Dirty Coach To Go: A Forbidden Sports Romance

by S. C. Adams

  “But honey, he means a lot to you. There’s nothing wrong with showing someone that you care about them,” Elaine says.

  “Daddy, she’s embarrassing me,” Tessa says, trying to hide her flushed face. Her mother doesn’t mean any harm – she knows me and her daughter have always had a close relationship – but Elaine has no idea that our relationship has changed since Tessa graduated high school.

  “Elaine, stop. You’re embarrassing her in front of her friends,” Roger says.

  “It’s alright,” I chime in. “I’ve got to run anyway. Enjoy the carnival.” I bolt away from the group and disappear into the crowd like a thief in the night. Shit, that was close. A simple hug could have turned into a passionate kiss between us.

  I rush to my pickup truck and hop in without looking back. If I stay any longer, I might run into the sensual young woman again. And the next time, I might not be able to resist her. Besides, my stomach was turning as I looked into her parents’ eyes, knowing that I’ve been sleeping with their daughter.

  It isn’t just sex between me and Tessa, though. I actually love the girl and want to spend the rest of my life with her. But how? How can I ask her father for her hand in marriage when he looks at me as a friend? Her mother used to bake me the most delicious cookies and bring them to Tessa’s softball games. They trusted me, and now I’m sneaking behind their backs to be with their one and only daughter. They would never forgive me if they knew the truth, but I don’t want to keep hiding behind closed doors. I’m a man, and I want to show the world that I’m in love with Tessa. Sunnyside may not accept it, but I really don’t give a damn. She’s the one I love, and she’s the one I want to share the rest of my life with, no matter how anyone else feels about it.

  17

  Mason

  My pickup truck zips down the road as I speed to Tessa’s abode. I glance over at the two bouquets of roses sitting on my dashboard and wonder if I’ve completely lost my mind. If I have, it’s far too late. I’m in route to go after the woman I love and to sing like a canary to her parents about our secret affair. I can’t keep loving her only in the nighttime; I need to be with her during the day, out in public.

  I’ve grown resentful of the couples I see holding hands as they walk through the park and the ones who share candlelit dinners at restaurants I want to take Tessa to. I’m sick of hiding our love in the shadows of the night. She has no idea I’m speeding down the street like a madman to get to her house. If she knew, she would probably try to stop me. That’s why I picked her up some roses; hopefully, they’ll help her forgive me. The other bouquet is to sweeten up her mother right before I break the news to her unknowing parents.

  My sweaty palms grip the steering wheel firmly. There’s no turning back now; I’m doing this. I have to. I rehearsed my lines before I pulled out of my drive so that I could make sure I got everything right. This is a delicate situation. No one ever wants to find out that their daughter has been secretly dating her former teacher. Especially when they’ve trusted me to be alone with her so many times, but I never touched her until she was legally an adult. Be that as it may, her father won’t want to hear any excuses, and her mother will weep a river. Hopefully, the bouquet of roses I am bringing will help soothe the woman’s pain.

  I turn down the Smiths’ street, and it seems to be filled with an eerie silence. I shudder at the thought of Roger’s reaction. I’m sure the angry father will take a swing at me, but I’m much stronger than he is, so I should be able to hold him off. But I cross my fingers in the hope that we won’t come to blows; I know it will hurt Tessa if we do. As I come to a stop, I see that both of her parents’ cars are in the driveway. I park in front of their home and try to collect my words together. I know I practiced before, but it’s game time now, and I can’t fumble a single sentence. I have to show her parents that I’m the right man for her and that my love for her is real. I know it’ll be hard for them to believe at first, but I think I can convince them that they can trust me with Tessa’s heart.

  I look up at their daughter’s bedroom window. To my surprise, she’s looking down at me with wide eyes. She motions toward me in an attempt to keep me from doing anything rash. She knows why I’m here; after all, she knows me better than I know myself half of the time. I listen to her signals and wait in my truck as she disappears from the window.

  She reemerges as she bursts through the front door, slamming it shut behind her. She dashes toward me like a wild woman running through the wilderness and jumps inside of my truck.

