Zach said, "I have an idea. Let me make a phone call." He got up, pulled his phone out, and walked over to the wall. We watched him on the phone, talking, waving his hands around, and finally smiling, hang up and walk back to us.
"I've got it," he said to us as he sat down beside Sara. Taking her hand in his and looking at us he explained he had a cousin in Central City where the football game was to take place. The cousin had an apartment and owed him a big favor. So for the evening, we were getting his apartment with the promise we'd take care of it.
The girls were excited, almost to the point of jumping up and down. Sara leaned over and kissed Zach on the cheek, giving him a hug. I gave Zach a big smile and a wink.
The rest of the day was pretty normal. As we were dressing for soccer practice, one of the guys said, "Did you see the cute blonde with Zach at lunch?".
"Yeah," another guy said, "Is that how you got the scratches, Zach?"
Zach threw a towel at him and said, "A gentleman never tells."
After practice, while we were in the shower, Coach Ramirez came over and said, "Scott, Ricky, Jason see me after you are done."
We looked at each other and shrugged. After drying off and getting dressed, the three of us walked to his office.
"I've decided," Coach said, "to make you three the co-captains this year. Congratulations."
We high-fived each other and thanked the coach. As we turned and started to leave, he said, "Ricky, just a moment."
"Are your parents back?" he asked me.
"Yeah, coach," I said, "They got back this afternoon."
"I'd like to stop by and meet them," he said, "About seven if that is okay."
"It should be coach," I said, "That is well after dinner."
I left and went home. My parents were there and very excited. They had landed the big contract they were after and were happy about me being one of the co-captains on the team. They had no problem with Coach coming for a visit.
I sent Coach a text that my parents were looking forward to meeting him. He sent me a text back.
"I think I'll take you with me after the visit. Tell them it is a captain's meeting. We can come back to my place."
I sent back to him, "That sounds great. I'm looking forward to it."
"Good," he replied, "Wear something sexy."
After dinner, I cleaned up and put on a skimpy pair of thong underwear, a short tee shirt, and a pair of high-cut shorts that let part of my ass cheeks hang out.
Coach showed up on time and we all had a nice chat about the team and the upcoming season. He told them how much he enjoyed having me on the team and told them he was taking me to a special captain's meeting. He said he'd have me back in time for curfew and they said no problem, as late as you need him. I blushed.
We went out and got into his car. I reached over and laid my hand on his thigh. He smiled at me and said, "You look really hot."
As he drove us to his apartment, I slid my hand up and squeezed the bulge in his slacks. He smiled at me and said, "I think someone is horny tonight."
I leaned over and kissed his neck, unzipping his slacks and sliding my hand inside to squeeze the bulge in his underwear and said, "Horny for you."
We pulled into the parking lot at his apartment building and walked up to the door. As we went in, an older man, bald and chubby, walked out looking at us. He smiled and said, "Enjoy your evening, coach."
Coach Ramirez smiled and said to him, "Oh, I will."
Stepping into his apartment and closing the door, he pulled me against his body and kissed me, passionately. I kissed him back, my arms going around his neck, grinding my body against his.
Pulling away, he said, "Relax and I'll get us a drink."
He walked out to the kitchen and came back in a few minutes with two glasses. Handing me one, we both took a drink of his favorite tequila. He walked over, put on some slow, soft salsa music, and sat on the sofa.
"Strip for me," he said, looking at me, "Give me a show."
I sat my drink down and started to sway with the music. Running my hands over my body, looking at him, I turned and wiggled my ass. Turning back toward him, I slowly pulled my shirt off, still swaying to the music. Tossing it aside, I continued to run my hands over my body.
I pulled my shorts up higher so my ass was hanging out more, turned my back to Coach, and wiggled my ass again. Then I slowly pushed the shorts down, letting them fall to the floor, and stepping out of them. Now with only my thong underwear, I danced around more and worked my way over to the sofa. I noticed the large bulge tenting out his slacks.
I straddled him, sitting on his lap and facing him. I took his face in my hands, leaned over, and put my lips on his, forcing my tongue into his mouth. His hands went to my back as his tongue battled with mine. He slid his hands down my back, cupping my ass cheeks as we continued with our tongue battle, my hands running over his chest.
Pulling back from me, he looked me in the eye and said, "Get your hot little ass in the bedroom."
I jumped up and scurried to the bedroom. He picked up his drink and followed me.
I was lying on the bed when he walked into the bedroom. He looked at me lying there in my thong underwear and smiled.
He quickly took off his clothes and climbed naked on the bed. My eyes fixed on his hard eight-inch uncut cock. He leaned over and grabbed my thong and pulled it off, roughly. I squirmed. He flipped me over onto my stomach and grabbed my hips and lifted them. My face was on the bed, my ass held in the air by his hands and I felt him push his face into my crack, his tongue shoving into me. I mewled as he began to roughly tongue fuck my hole, my hands grabbing at the sheets.
