Team Mates
By Alana Church
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Sexy high school seniors Stacie and Tabitha are best friends in more ways than one! Teammates on the volleyball court, these hot girls are lovers as well!
But now their good-looking history teacher has been appointed the temporary coach of the volleyball team. Will these lusty young ladies be able to reach their ultimate goal, and drag Coach Glassman into bed?
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“Mr. Glassman?”
He looked up from his notes in the small coach's office next to the locker room. The practice had gone well, and he was thinking about making another change to the starting lineup. Consuela Barton, a tiny Filipina girl who had been adopted and brought to America by her childless parents, had thrown her body around with reckless abandon. Alan thought she might replace one of the girls on the back line.
Tabitha Harrington stood in the doorway, Stacie Reynolds looking over her shoulder.
“What can I do for you, Tabby?” He stood up, then frowned. “I thought everyone had left.”
Tabby nodded. “We waited until everyone else was gone,” she said. “I didn't want anyone to hear what I had to say to you.
“I wanted to thank you,” she said, voice trembling a little. “No teacher has ever stood up for me like you did today. Mr. Walton certainly wouldn't have.”
Alan sat on the edge of his desk, putting his eyes nearly level with the redhead. “Well, I can't speak for the rest of the staff. A lot of them are old and set in their ways.”
“More like fossilized,” said Stacie from her position in the doorway.
“But I won't let anyone use your...your sexual orientation as a way to mock you, any more than I would let someone make racist remarks about Jasmine or Consuela.”
“I know you won't,” said Tabitha. She took another step into the room, then paused for a moment. Alan regretted the fact that his lower body was exposed.
That's all you need. To get an erection and for these two to see it and report you. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to think of an excuse to quickly usher the two beautiful girls out of his office.
Suddenly, Tabby moved to his side and hugged him. He could feel her breasts pressing against his arm and her muscled legs were warm at his side. Before he could react she had raised her face and kissed him on the cheek.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her dark blue eyes shining. “I mean it.”
Alan cleared his throat nervously. “Tabby, I appreciate your...gratitude, but this isn't really appropriate,” he stammered.
“I understand,” she said softly, backing away. Although her voice was contrite, he thought he could detect the hint of a smirk in the curve of her lips.
Before he could say anything else, Stacie had entered the office, which was becoming distinctly crowded.
“It's really not fair,” she remarked. “I'm the one who has the hots for you, so why does she get to kiss you first?” Shouldering Tabby aside, she stepped into the vee of Alan's sitting legs, so close he could feel her small, exquisitely formed breasts through the cloth separating them. Leaning forward, she kissed him flush on the mouth, moaning softly. Her mouth opened quickly, her tongue swiping across his lips, as if she was sampling how he tasted.
Unable to respond, Alan blinked as she pulled away slightly. Gasping, he realized she had her hands on his thighs, her fingers slowly working their way towards his groin.
He came to his senses, almost panicking. “You have to leave,” he hissed. “Now. If someone saw this I'd be fired, and no school district would ever hire me again.”
Stacie opened her mouth, but Alan cut her off. Gently, but firmly, he removed her hand from his legs. “You're putting my entire future at risk, Stacie. Please stop.
“Go home. This never happened.”
Alana Church
Born and raised in Illinois, Alana attended the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, graduating with a degree in Education in 1994. She soon found out that the teaching life was not for her, and after a series of adventures has settled down in the Chicago suburbs, where she works for a telecommunications company.Alana lives alone, surrounded by books, pictures, a pile of story ideas, and a turtle named Pedro.
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Team Mates - Alana Church
Team Mates
By Alana Church
Copyright 2015 Alana Church
Artwork by Moira Nelligar
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Alan, do you have a minute?
Alan Glassman looked up from the pile of essays he was grading. It was one of his two free periods at Theodore Roosevelt High School in Des Moines, and he was surprised to see Lavender Tipton, the school’s principal, standing in the doorway of his classroom.
Sure, Mrs. Tipton. Come on in.
Call me Lavender, please.
