Coachs Orders Enhanced Protein

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All characters in this story are over 18 and purely creations of fiction. Everything depicted is intended to be consensual acts involving adults. This is meant to be a fun story with only a loose connection to real life. This is meant to be read for enjoyment, so hopefully you have some fun reading it. Thanks!**

Ever since we had met back when I was just an awkward teenage boy I always had an interesting and fairly unique relationship with my best friend. I was usually quite straight-laced and reluctant to even break even the spirit of any rules, while she had a wild nature and refused to be bound by anything. I tried to plan out each step of my life in meticulous detail and she loved to live life moment by moment, not caring how the next one would find her. Her free-spirit got her into more trouble than I could list, but she nearly always found a way to weasel out of any real repercussions. In fact, in spite of her refusal to adhere to nearly any of society's standards she always seemed to jump from one success to another, living her life as best as she could.

So in my mid-thirties when all the order and planning that I had built my life upon fell apart, and the job where I had spent nearly a decade since college climbing up the corporate ladder collapsed and I was fired, I sought out the one person I knew who thrived in chaos. Hearing my story she eagerly agreed to set up a hang out together at her place the Saturday after I had been let go from my job.

The plan was pretty simple. A few beers, some pizza, a few more beers, then some video games and perhaps a couple more beers as we watched an old movie that we had loved when we were younger. A night designed to take my mind off anything and everything and just relax. I didn't plan for it to solve any problem, or to give me anything resembling a new direction in life, but for once in my life something I hadn't planned proved to be the best thing I could have asked for.

When I got to her place with a six-pack in hand Tori opened the door and immediately threw herself towards me and hugged me tightly before pulling me inside her home. "God, it's been way too fucking long that we had a guys' night David. I just wish it didn't take you losing your job to make it happen." Tori lamented as she took my arm and pulled me further into her house. While there wasn't anything remotely masculine at all about Tori she had always acted and referred to herself as one of the guys.

Letting out a low and tired sigh I nodded as I trudged along with her, handing her the beers I was carrying when she reached for them. "Yeah I know, I've been a terrible friend in that regard. I really thought that I was so damned close to that vice president promotion, and then I'd finally have time to catch up with you." I confessed as she half guided half shoved me onto her couch. That promotion had been dangled in front of me for some time, and I had spent countless overtime hours and even weekends working and trying to prove that I was worthy of it.

Tori sauntered off into the kitchen, putting away the beers I brought to save them for later while they chilled and bringing back some already cold ones. "You never figured out how to live the life going on right now, did you? Always pining away for some distant future where it would be all sorted out because you followed some plan you made." Tori stated as she walked to me and handed over an opened beer before taking a swig of one in her other hand.

She stood in front of me dressed in a long and oversized light gray t-shirt that went down to right above her knees. This was the closest to a dress that I had ever seen Tori wear. It clung to her chest just enough that I could see her nipples poking out letting me know she wasn't wearing a bra. This wasn't strange at all for Tori, who thought bodies were made to be seen and delighted in no matter what, and hated the concept of modesty and the idea she needed to cover up a natural part of her body because prudes didn't like being reminded women had nipples. But this didn't go so far as to intentionally expose herself, at least not on a regular basis. What mattered most to Tori was her own comfort and sense of fashion, however that might be expressed that day. So she might have been wearing some baggy athletic shorts just hidden under her shirt, but equally probable was the chance she was wearing some lace panties she thought were cute, or even nothing at all.

If it was any other woman as beautiful as Tori standing in front of me, the idea that she very well might be wearing nothing but a t-shirt would have both shocked and excited me. But with Tori it was different, her potential lack of clothing just a part of life. It wasn't that she was unattractive, not at all. She was most definitely beautiful. The one thing she had kept constant in her ever changing lifestyle was her dedication to keeping herself fit and in shape. And nature had certainly done its part in endowing her with an abundance of gorgeous attributes. Her face was symmetrical and well proportioned, and she had the brightest and kindest eyes of anyone I knew. Even at her skinniest she always had wonderfully full breasts which were the envy of every other woman she met, and she had a perfectly juicy ass.

So there had always been a part of me that was definitely attracted to Tori, but our friendship had always superseded that. That's not to say doing so had been easy. Especially with her attitude towards free expression with her body and her having a very casual view towards sex. So ever since the end of high school there had been a strong sexual tension between Tori and I, but somehow we had never let it influence us enough that we made moves on one another. It had come dangerously close sometimes, including once when we figured out we were both casually hooking up with the same girl. When that had been revealed we had gotten quite close to all three hopping into bed together. Tori had been all in for it, but my cold feet and reluctance had made the encounter fizzle out. There were just too many unknowns resulting from heading down that path for me at that time, and what it might have meant for my friendship with Tori. And in the end it wasn't something I could plan for so I chose not to let it happen.

None of that was on my mind though as I took a long drink of the beer and settled back into Tori's couch. "Well it was going all according to my plan, or at least I thought it was. I mean I was working as hard as I could and there finally seemed to be a payout coming to reward me. But once again it all just slipped away leaving me with nothing" I replied to her as she took a seat right next to me.

