Wanda peaked through the double doors leading from the gym. The long hallway leading to the boys locker room was dim. Only a few lights were on for security.
Good she thought everyone is gone. She slipped through the door and slowly let it close behind her, making sure it made no noise.
Slowly she started sneaking down the hall staying along the wall. As if, this was going to keep her hid, if anyone was here. There was a good chance that a five foot five, 90 pound, 19 year old girl in a white cheerleader skirt and sweater would be noticed in an empty hallway. Especially one she had absolutely no business being in.
Tonight had been the first football game of the season, and that made it the traditional "senior dare night" for the Adams High Warrior Cheerleaders. As tradition dictates the seniors from last year's squad each wrote a dare on a slip of paper. This year's seniors, on the night of the first game, each draw a dare, and must do it before the night is out.
This year there were five seniors. Tawna was the head cheerleader. She drew last and all of the girls thought she got the easiest one. Hers read "Moon the other school's band as their bus pulls out." Tawna mooned their band, their team bus even their head coaches car.
Some were more racy. Anna drew a slip that read "Give a player a blow job... During half time." This one was pretty easy for her. Her boyfriend was a bench warmer for the team and wouldn't be missed in the locker room. Besides, everyone knew Anna was a swallower. It was easy to believe her when she said she had completed her dare.
Tina drew her slip first, hers read "Take band geek picked by the Head cheerleader behind the snack bar, and get him touch your bra. If you are the head cheerleader the rookies get to vote and select the geek." Tawna picked the tuba player he was huge and disgusting. Tina at first refused but later the girls saw her go around the corner with the tuba player in tow. A few moments later, she rejoined the others on the sideline. Tina said "He touched it," then brought her hands around saying "and here it is." showing the girls the bra in her hands. They all yelled foul but eventually agreed that she had completed her dare on a technicality, but they would let it count.
Those 3 three were done. Sammi and Wanda still needed to complete theirs. Sammi's said "Strip completely naked under the bleachers. Stay naked at least five minutes."
Wanda's said, "After the game enter the team locker room. Bring something out of a player's locker to prove you were there."
They had both waited until everyone else had gone. Sammi should be naked by now, Wanda thought as she neared the bend at the end of the hall.
She steadied her nerve by telling herself that everyone was gone and that she wanted to be done before Sammi.
She snuck around the corner and into a dark locker room. Wanda didn't care for the smell and was shocked to see all the lockers were empty. Confused, she quietly looked around some more. All the lockers were empty.
That's when she saw another door. The sign on the door said "Warrior Team Room" and below that "Players Only".
Aha. Apparently she was standing in the gym locker room. The players had their own locker room. Being very quiet she snuck to that door. She tested the door knob and sure enough it turned. Without so much as a noise, she opened the door and peeked inside. The smell of sweaty gym socks met her nose, but happily the room was dark. Like the other rooms only the security lights dimly lit the room.
She moved slowly into the team room. She checked the first locker she came too. It had a pad lock on it that kept Wanda out. Disappointed she checked the very next locker, Bingo, it didn't have a lock. She opened it quietly. The jersey hanging in it was number 82. Right away she knew this locker belonged to Tommy Keats, the star receiver on the team.
Quickly she looked through the stuff in the locker. What could she take that would prove she was here? Then she found it. Tommy Keats' jock strap. She looked at it, noticing that it had an 82 handwritten on it. This would definitely prove she had been here, Wanda's Pussy dampened as she stared at the jock strap in her hands.
She wadded it up in her hand and turned to leave.
That's when she came face to face with Coach Simpson. "Well Miss Hanson, what have we here?" With that he grabbed the jock from her hand. Holding it up in front of her he said "My Office." and pointed to the lighted window in the door at the end of the locker room.
Wanda walked to the office then opened the door and stepped into the light. She stood in front of a desk that had a cheap looking chair sitting behind it a couple cheap lockers on one side and a leatherette sofa on the other.
Coach Simpson walked around and sat in the cheap chair.
Opening the center desk drawer he pulled out a piece of paper and placed it on the desk in front of Wanda. "Do you know what that is Miss Hanson?"
"No." Wanda answered honestly.
"That, Miss Hanson, is a discipline referral." Said the coach "When I fill that out and you are charged with theft, you can expect a suspension."
Wanda began to tear up. "Maybe even expulsion when the Superintendent hears where you were stealing from."
Wanda began to weep. "Please. It was a stupid dare." she pleaded.
Coach Simpson got up and walked around behind her, "I can't let you steal from my players." he said "That would make me feel bad. I don't like to feel bad."
He ran a finger seductively down her arm saying "Now if you could find a way to make me feel good, maybe we could throw that form away."
Shocked, Wanda looked back at him saying "What are you suggesting Mr. Simpson?"
"Call me Coach." He said and running a hand up her leg said "I'm not suggesting anything. I'm flat out telling you. You either bend over that desk and let me do as I please, or I fill out that form and you get expelled. I may even call the cops and have you arrested for theft. It's all up to you."
Wanda thought for only a moment and then without saying a word. bent over the desk putting her hands in the center of the blotter.
