"Great season, Tess." Brenda said. "You've been terrific swimmer and an even better leader."
"Thanks Coach." Tess blushed though tried to hide it. She had had a crush on her high school swimming coach, Brenda, since freshman year. Now as a senior, her feelings had only grown stronger. She looked at the older woman out of the corner of her eye. Even now, she looked hot in a simple school t-shirt and yoga pants. And Coach's blue eyes always reflected the warmth of her personality... sweet and passionate about coaching. It was those eyes that first caught Tess' heart.
Of course it didn't hurt that Coach was as tall as her own 5'10 height. At 32, she turned the heads of her students. Tess idly wondered if Coach Brenda knew the dirty jokes the high school boys made about her.
Brenda turned to face her student and their eyes locked. Hell, Tess wondered if Coach knew about her own fantasies. Butterflies began to flutter about in her stomach.
"Anything the matter Tess?"
"Could I talk with you?" She hesitated. Would she be too obvious? "In your office?"
"Of course, let's go." Brenda motioned to the far wall of the pool. As they walked, the older woman nudged her swimmer. "Going to turnabout with anyone?"
"No." Tess looked up and returned her mentor. Those butterflies were going crazy now. "I'm not seeing anyone."
They reached the office and Brenda motioned for her before hopping up to sit the desk. Tess hesitated before closing the door and then locked it.
"A serious talk Tess? Everything alright?"
Tess saw the concern in coach's eyes and her heart melted a little more. "Nothing bad coach." Her stomach was really going crazy now. Fear stabbed an icy dagger into her heart. Before the teen ager could lose her nerve, she stepped up to Coach Brenda.
And kissed her.
Sitting on her desk, the coach was slightly lower than Tess. As the student pressed against the woman's legs, she had to lean forward. Then, as she tried to cup the older woman's face in her hands, the Coach pulled away.
"What was that?" Unable to move away, Brenda leaned back on her elbows. "What are you thinking Tess?"
"The swim season is over. I'll be graduating in a few months."
"In a few months! You are still a student and I am a teacher." She tried to move away, but the 18 year-old remained standing over her.
"You aren't my teacher and I am not your student." She looked down, struggling not to cry.. "And you are so beautiful."
"Tess, I'm not into women." Brenda sat up and lightly touched the teen's face. "I'm married."
Tess looked back. Her blue eyes, hot with emotion, met Brenda's worried blue eyes.