  “What are you doing here!?” she asks frantically. It’s just my luck that she spotted me before I had the chance to ring her doorbell. A few more seconds, and this conversation would’ve been taking place inside of Elaine’s well-decorated living room.

  “I’m here to tell your parents the truth,” I confess. I didn’t think it was possible, but her eyes grow even wider as fear takes over her body.

  “No, you can’t do that.” She glances at the front door to make sure her curious mother and protective father aren’t standing close by watching.

  “Tessa, it’s time. We’ve been sneaking around for over a month now. They need to know.” It’s impossible for her to hear me with all of the panic ringing in her ears. “Tessa, look at me,” I say as I grab her shoulders. “Everything is going to be alright.”

  “No, it won’t. My parents will kill me if they find out I’ve been sneaking around behind their backs. It will break my mom’s heart if she finds out the truth.”

  “We can’t keep sneaking around,” I insist.

  “Just a little while longer, please. I’ll tell them when I’m ready, but not right now.” Her eyes plead with me. Doesn’t she understand that I just want to be with her the right way, without all of the creeping around in the dark?

  “Tess, I can’t keep this a secret much longer. I’m ready for everyone to know the truth,” I say.

  “But I’m not.” She isn’t lying; I can see it in her eyes. I don’t want to rush her, but I hate having to sneak around like a teenage boy. I’m a man who isn’t afraid to admit what he wants, and I want – no, need – Tessa. Even flustered, she looks absolutely gorgeous. I seize her breathtaking face and kiss her zealously, creating steam hotter than a July day. She forgets that we’re in front of her parents’ home and passionately locks lips with me as I grab a fistful of those curly locks. Her gentle hand caresses my face as we make out on the Sunnyside street, neither of us giving a damn if a neighbor sees us. It’s almost as if we’re the only two people left on a desolate planet. Our chests thump against one another as our hearts try to break free to get to each other. Heavy breathing is the only sound that breaks the silence surrounding us. God, I love this woman. Her passion drives me insane and makes me want to throw her over my shoulder and carry her into my bedroom.

  She breaks away from our hot and steamy kiss, realizing that her parents could catch us in the intimate moment. Fuck. My dick is swollen and ready to erupt inside of her drenched cunt. She fixes her hair in the mirror and takes a deep breath as she tries to gain her composure. She is just as hot and bothered as I am, but she knows that nothing can happen right here in front of her childhood home.

  The log in my pants is way too hard for me to go inside and have a rational conversation with Roger and Elaine now. Tessa’s mother would notice the massive bulge in my pants and pass out from the sight of it. Her father would think I was just using his hot young daughter for sex, but that couldn’t be any further from the truth. Sex with Tessa is amazing, don’t get me wrong, but what she does for my heart and soul is what keeps me on a leash for her. She brings me the kind of happiness that no other woman has even been able to provide for me. What we have is deeper than a sexual attraction; this woman has captured my heart.

  I lean back in my seat and take a deep breath. She looks over at me with those big brown eyes and grabs my hand. Right now might not be the moment to tell them, but we still have to tell her parents the truth, no matter the outcome.
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  “What about your career?” she asks. “It’s important to you.” She’s right. Next to her, my job is the most important thing in my life. Keeping kids physically fit and encouraging them to be their best have been my goals for the last twenty years. I still want all of that, but if it came down to it and I had to choose between my career and Tessa, I’d choose her, hands down.

  “It is, but so are you,” I reply.

  “When everyone finds out, they’ll run you out of Sunnyside, and you’ll lose everything you’ve worked for. I can’t be responsible for that, Mason. You’ve worked so hard your whole life.” She’s right. I have put in a lot of work to get where I am today, and I’m proud of myself, but what does all of that mean if I have to spend the rest of my life alone? I’d rather choose her over everything.

