One on one with the captain

When I got to the practice that Saturday, I was a bit shocked. The dance room was empty except for Jasmine, who looked very upset. Hearing me come in, she sighed. "Well at least somebody showed up. I'm giving everyone else another twenty minutes. You and I can brainstorm in the meantime."

The twenty minutes went by and nobody showed. In that time, we came up with a routine about a peasant trying to win the affection of a princess. We worked on choreography for another hour and a half. "Okay. That should be good for now. We'll practice more next week. I don't know about you but I need a shower."

I nodded and we went to the separate locker rooms. I frowned when I saw the mens locker room was closed for repairs. Going to the women's, I called inside. "Hey Jasmine? The other locker room is blocked off." There was a pause before she responded. "You can come in here. Just don't look."

I cautiously went in and undressed. Getting in the shower, I tried very hard not to look at her but I slipped up. I caught a very brief glance at her petite Latina body before looking away. As I washed, I heard her gasp. "What is that?" I instinctively turned to face her and ended getting a perfect look at her naked breasts. "Oh wow."

She, for her part, was looking at my dick. Mesmerized, we moved towards each other, kissing. I soon found myself groping her while she stroked me. "We shouldn't be doing this." I said as I backed her up to the shower benches.

"You're right." She replied as she lay back, pulling me on top of her. With that, I thrust into her. Shortly after that, I was pumping in and out of her, steadily getting faster and harder. "Jake, I'm going to cum." "Me too." We then both cried out in absolute pleasure as I shot a massive load inside her. We then just lay there as the water cascaded over us.