Lisa Jackson knew better. She had been so careful for so long, had hidden her predilection for girls from everyone around her, even dating some of the male teachers at the small town school where she taught gym and coached volleyball. She even had sex with a couple of them, not enough to cause a scandal, but enough to offset any suspicions about her sexual preferences. She didn't mind having sex with guys, but she had discovered in college under the tutelage of her then coach where her true desires lay.
She had always been athletic and tomboyish as a kid, right up through high school, landing a volleyball scholarship at a nationally ranked university. She looked far from the typical butchy lesbian stereotype though. Her small frame was toned and fit for sure, but not muscular or thick. She had never had any trouble attracting guys, or girls for that matter, and had been told numerous times by lovers that her ass was a work of art. Her breasts were small but firm, as was the rest of her, her shoulder length brown hair framing a very pretty face, a little mouth of the type usually described as pouty, and big innocent liquid brown eyes that made her appear far younger than her 32 years.
Once she had landed her current job, she knew she had to keep her personal life secret though, the small town she lived in would never put up with a lesbian coaching their daughters, not out in the open anyway. And despite all the half naked young ladies she spent most of her work life around, she was never tempted, not really anyway. Not until Julie Collins, that is.
Julie was a player on the girls volleyball team she coached in addition to her duties as a gym instructor, and despite her never giving any clues, Julie knew. She was constantly in Lisa's office with mysterious upper thigh ailments, her leg often upon Lisa's desk, her panties and more exposed to Lisa's view. Though she had resisted for the better part of the year, Julie's 18 year old body had taken a firm hold of her subconscious and she sometimes used her shower jet to get off in the tub, imagining all the depraved things she'd like to do to young Ms. Collins. She never had any intention of acting on those thoughts though. Unfortunately for Coach Jackson, Julie had other ideas.
She should have sent Julie packing when she came into Lisa's office earlier, clearly up to no good, and complaining about another "groin pull". She certainly should not have allowed Julie to show her where it hurt by grabbing Lisa's hand and placing it on her pussy. She should have put up some resistance when Julie returned the favor, but the young student's hand and her coach's pussy had become instant friends, Lisa's panties becoming drenched in seconds. There was no doubt she never should have let Julie open her shirt, push up her bra and work on her instantly hardened nipples with teeth and tongue, but by the time Julie's expert mouth reached her young teacher's box, Lisa was beyond caring and beyond regrets. She leaned back and allowed her student to take charge. Her orgasm, when it came, was earthshaking, she let out one long "ooooooooh" and titled her head back. She was in another world, which made what came next even more startling.
"What the hell is going on here?!??!" a male voice yelled.
Lisa snapped back to reality instantly, her eyes popping open and revealing one of the male professors of the school standing in the doorway to her office, hands on hips and apparently angry as hell. She stood abruptly, suddenly realizing she was stark naked except for her socks, which didn't cover much. She tried to cover herself and explain ( ha! ) and find her clothes all at once and accomplished none of those things, just yammering nonsensically. The professor held up a hand.
" Stop. Don't bother, it's obvious what's going on here, and with a student? Lisa I am surprised at you." He said.
She watched the professors glance take in her naked body, and then down to Julie who was also somehow naked. When the hell had that happened? Oh this was bad, so very bad.
"I have to report this, you know that." The professor continued. Lisa was annoyed it had to be him, one of the few men at the school that she actually liked, and actually found halfway attractive.
"I understand...just let me get dressed and then I will resign. "she said, eyes downcast. She hoped he just let her quit. If this got out, she'd have to leave the state to find another job. Julie jumped to her defense, running over to the professor, still naked and begging him
"Please don't say anything professor, please. We'll do anything, just don't tell." The professor looked disconcerted by the proximity of the naked young teenager and tried to push her away. Julie persisted though, detailing her offer more thoroughly.