  “I can live without being a gym teacher, a softball coach, and even Sunnyside’s athletic director. But what I can’t live without is you.” The speechless pouty-lipped brunette stares at me in astonishment, like she can’t believe her ears, but I mean every single word. “I’ll wait until you’re ready to break it to your folks. I’ll wait as long as you want me to, but eventually, you do have to tell them, Tessa, because I plan on making you my wife one day.”

  I take ahold of her hand and kiss it ever so softly, sending electricity coursing through both of us. She takes one last look at me before hopping out of my truck. I watch as she adorably stumbles back to her house, still kind of weak in the knees. Things didn’t go the way I’d planned, but I’m still satisfied with the outcome.

  I take off in my pickup and head back to my house alone. The drive seems longer than usual, and my mind drifts the entire ride. Tessa was right – if I had gone inside of the Smiths’ lovely home, I would’ve lost everything, maybe even Tessa. After the residents of our small suburb drove me out of town, her parents would have forbidden her from seeing me ever again. I’m so madly in love with her that I want the whole world to know, but my rash behavior could’ve abruptly ended things between us.

  I pull into my driveway and stare at the roses on my dashboard. Tessa was in such a state of panic that she didn’t even realize they were sitting right in front of her. What have I gotten myself into? I’m in love with a woman that I’m not supposed to be in love with, and if anyone finds out, it could ruin the both of us. But even with that in mind, I still can’t be apart from her. I don’t regret falling in love with the teenage girl because she’s opened my heart in ways that I never knew were possible.

  Maybe in a few years, it won’t matter that the athletic director fell in love with his former softball player. By then, the initial shock of it all will have died down, and Tessa and I will be happily married with a couple of babies that have her big brown eyes and curly locks. I’ll sit back and remember the nights that Tessa used to sneak through my back door, and the stigma will be nothing more than a distant memory.

  18

  Tessa

  I slide the lavender lace thong up my thick thighs. The last time Mason brought me to his beach house, I didn’t get the chance to wear the sexy lingerie I’d bought with Nicole for him. In fact, I didn’t wear much of anything that weekend. But this is our last weekend together before the semester starts and I have to go back to Trinity, so I thought I’d make it special for him.

  I really don’t want to leave my hometown again, but what else can I do? My parents are expecting me to graduate in three more years with a bachelor’s in accounting. I don’t mind my humble roots, but they so badly want me to have a white collar career, and I still haven’t worked up the nerve to tell them that that’s not what I want.

  I brush off the thought of my return back to campus and focus on my weekend away with Mason. I peek through the bathroom door and gaze at him lying on the bed. Then I look in the mirror and take a deep breath as I adjust the lace bra covering my huge double D boobs. I sure hope he like this little get up; I bought it just for him. I’ve never worn anything like this before, so I’m not even sure if I have it on the right way. Hopefully I do, or else I’m going to make a fool of myself.

  I take one last breath as I swing the door open, revealing my attire to Mason. His perfectly chiseled jaw drops as he admires my half naked body. He sits up, still stunned by how gracefully the lace hugs my curves. I guess I made the right choice when I picked this set out. I seductively walk over to the bed, swaying my hips with every step. He can’t take his eyes off of me; I’ve never felt so desirable in my entire life. I crawl onto the bed with my back arched like a cat approaching her prey. He licks his lips, ready to taste every inch of my vanilla scented flesh.

  Our lips meet. He holds my body in his clutches and pulls me closer, as if he’s afraid I’ll escape. I plant my bottom on his already erect cock and grab hold of his strong neck as we share a heated kiss. He takes a brief recess from our romantic smooch to admire my figure once more.

  “Holy shit, you look amazing,” he says as his eyes gravitate toward my colossal tits. He gently nibbles on them as I grind my wet cunt on his swollen piece of meat. The sensation makes my lubricated hole yearn for a stroke of his thick shaft. Moans erupt from my lips as he sucks on my tit, rotating his tongue around my nipple. This man knows exactly how to touch me in order to get me soaking wet. He seizes my ass with both of his oversized palms and squeezes my cheeks tightly. A waterfall flows from between my thighs, and I long for him to take one single sip. I grab his hand and place it down below so that he can feel the liquid spilling out of me.