Leaning into my side lightly Tori put her head on my shoulder, which she knew was always a good way to comfort me. "Leaving you with nothing? You going to start having money problems soon, bud? Maybe now you can hopefully get Mary to finally chip in some and start contributing?" She asked, mentioning my girlfriend who had been living with me.

I shook my head and let out a low sigh. "No, I shouldn't have any money problems for a while. I saved most of my paychecks every month and I actually got a very good severance package from my job. So that won't be an issue for quite some time. But as soon as Mary heard the news she dumped me and packed her bags. She left so quickly she didn't even say goodbye." I answered her, feeling even more gloomy at admitting how my love life was going just as bad as my career.

Leaning away from me Tori twisted in her seat to face me more directly. "That fucking bitch, I always thought she was some gold digging freeloader. You're better without her David, I can tell you that for certain." I wasn't surprised by the venom in her words towards Mary. With the few women I did have somewhat long term relationships with, Tori had never had an issue with any of them. Mary was the exception, which had led me to spending less and less time with Tori recently.

Giving her a half-hearted shrug I took another sip of my beer. "Maybe, but right now I'd rather not talk too much about all that stuff. I want tonight to be a vacation from all the woes I created for myself. So while we wait for the pizza, why don't you tell me what you've been up to lately?" I asked Tori, trying to shrug off my somber sadness with only partial success.

Tori narrowed her eyes at me, letting me know just how much she didn't like me avoiding my issues instead of trying to confront them. "Fine, but you know you can always vent to me whenever you want." She insisted as she took my hand and looked at me seriously. And in that moment I felt like out of all the choices I had made, the one that proved to best stand the test of time was maintaining my friendship with her.

Letting the somewhat tender moment hang in the air for a second, Tori then quickly removed all seriousness from her face and smiled with some mischievous intention. "But anyways I have so much to tell you. I got this new job and it has just been endlessly both so weird and so fun. Every time I think it can't get more ridiculous, these girls just go and prove me wrong." She rattled out with unbridled glee. And her joy was infectious, so I found myself eager to hear more about what she was talking about.

Letting go of my hand and leaning back Tori settled into what I called her 'storyteller mode'. "So, I had just quit that job doing lifeguarding at that country club and was looking for something new when I found it at the strangest place. I was at my gym relaxing after a workout in the sauna, in one they reserve for clothing optional use. Which is by the way still too prudish since they don't let it be coed. But anyways I was in there practicing some of my tantric poses when this lady walks in and stops me. I thought she was about to go off on some rant about me needing to cover up or something but it turns out she was so impressed by my flexibility she wanted to know if I wanted to be hired to help coach this team for her." Tori had a habit of rambling a bit when she got overexcited, but many years of listening to her long winded streams of consciousness and monologues had given me the ability to focus and follow along with her narrative.

Nodding along as I took small sips of my beer I wondered quite where this was going. Tori had no lack of supremely interesting stories, but this she seemed to signal that this one was especially spectacular and truly out of the ordinary. Knowing that I probably couldn't rush her I settled in to just listen. "And as much as I appreciated her compliment I was about to tell her that I wasn't any sort of teacher, and that I didn't know the first thing about coaching. But then she dropped her towel and revealed that she had the hottest body I had ever seen on someone her age. I mean she was a total smokeshow. That made me shut up long enough to listen to her pitch. It turned out she was part of some sort of athletic academy for the super rich, and I mean super rich. These people didn't just have big houses and fancy cars. No, they have yachts with pools bigger than most houses and collect planes like some people collect stamps. So with that sort of money backing this job I couldn't refuse to have at least an interview with this lady the next day." Tori recounted this all and then paused, taking her first breath since starting.

I gave her a chuckle and crossed my arms, knowing decently well what she was about to say next, especially since she had focused on the attractiveness of the lady she had met. "So you went in for the interview and then had sex with the sexy older lady, right?" I asked, giving Tori a smirk. She had a nearly insatiable sexual appetite, something that might have been a problem for anyone but her. Tori also possessed the incredible and somewhat infuriating luck of being able to get nearly anyone into a bed with her with just the simplest of work.

Tori stuck her tongue out at me at my prediction, knowing how much I liked to poke fun at her for sleeping around so much. In truth I didn't care too much about that though, and I was happy that my friend could find joy so easily. And thankfully she knew that as well, though we both still used the chances we got to tease each other. "No, I actually did the interview with her, got through the whole thing with both of us keeping all of our clothes on. I only slept with her the day after." Tori proclaimed with some pride, as if waiting a whole day to get under the sheets with a potential boss was an accomplishment of great restraint and self-control.

I couldn't help but laugh at this, which helped me forget some of my own sorrow. "So anyway, with the promised salary as well as the promise of working with that foxy cougar I did agree to become an assistant coach specializing in flexibility. And god what a whole circus this thing turned out to be. And oh, I never told you what kind of team it was. I won't make you guess because you would never figure it out. But it's cheerleading!" She exclaimed, and I nearly jumped in surprise.

