Author Note** Props to Todd Solondz for the fuck scene idea.
* "This isn't me..this isn't...this can't be..this is not who I am...," the mortally wounded voice of Hope's pride and decency berated inside her head.
Anxiously putting one foot in front of the other as she made her way down the otherwise silent hallway between Coach Addison's office and the boy's locker room, Hope simply couldn't fathom how her life had changed in the past ten minutes.
"If that's not what you are then what is that drying on your cheeks and chin?" another more sarcastic and probing voice in her head chided her already fractured ego.
The lonely echo of her footsteps filling the hallway as she staggered on flimsy knees towards the locker room door, Hope could feel another helping of LJ's semen wash into her belly each time she swallowed. There was nothing philanthropic or charitable about what she was doing, only the blind and selfish pull of what may happen on the other side of that door.
Pushing the heavy wooden door open, like a ghost Hope quickly disappeared inside. She was immediatly met by the age-old smell of a boys locker room. Having never been in one herself, the 5% bleach and 95% stench of sweat was everything and worse than she imagined it to be. Still, the raw pheromones and stark maleness that filled the air caused Hope's loins to swoon as she carefully navigated the cramped space, fearful that at any moment a stray student might pop up from the banks of lockers.
In reality, Hope had nothing to fear. She and LJ were in fact the only two souls remaining on school grounds, but the 'not knowing for sure' only added to the taboo of what she was doing.
Following the path that led straight to the showers, guiltily imagining how only hours earlier the room was filled with naked boys fresh from basketball practice, Hope subconsciously rubbed the remaining jizz from LJ's release between her thumb and forefingers as she pictured what might happen on the other side of those brown porcelain walls.
The swampy heat between her legs growing with each passing step, Hope traced her fingertips along the smooth square patterns lining the outer walls of the shower, somehow giving what she was about to do some tactile realness. Remembering what LJ had told her before sending her on her way, Hope began disrobing one garment at a time until she was completely naked as she stepped into the shower.
Within five minutes, LJ had followed that trail of strewn clothes, adding his along the way until he was standing naked and studying Hope intently from behind.
__________________________________
Looking down at his half limp cock dangling like an aimless pendulum from his crotch, LJ Addison took several deep breaths trying to convince himself the last five minutes hadn't been a dream. The vibrations of Hope's mouth continuing to sizzle through the flesh of his deflating shaft, and the sound of the woman's footsteps disappearing down the hallway outside were the only things keeping him grounded to reality.
"We're really going to do this," LJ muttered to himself as he stuffed his cum-smeared cock back into his workout pants.
Taking several long sips of water from the bottle on his desk, LJ cast a disbelieving grin to the mirror on the far wall before following Hope out of the office.
"Hell..she might have gotten scared and ran to her car," LJ thought briefly to himself until he swung open the door to the boys locker room and smelt the faint traces of Hope's perfume mixed in with the usual masculine aroma permeating the dank and dimly lit space.
"Yep..she's in here," he sighed as he allowed the door to close behind him.
If the smell of Hope's perfume helped make what was happening seem more real for LJ, seeing the trail of the woman's discarded clothes leading to the entrance of the shower cemented it. The faint but certain whiff of feminine arousal wafting through the air as he walked past Hope's clothing, LJ calmly kicked off his Nikes, peeled off his shirt then pulled down his pants.
Rounding the corner to the entranceway of the darkened shower, it didn't take LJ long to see Hope's lily white frame against the far wall, perched there with her back to him just as he'd asked. His cock stirring to life as he stepped inside, LJ made a slow, steady and cock-sure bee-line to Hope, and with each passing step he found himself struck by just how small and slight the woman seemed as the shadow of his approaching presence eclipsed her naked and visibly trembling body.
Extending his right hand out just before he was close enough to touch her, LJ could see Hope's forearms flare out as she pressed her face flush against the wall. An electric jolt seemed to pass from Hope's skin to LJ's fingertips when he grazed his huge hand softly across the back of her neck. Holding it there for several seconds, listening to Hope's exhales grow increasingly erratic, LJ gracefully began kneading his fingers together, massaging Hope's back and shoulders until she'd calmed herself somewhat.
Every sound they made heightened by the acoustics of the shower room, LJ leaned forward and placed a kiss directly below the hairline of Hope's neck.
"MMMM..AAAHHHH," the slightly younger woman gasped, her body twisting against the black man towering above her.
Kissing Hope several more times, each one just a shade lower down her back, LJ reached his hands around Hope from behind and cupped her small breasts tight in his grip. Hope's knees instantly bucked and her entire torso shuddered feeling the man's strength course through every nerve ending in her body. Lurching backwards, Hope quickly froze when she felt the stabbing shaft of LJ's erection poking into her rear.
Pushing Hope's chest flat against the wall as she melted in his arms, LJ parted his feet wide and teasingly tapped the cylinder of his heavy cock against her bare ass. Sneaking his right hand down to Hope's girlish hips, LJ allowed the wetness and warmth to bathe his skin before pressing further.
"AAAHH," came the throaty grimace from Hope's mouth when she felt LJ's palm creep between the thighs from behind and close tightly over top of her steaming and wet vagina.
"GAAAWWWDDD," she winced, forced to stand there in place as the older man fondled her cunt as if he was manually extracting the juice from an orange.
Continuing to pump Hope's vulva with his drenched hand, LJ could see the woman's breath steam on the tiled surface of the wall each time she grunted.
"How long have you wanted me to fuck you?" LJ hissed gently into Hope's left ear.
"....The first day I met you...," Hope's hoarse response trickled disjointedly from her lips.
"From the first night?" LJ coyly asked again.
"...Yes...and every...night since...." Hope nodded with embarrassment, her cunt squishing even more as her arousal leaked and dribbled over LJ's hand, then down her thighs.