  He looks deep into my eyes as he plays with the wet flesh between my legs. Come drips all over his fingers, leaving them soaked in my juices. The rugged man tosses me onto my back and stares down at my semi-naked frame as if my body is a foreign land he plans on conquering. He pulls off the lavender thong and flings it across the room, leaving my pink, throbbing cunt exposed. A smile sweeps across his face as he delights in the way it glistens in the candlelight.

  “Touch it,” I beg him. He raises an eyebrow as he looks down at me with a cocky smirk. He knows my body is craving the slightest touch from him.

  “You want me to touch here?” he asks, glancing down at my swollen flesh.

  “Yes, please. I need you,” I say as I lie on my back, waiting to feel his fingers massage my pink, wet clit. The tease takes his time as he taunts me. His fingers slide down my inner thighs, finally making it to my slippery snatch. I grip the sheets as he vigorously rubs the sliver of flesh between my second set of lips. I close my eyes as I drift into another dimension with him, traveling through both space and time.

  Without warning, he replaces his fingers with his swiveling tongue, causing my body to jerk. My eyes open, and I look down as I watch him satisfy his appetite. He drinks from my never ending fountain of youth, swallowing every drop. My lips can’t contain my moans, and they pour out of my mouth. Luckily, no one else is around to hear me hit soprano notes as he sucks my clit dry.

  “Please, don’t stop,” I plead with him. My thighs lock around his neck, making it impossible for him to leave this position. He alternates between licking and sucking my pearl more intensely, bringing me closer to climaxing. My figure trembles, and I feel like I’m about to explode. “Oh, Mason!” I croon as I give in and release my sweet nectar into his pleasuring mouth.

  My legs shake as I try to come down from the high I was just on. He drops his boxers and reveals the brick he was concealing in his pants. I stare at the hunk of meat, ready to thank him for the way he just made my body erupt. I crawl off of the bed and drop down to my knees as I prepare to please him in any way I can. He lifts my chin right before I engulf his manhood, and he caresses my cheek with his thumb. His piercing blue eyes make me feel all tingly inside, and we both smile as our eyes connect. Sheesh, he doesn’t even have to say a word, and he still makes my heart skip a beat. Those eyes alone get me every time.

  I encase his shaft between my lips and allow it to slide deep within the depths of my throat. The strapping man grunts as his shaft glides in and out of my mou
th. I rotate my tongue around the head of his penis, causing him to grab hold of the back of my head. He thrusts himself forward, making his cock slip deeper down my throat. His grunts turn into heavy moans, and I know he’s on the verge of coming, but I’m not finished with him just yet.

  I jump onto his lap and slide my dripping cunt down his erect pole. As soon it hits my G-spot, I instantly lose all control. I wrap my arms around him as I rock my hips back and forth, attempting to come again. Our moans harmonize with one another, creating a beautiful symphony.

  “How does it feel?” his baritone voice whispers in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

  “It feels so good,” I moan, barely getting the words out. Each stroke makes me damn near stutter.

  “Yeah?” He strokes harder, causing me to howl like a wolf in the night. “Is this what you wanted?” he asks.

  “Yes,” I holler at the top of my lungs. Oh my gosh, his powerful thrusts are making my body shake again. Making love to this man feels like heaven on Earth.

  “Bend over,” he commands as he tosses me onto the bed once more. I’ll do anything he says. Without hesitation, I get on all fours and shove my face into a pillow. He grips my hips as he plunges into my sopping cherry. Sweet juices drip down my inner thighs as he strokes my insides, causing another eruption to occur. My muffled moans are contained by the pillow my face is buried in.

  “Mmm, you’re coming,” he says as he thrusts harder, pounding me from behind. His blows make my body so weak, I completely succumb to his will. His moans intensify as he digs deeper inside of me, and I can tell he’s almost ready to come. His body stiffens and his heavy breaths warm my lower back. “Oh shit,” he murmurs as he shoots his warm gooey sperm inside of my belly. His body crumples as he falls by my side. We both huff and puff as we try to catch our breath.