The soccer team had only been practicing for a few weeks when Julie saw an object of desire. Julie had been coaching soccer at the university for ten years. She'd never once been attracted to any of the girls. She felt herself checking out other woman once in a while but she'd never acted on anything. She also never felt this kind of desire before. Never. Her divorce was based on that alone. Julie's husband was tired of being the only one interested in sex. He left her for someone who could get just as excited as he always did. Julie didn't miss him much. His dick just couldn't ever turn her on. It had been tiny to say the least. Her ex-husband's dick just never seemed to reach the places she needed it to. Now, she had her fingers and fantasies to satisfy her in ways her ex never could.
At soccer practice, though, Julie saw Debbie for the first time. Just the sight of the tiny little girl from the south had Julie ready to cream in her panties. Though the girl was more than twenty years younger than her and relationships between coaches and their team were strictly forbidden at the university, Julie had to have Debbie. She wanted her more than she wanted to keep her job. Just the thought that Julie was old enough to be Debbie's mother turned her on even more.
Luckily, Debbie was a loner in need of some attention. Julie easily became friends with her by chatting with her during breaks. She also made a point to greet her when she came in and say good-bye to her when she left. Julie noticed the beauty was always alone and she always walked or took the bus to the practice fields, never driving like the other girls on the team. It was in this that Julie found her opening.
After a particularly draining practice when the August sun pounded on all of them, Julie offered Debbie a ride home. She was careful to keep the offer private so as not to show favoritism, though this girl was her favorite by far. Debbie shyly agreed and so she sat beside Julie, the girl's short, tight shorts hugging her gorgeous legs in a way that had Julie having to resist the urge to stroke them.
Julie made sure Debbie felt she could relax with her. She talked to the girl about being so far from home, even though home had been a horrible life for her. Debbie's parents died when she was young and she had no other family. Since she was truly an orphan, Julie felt even more that this girl needed her. Debbie became more and more easy with Julie until they really were friends. It almost seemed natural for Julie to invite Debbie to her house one Saturday afternoon. Debbie accepted without reluctance.
Claiming the weather outside was too hot for anything, Julie told Debbie that had better just sit inside and watch TV. When she gave Debbie wine and continually refilled her glass so that it was never empty, Julie told the girl it would just add to their relaxation. Before long, Debbie was so relaxed that she was sprawled on the couch with her eyes half shut.
Julie slid close to the girl and rested a hand on her leg. "I love your legs," she told her, running her hand up as high as she dared. "They're so smooth, so strong."
Debbie only smiled at her, too lost in her hazy head.