Tom (18 yrs.) is a quiet senior student who received an athletic scholarship for college in tennis. He's low-key who isn't on social media at all. He only follows his P.E. coach who helped him get that 4-year scholarship. It's winter and Tom always plays inside an indoor tennis court at the city gym. He is finished and heads to the locker room.
Tom is naked under a hot shower. He stands at 5'8" who has short brown hair. His slender body has toned muscles reaching from the shoulders to the thighs. He also has full round butt-cheeks.
He doesn't know that he's being watched. A small window is open above which looks straight down at him. He turns around but doesn't see the window close quickly.
The next day after Math class. Tom looks at his iPhone in the hallway. A text message has a photo attached. His eyes grow big who recognizes the woman in that picture. Her name is Elena (26 yrs.) who is a red-headed secretary (38-24-34) at the high school. She's popular with the male teachers and students.
Tom walks outside and looks at Elena's photo again. She's wearing a white see-through "nightie." She has dollar-size, pink, nipple areolas and a thick red pussy. Her text message only says, "Hi Tom" along with her phone number.
That afternoon. Tom finishes up his tennis workout at the city gym. He walks over to the bench and drops his racket. He pulls a towel from his duffle bag and grabs his iPhone too. He smiles and then calls Elena.
ELENA: Hi Tom. Glad you called me.
TOM: Um... Hi, Miss Elena. You have an incredible body.
ELENA: Thanks, and so do you.
TOM: I do?
ELENA: Yeah, (chuckles). There's a window above the men's shower.
TOM: Here, in the city gym?
ELENA: Yes. I've been watching you from up there.
TOM: Did you take photos? I don't want them on the internet.
ELENA: No, I didn't. Don't put mine on the internet either.
TOM: I won't. Uh... Miss... What about your boyfriend?
ELENA: What boyfriend? I've been waiting for you to break up with Cassie.
TOM: I did last October.
ELENA: I dropped Jake last week.
TOM: Miss... I can't stop thinking about your body. It's so hot.
ELENA: Thanks... Call me Elena.
TOM: Uh... Okay Elena. There's a hotel behind the school's tennis courts.
ELENA: I know where it is.
TOM: Friday night after the basketball game. Room 110.
ELENA: Tom, I can't wait. By the way, your coach gave me your number.
The next day. Tom stands in coach Brady's (36 yrs.) office. He looks at Tom's iPhone in complete shock.
Coach says, "Holy shit. I asked her out and she said no."
Tom laughs, "You did? Sorry about that, sir."
Coach replies, "Goddamn... Those-huge-incredible-fucking tits.!!"
Tom smiles, "She's been watching me."
Coach asks, "I forgot that she asked for your phone number."
Tom answers, "I got a hotel room."
Coach asks, "Behind the tennis courts?"
Tom nods, "Yes sir, this Friday night."
The Friday night game is over. The hotel is surround by bushes and trees. The door of room 110 is at the far left. A tiny walk-way goes around that corner with more windows.
The trees draw shade from the night lights. The curtains are closed, but the left side has an opening. Coach Brady waits in his truck for both Tom and Elena to enter room 110. He waits a few more minutes to make sure nobody will see him.
Coach whispers, "I bet they're already fucking."
He climbs out of his truck and quickly runs through the parking lot. He reaches room 110 and steps around to the far end of the windows. He peeks inside.
Tom and Elena are naked on the bed. Her butt-cheeks are on the edge with both legs lifted up into the air. His head is in between those legs with both hands wrapped around her thighs.
Tom's 7-inch cock is buried inside of her red pussy. He is pushing in fast and hard. His body slams against her buttocks.
Coach whispers, "Goddamn Tom. You're so shy and gentleman like... Go ahead... Fuck her good."
Inside The Hotel Room.
Tom watches her massive tits jiggle as he pushes in hard.
