Chapter 4: caught unguarded

  I have an addiction to masturbating. It's like nothing else matters once I'm horny, and all that matters is relief.

Which is why I'm running late to work. I spent part of the day  watching TikTok videos one or two that may have been thirst traps.

It was already 4 pm when I arrived at school and the training actually starts by exactly 4pm till 6.

I pull into the parking space and park my car before stepping out.

I take my bag and head straight for the field. I'm too late to make any extra stops.

When I get to the field I see the boys running laps around. As I get closer one person notices me, and then the rest do too.

I drop my bag on a bench and signify for them to gather around.

"Evening  guys" I greet them. My eyes drift to Sebastian and I hate myself for how much I let my body react to him being shirtless.

I don't bother waiting for a reply "Let's start with some drills, shall we?" There's a chorused reply of groans and low complaints from some of them. I ignore their groans, I'm not paid to baby them. I'm only here because it's my job and I happen to also have a passion for coaching.

Even though I know some of them aren't fond of me.

Like Sebastian? My head cues and I curse myself for thinking about my student.

That's disgusting!

They all scatter off onto the field and start their drills. I can't help it when my eyes unconsciously move to a shirtless Sebastian.

I watch with rapt attention the way his muscles flex when he runs, the sweat running down his stomach to his middle section is calling out to me to lick it.

"Oh, my God!" I exclaim to myself "This is wrong, very wrong. I don't even like this kid!" I whisper to myself

Then why are you turned on by the sight of him shirtless? My subconscious chides

I roll my eyes "I'm not!" I retort too loud than I intended

Great now I'm having conversations with myself.

"Break!" I clap so the boys can hear me and come back to where I'm standing. They all hear and jog back "Well done guys. That will be all for today" I notice a few confused stares being thrown and others rejoicing.

I don't blame their surprise. We've never ended practice this early, but if I'm to survive the rest of today without fantasizing about him one more time, then I need to take care of the ache between my legs.

The boys discard separately and I let my eyes linger on him for a little when he passes by me.

"Focus Felishia!" I wait till the field is empty before making my way to my office. I couldn’t wait to head home before taking care of myself. I located the nearest restroom with my bag. Good thing I’d a vibrator inside of it.

Dashing  into a random restroom, I sat on the floor and took off my pant then spread my legs wide open. I brought out my vibrator and approached it to my Virginia.

The sound of the low vibration fills the once-quiet room and my tongue darts out to wet my lower lip when I feel the sensation. I increase the speed and I can't help the loud moan that leaves my mouth when I feel the effect of the increased vibration.

My mind creates an image as it goes back to earlier on the field when I was watching Sebastian play. The way his shorts hugged his waist. It fit him impeccably, molding to his trimmed waist, and thick thighs.

My knees weaken, along with my resolve.

I have the most insane urge to turn around, walk back to the field, bend over a bench, and let him fuck the rest of whatever sanity I have left out of me.

I want to be delirious from his cock, and to make matters worse, I know he would surpass every one of my expectations if I let him.

But I don't. Instead, I settle for the fantasies my head creates of him. I begin to feel the build-up in the lower region of my stomach, which means I'm close to my orgasm when the door to the restroom  is pushed open with speed.

Leaving me bare and compromised for the intruder to see.  I was so shocked when I saw it was him; Sebastian.

“What the fuck!" I scramble to fix my dress and hide the vibrator while yelling at him.

"I knew you were a whore. I just didn't know you were a filthy one" Sebastian smirks at me before closing the door behind him, leaving me half-naked and alone with him.

My eyes ran through his body and I noticed he was sweating, his hair was as messy as ever. His jacket was slit revealing his bare torso, unconsciously my palms arched to run through his athletic arbs but I quickly removed my eyes and worst enough, they landed on his hardness which was protruding through his trouser.

Fuck, I felt my cunt  pulsates at the enormity  of  his cock. But swallowing hard and withholding the little dignity left of me, I returned my gaze to his face.

"Excuse you?!" I ask angrily. I'm too caught up in the situation of my student calling me a whore and indirectly lusting over him  to notice that I'm still undressed and part of my breast is spilling out of my blouse.

Scoffing at me, i watch him  bring  out a cigarette. He lit it and leaned against the wall. “Are you that lonely to have result to fucking your self in a school toilet?” He puffed out from his cigarette but I was hurt by his words to care about the smoke rather I yelled at him to leave.

"Get lost!" Despite the fact that I was yelling at him, I was still avoiding his gaze. I was too ashamed, hurt, angry and scared.

“So you could continue your fun while you ruined mine?”

I frowned at him, confused.

He took another puff before saying, “I was banging some bitch in other wall incase you must know and I was this close to orgasm but your loud moaning pissed me off and that got me storming down here.”

I didn’t know if I should he angered or shocked by that. I’ve heard that he’s that corrupted but I didn’t take it to the extent of him banging a girl in the restroom during school hour? Well, who am I to judge anyway. I ain’t no different right now.

Considering my vulnerable situation, the last thing I want to do is anger this guy but he’s really getting on my nerves right now.

"What do you want now?" I gritted my teeth, balling my fist to suppress my rage. I notice how his eyes trace my body and that's when I notice that I'm still on display so, I fixed it.

"Well, seeing as I'm not the one that was caught by a student doing inappropriate shit, I'm supposed to be asking that question. So what do you want, Felishia?" He smirks.

"You need to leave" I'm not playing this game with a kid. Yup I don’t care whatever age he’s right now and he may be a college student but he’s kid to me.

"What do you want? Do you want to continue working here or get fired and have your image ruined as a coach? You're a pretty good one too if you ask me, too bad." He expresses fake remorse

God this guy is good! The way he just knows the right things to say to manipulate and play with my mind.

As much as I hate to say it "I want to keep my job" I reply lowly while looking at him

"Good girl." I wanted to slap him for calling me a girl. He’ve to right. Fuck sakes I’m pretty sure he should be around the age of my late younger brother’s age. 19, 20 or 21.   "Now let's talk about what you can do for me"

My brows shoot up "What do you mean?"

"You don't think I'm going to keep such a heavy secret without something to shut me up? Come on, Coach Felisha?" The sarcasm in his voice was sound and clear as he pasted a dirty smirk on his face.

I should have known "What do you want? Money? Drop the petition against you?" I scoffed, fighting the trepidation consuming me right now.

He chuckles "I don't care about all that. And I wasn't petitioned for anything. your hopeless football team needs me. Good thing the School Authorities knows that" he retorts cockily

"So, what do you care about?" I hope he hears the spite in my words

"Nothing much to be honest. But I do want something from you"

"Well get on with it. Spit it out already" I'm agitated.

He leans forward as if to whisper in my ear "Well, Felisha, you and I are going to sign a very long-term sex contract, for me to keep your secret so you can keep your job."

No wait... what?!

Someone tell me this guy is fucking joking right now!