Her knees had been bad for a while, he knew that.
"Still having issues?"
She nodded.
"Let me have a look." He moved next to her lifting her legs onto his lap. His touch produced shivers down her spine, it was electric. He kneaded the muscles around her knees. It felt so good to have his fingers manipulating her legs.
"Your quads are so tight," he said moving a hand up her thigh.
She took a deep breath; half hoping he would notice how excited she was. His hand moved up further, fingers pressing into her inner thigh. He was so close to her pussy, she wondered if he could feel the heat radiating from it.
"Have you hurt your knee again?" She hadn't noticed her assistant coach walk over.
"Nah, just the usual." She placed her legs back on the ground, attempting to conceal her excitement.
"So, we ready for the sleepover tonight?" I asked.
"Yeah, everything is organized. See you at 7pm?"
"Yep, I will be there," she stated.
Her assistant left them alone.
"Okay," he said, getting up from the bench, "I guess we'll see you tonight."