Page 9 of Dirty Coach To Go

“Coming right up, Coach,” Nicole says as her feet scuttle away. Finally, the moment I’ve been waiting for. Tessa bashfully looks at the ground.

“How did your date with Bobby go?” I ask. Hopefully, he was a gentleman to the young lady. She deserves nothing less.

“It was okay,” she says. Her words are a bit unconvincing. I know her well. Something is on her mind. Something is bothering her. “How was your date?”

“Not bad,” I say as I shrug my shoulders. “But I don’t think I’ll be seeing her again.”

“Really?” The brunette perks up. “Why not, if you don’t mind me asking?” Of course I don’t mind. I’ll tell her anything she wants to know. For her, my life is an open book.

“She isn’t really my type,” I admit.

“What is your type?” she asks as she twirls a lock of her luscious curls around her finger. The coy girl is unintentionally teasing me. I want to run my fingers through those long coils. I bite my lip as I try to keep my composure.

“I like curvy brunettes,” I say, hinting to her that my type is standing right before my eyes. She raises one of her perfectly arched eyebrows. She’s been my type all along.

“Here you go,” Nicole says as she hands me a brown paper sack. “A plain bagel toasted with butter, just like you asked.” This girl has the worst timing.

“Thank you,” I say graciously.

“No problem. Hey, Coach, do you have any plans this weekend?” Nicole inquires.

“No, I’m free all weekend. Why?” I ask.

“My parents are having a barbeque this weekend,” she says as she leans over the counter. “You should come! Everyone is Sunnyside is invited.” Tessa fidgets with the apron tied around her waist. She seems as caught off guard about the invitation as I am. I know the tempting teen wouldn’t miss her best friend’s barbeque for the world. I’ll go anywhere she goes.

“Sounds like fun. I’ll be there,” I say. Tessa flashes her gorgeous grin my way, sending my head spinning. Her smile gets me high, leaving me on cloud nine.

“Cool! And we have a pool, so bring your swim trunks,” the overly eager Nicole says. Tessa blushes again. I’m sure I’m blushing a bit myself. There’s a possibility I’ll get the chance to see all of Tessa’s curves in a form fitting bathing suit, maybe even a bikini. Fuck. My cock is fully erect at the thought of seeing a half-naked Tessa. I have to get out of here before they notice.

“Can’t wait,” I curtly say. “See you then.” I quickly dash out of the bagel shop, trying to keep my hard shaft out of sight. I hate that I had to leave without saying goodbye to Tessa, but I couldn’t let her see what my naughty fantasies of her had done to my body. My cock is as hard as a rock, and she did that to me.

I hop inside of my pickup truck and let out a gust of air. Shit, if I got this aroused just imagining her in a two-piece, I’ll probably jizz in my shorts when I actually do see her parading around in a slinky swimsuit. Maybe it’s not such a great idea for me to be around the enticing enchantress. It’ll be damn near impossible for me to hide my big, bulging cock in a pair of swim trunks. If the whole town does show up, word will spread fast that I’m ogling a teenage girl, and I’ll lose my job by Monday. I can’t let that happen, but I can’t miss out on a moment with Tessa. The summer isn’t going to last forever, and eventually, she will be going back to school. I have to take advantage of every second I’m able to spend with her.

I rub my temples as I try to think of the sensible thing to do. I already agreed to go, but I could always back out at the last minute. I could say something came up and that’s why I have to miss out. Who am I kidding? There’s no way I’m going to miss the opportunity to see those wide hips and succulent tits in a bathing suit. I’d hate myself if I did. I’ll just have to stay as far away from the young girl as possible.

I’ll look, but I won’t touch. Yeah, that’s the only way. Being too close to her will instantly send blood flowing to my dick, and it will be solid within seconds. It might be torturous, but I can’t miss this barbeque. I have to be around the woman I love.

7

Mason

Music blares from the Martins’ backyard. The case of beer I’m carrying rattles in my hands as I nervously walk toward the tall white gate. I went over whether or not I should come here in my head a thousand times. I felt conflicted as I battled my feelings for Tessa with my need to see her. I finally gave in to my feelings and decided I’d rather risk everyone finding out that I’m in love with her than risk not seeing her again for the rest of the summer. The latter would be a much bigger pill for me to swallow. Besides, as long I don’t stare too hard at her sexy body, I should be fine. Sunnyside is small, so I know everyone. There are enough neighbors here to keep me preoccupied and my eyes off of Tessa.

The Martins’ backyard is filled with familiar faces. I see a couple of Sunnyside students splashing around in the pool. Tessa has to be here somewhere, but where? Jane Martin clings to her husband, Alex’s arm as the two make their way over to me. They both look like they’ve had a few beers already, as do most of the adults here.

“Mason, you made it!” Alex says with a welcoming smile. Anyone with a kid that plays a sport in this town knows who I am. Being the athletic director at Sunnyside High has made me a very popular guy around our small suburb. The jock moms and dads generally like me, but I’m sure their perception of me would change if they knew how I felt about a particular Sunnyside High alumnus.

“More beer!” Jane’s eyes fill with excitement. A few more of these, and she’ll be stumbling around their large backyard like a toddler who’s just learned how to walk.

“Here, I’ll show you where to put those,” Alex says as he puts his arm around my shoulder. Wherever he’s taking me, I hope it’s within view of my taunting teen. I was nervous at first to run into her, but now I’m starting to get anxious as I look around the yard.

“You can put the case of beer right here,” Alex says, pointing next to the grill. “Enjoy yourself.” He leans in closer to me. “There’s a couple of single moms here getting pretty drunk off of margaritas. I’m sure a guy like you will end up taking one of them home tonight.” The single moms of Sunnyside don’t interest me in the slightest bit. There’s only one woman I want to take home tonight.

I scour the lawn as I sip a beer. I can’t believe I haven’t caught a glimpse of Tessa yet. Where could she be? Maybe she’s up in Nicole’s bedroom and the two are gossiping from a bird’s eye view of the party.

“Coach Mason, it’s so great to see you!” a familiar voice says. I cringe, knowing exactly who the voice belongs to without having to turn and look at her. It’s Pam Nelson, an annoying booster for the Sunnyside’s athletic club. Both of her daughters are on my softball team. The two girls have a lot of talent, but their overbearing mother makes me regret ever letting them try out. She has her hand in everything to do with Sunnyside’s softball team. You’d think she was the coach the way she tries to call the shots. Sometimes, I think she believes she’s a part of the sports management.

“Hi, Pam,” I say politely. I drink my beer a little faster. The yeasty beverage is the only thing that’s going to get me through this conversation with the bossy redhead. I’ve learned to walk on eggshells with her. When she doesn’t get her way, the spicy ginger turns into a fiery hot head. She’s one of the single moms Alex was talking about.