That did truly shock me. Back in high school Tori had been the last type of person to join a cheerleader squad, and that part of her hadn't changed since then. So it was quite crazy to hear that she had started to help coach one. This also brought me to another question. "So is this part of some school then?" I questioned her, leaning in closer as my curiosity grew. For multiple reasons I couldn't imagine Tori being hired at basically any school, so this perplexed me.

Shaking her head, Tori let out a chuckle. "No, that's the thing. This team is just about cheerleading in and of itself. They don't go and dance for football games during timeouts or anything, but they do go across the country for all sorts of competitions. And they've won quite a few. Their training center has a whole hallway filled with trophies and awards. That's part of the prestige of the place and the reason so many daughters of the ultra wealthy join." Tori explained.

I had heard of competitive cheerleading being a sport, so once she explained that it made a bit more sense that this academy wasn't associated with any school. "So when I first started I was one of like five assistant couches, and we all had our specialities to focus on. There is also the head coach, this Russian lady who barely speaks any English and really doesn't want to learn anymore than she already does. She must have some sort of crazy good reputation because she gets to dictate her own working conditions exactly. She doesn't show up until half an hour after practice has officially started and leaves exactly half an hour before it ends, leaving the work of getting the girls ready and warmed up as well as cooling them down and wrapping up practice for us assistant coaches." Tori continued to say, her words only getting faster which made me guess we hadn't even got to the most interesting part of her tale.

"That wasn't so bad when there was a whole team of assistant coaches, but only a week after I started every single other assistant coach quit. I heard that some other team halfway across the country had offered them a juicy deal to move there and join them. God the parents were angry at that. And my boss too. While the head coach does all the real training so that wasn't an issue, there is some sort of rule that says there has to be at least two assistant coaches. And the deadline to meet that requirement is coming up fast before the team has to pull out of contests for the season. So we are looking for anyone that we can find to fill that slot. My boss is so desperate that she's even told me that if it's someone I know she wouldn't even require an interview or any sort of qualifications. She'd just hire them on my recommendation alone so that they don't get penalized." As she got to this point in her story I began to sense a motive beyond just wanting to share an interesting tale. Tori had from time to time attempted to convince me to join her in whatever wild scheme she was part of right then, but she had never managed to bring me on board with any of them. So now when I was at my most desperate she was trying again.

I didn't challenge her on that though. For one I couldn't be entirely sure that she was trying to recruit me into this crazy idea, and since I was at quite a low point I wasn't as adverse to trying something wild as I normally was. "So I've been asking around and seeing if anyone might want to help out. You'd think it would be easy since it comes with a huge paycheck and there is hardly much real work. I mean the head coach does all the real training, so all I and whoever would join me would do is just make sure the girls are ready by the time she arrives. And it's not like these are all some wild children. This academy actually only lets athletes who are at least 18 join, so they are all adults, and actually act fairly mature in most regards." She informed me, leaning in a bit closer and making solid eye contact.

"All this person would need is to fill one of the several open assistant coach roles. I mean they could even just be the nutrition specialist, who's only real role is to make sample meal plans that show how to get a good balanced diet." Tori said as she looked away and off to the side before letting out an exasperated sigh.

I now knew for certain exactly where she was going with this, and she definitely knew I had figured it out as well. But we went through the ritual of having her actually say it out loud. "And hey, you took a couple nutrition classes back in college to help you get more ripped, didn't you? I mean that alone would make you more than qualified to get this job, especially with how I could vouch for you." Tori proposed, trying to pass it off as a casual idea she had only just thought of.

Instead of quickly dismissing her idea like I might have if I actually still had some idea of what I was doing with my life I thought it over. It did seem like quite an easy gig, but for someone like Tori things always turned out easier than they did for anyone else in the same situation. While her workload might be easy and mostly carefree the second I signed on my luck might have me saddled with much rougher conditions. "I just don't know Tori, I mean I really don't think I'm cut out for trying to deal with all the drama that comes with so many girls that age." I asserted, thinking that was probably the safest complaint to make that even Tori would find hard to refute.

Tori surprised me though and only smiled wider and shook her head at my protest. "That won't be a problem at all, I promise. I mean, when I first started there was plenty of bickering between them all. But once it was just me getting them ready every practice and handling them afterwards I found some very good solutions. I started doing some guided meditation with them before we did anything else which has done wonders for the group dynamic. And ever since I started to lecture them on the virtues of being proud and open with their own beauty and to stop comparing themselves to each other, they went from hiding in bathrooms so they could change clothes to being totally comfortable around each other no matter what. And now that they can look at each other without judgment they've started to compliment one another freely and it's really boosted morale. They even started using the showers at the academy, instead of waiting to do that at home!" She insisted, making it seem like her work had changed a bunch of unruly young women into a harmonious commune of free love hippies. Which to be fair wasn't the most wild idea for Tori. She had a habit of growing networks of positivity all around her, at least whenever she stayed in one place long enough for that to happen. I was struck a bit by the mention of using the showers. Though gym showers often could be awkward to use, Tori made it seem like for some reason the biggest achievement of all for them to use the ones at the academy.