A tall, graceful woman in her early fifties, she leaned against a wall and studied Alan as he rose. Tell me, have you been by the faculty lounge this morning?
Alan shook his head. I’m trying to get ahead on my grading. I never imagined there would be so much gruntwork involved in being a teacher,
he said with a rueful smile. I love doing the actual classwork, helping kids learn, but all this…
he waved his hand at the pile of papers on his desk.
Lavender laughed, shaking her head. I know exactly how you feel. I started out in math, myself, before I moved to administration. At least grading was easier for me. There’s a right answer in math. And I didn’t have to worry about essays and term papers. Just midterms and final exams. Of course,
she continued, you don't have to check geometry and calculus proofs in civics.
Thank God for that,
Alan said with a crooked smile. I gave up on math once the numbers started acting silly.
Anyway, the reason I'm up here,
Lavender said, is because I wanted to talk to you about your duties here in the school.
Alan frowned. Have I been doing something wrong?
he asked nervously. I know I'm new here, but-
She waved an elegant, well-manicured hand. No, no. Nothing like that. We’re very happy with how you’ve been filling in for Martha while she's on maternity leave.
Alan sighed in relief. After three years of failed interviews, he had been thrilled to score a position as a long-term substitute. He knew doing well could help him find a full-time position, if not at this school, at one of the others in town. And even if the Des Moines School District didn’t hire him, the experience would certainly look good on his resume.
So what’s going on?
he asked, unable to think of a reason why Lavender would be in his classroom.
You need to keep your ear to the ground, Alan,
she smiled. Heck, the lounge is only a few steps down the hall. If you had dropped by, you’d know Jerry Walton’s wife won a ton of money on the lottery over the weekend. He’s in his office right now, packing up. He’s been burnt out for years, and the first thing he did when he got to school today was stop by my office and quit.
She grimaced. If I wanted to, I could make a stink about it with the teacher’s union. But there’s no use trying to force someone to teach who doesn’t want to. I can find subs to handle his classes until I can find a long-term solution.
So where do I come in?
Alan asked. He felt he was running around three steps behind in the conversation.
We need a new volleyball coach,
said Lavender. Or at least someone who can pretend to be one for a few weeks. You were an athlete in college, right? I know you said you would be willing to coach. I just took a look at the application you sent us when you applied for the AP History position last year.
Well, yeah,
Alan stammered. But that was track. I’ve never played a team sport. Not at a high level. Or coached. And I don’t know the first thing about volleyball.
His eyes widened. Oh, God,
he said. "This is girls’ volleyball, right?"
Relax, Alan,
Lavender said. "We don't have a problem with male teachers coaching female athletes. If we did, Jerry would never have been the coach in the first place. And we’re not expecting you to be a real coach. Just someone who can stand on the sidelines and look like he is in charge. And don’t worry about coaching at a high level. The team has won only one match all year. It’s not like you can do much worse than Jerry did, she sighed.
As soon as I can find someone who can teach Freshman English and coach the volleyball team, you’re off the hook. I know it's a lot to ask, when you are just getting your feet wet here. If I had anyone else I could use, I would. But everyone on staff has their own after-school activity they are working on, she grimaced.
Yearbook, Astronomy Club, Photography Club…I just don’t have anyone who is willing to help out right now."
She took a step forward, her eyes intent, almost pleading. If you do this for us, you’ll get an extra stipend in your check. And I’ll have a word with the superintendent. You’ll have right of first refusal on any positions in the social studies department that open up across the district.
Alan leaned back, blinking. He was still up to his neck in student loans. Any additional income would be a godsend. And right of first refusal? Lavender was basically telling him he could have the next social studies position that opened up in the district. In a school district the size of Des Moines, that was practically a guarantee of employment next year.
He nodded. I’ll do it.
Oh, thank Christ,
Lavender said gratefully, leaning back against the wall. Otherwise I was going to have to.
But I’m going to need some help,
Alan continued. He drummed his fingers against the desk. What time is practice?
"Four