After the high school's annual car wash fund raiser, I count the cash from those who bought a last minute ticket to have their car washed by our high school senior students. I glance up when I see movement from the corner of my eye and observe Tinsley, one of the more popular seniors, head in to the girls locker room carrying her book bag. Being one of the few students to help organize the car wash, I knew she had to stay until the very last car was washed to help with the clean up.
She was also one of the hottest seniors, being 5'4, slight olive tone to her smooth skin, pixie cut dark brown (almost black) hair, nice plump mouth, hazel green eyes, 34D tits that are almost obscene on her short figure, thick bubble ass and curves in all the right places.
Now they would say that as a teacher these should not be things I notice. Here's the thing, I'm not a teacher. I'm the football programs head coach who also oversees one elective class. I know, I know, semantics but I'll take what I can get. I can't help but notice when a hot piece of ass is within view. Even if that ass is only 18 years old.
A little bit about me, my name is Jake Ryan, I stand at 6'4 with short light brown hair, grey eyes and a lean muscular build at 41 years old, and a 9 inch cock. I'm usually in a t-shirt stretched across my wide shoulders, slim fit track pants, and for today a pair of slides instead of my usual sneakers. I know I'm still a good looking guy. If I wasn't already aware of how good I look, the number of female, student and teacher, eyes tracking my movements down the high school halls would let me know.
I glance around, noticing we are almost the last ones here but for a couple of stragglers. As quickly as I can, I shove the money in to the lockbox before stowing it in my freshly washed jeep to drop off in the office tomorrow. Inconspicuously making my way across the parking lot, I duck inside the girls locker room. Right inside the entrance I slip my slides off and quietly make my way through the room until I spy Tinsley changing out of her damp clothing.
Keeping partially hidden by the lockers, I watch her nubile body being revealed. I admire every inch of smooth skin that comes in to view. Once she is completely nude she turns to her locker, I take a few moments to admire her smooth perky ass before I make my move.
"Tinsley, we need to have a talk. I saw what you were doing during the car wash." I state as I round the lockers, making my presence known. Pretending to ignore the fact that she is completely naked, I take a seat on the bench situated down the center of the lockers.
She lets out a loud gasp and quickly snatches the towel hanging from her locker to cover her body. "Mr. Ryan! What are you doing in here?! This is the girls locker room! What are you talking about? I wasn't doing anything."
"I told you, we need to talk. I saw you taking cash from some of the customers and handing them a little bag that looks something like this." I pull one of said bags from my pocket and hold it up for her to see. Her eyes widen as she realizes I'm not bluffing.
"I-I'm s-s-sorry Mr. Ryan, I'll stop. Please d-don't tell my parents. I swear I'll stop." She begs.
"Oh, I have no plans of telling anyone anything as long as you do what I want." I reply with a smirk, shoving the bag back in my pocket.
"Wh-what do you m-mean? What do you want me to do?" she hesitantly asks with well deserved suspicion in her voice.
"I'm pretty sure you have an idea of what I want. You're a smart young girl, Tinsley, you can figure it out." I reply, keeping my eyes locked on her pretty face.
"But you can't! I-I won't! You're a teacher, I'm a s-student!" she cries out in disbelief, not yet realizing that this is going to happen.
"I can and you will, if you don't want the school board, your parents, or the cops to know that you've been dealing on school grounds, that is." I reply. I raise my eyebrows expectantly, waiting for her response.
I see decisions racing across her face before resignation settles in her eyes. She lowers the towel so all of her young thick body is again exposed to my ravenous gaze.
Once again my eyes track over her figure. Elfin features in direct opposition to her voluptuous tanned figure, 34D tits topped with light brown nipples, the tiniest curve to her tummy, her bare pussy nestled between her thick soft thighs.
"What do you want me to do, Mr. Ryan?" She whispers defeatedly, her head angled down.
"Drop the towel, come over here and stand between my legs." I order in an authoritative voice. She hesitates, before releasing the towel as she slowly moves in to position. She is so short her breasts are right at eye level with me sitting straight on the bench. Her little hands move to my shoulders as I grasp her thick hips tightly, jerking her closer between my spread legs.
