Pretty Well… For Now

John is now looking at the volleyball net and Mrs. Kent is holding the ball. “So, teams?”

“Who’s the weakest here? I’ll partner with them.” Ms. Holt started to stretch. Dawn raised her hand while hopping in the water… this wasn’t helping John.

“I suck at this. I call you.” She walked over and started to copy the stretches.

“Great… you’re with me, kid.” Mrs. Kent walked up to John with the ball. “Should I serve or are you?”

“Umm…”

“I’ll serve.” She started to walk back in the water, making John nervous. John looked to see Dawn up front with a big smirk. He grew worry what the smile meant.

“Ready to lose, Sweetheart?” Ms. Holt got excited as she moved her hips left and right, ready to play.

Suddenly, Mrs. Kent served and launched the ball to the other side. Ms. Holt jumped up and was able to set Dawn up, having her spike it down. John was about to jump for it but he was too scared that his boner would have been exposed.

The ball landed a few feet next to him and he heard a disappointed sigh from the math teacher behind him. Meanwhile, Dawn and Ms. Holt are cheering.

“Damn, Riley. Great job there!” Dawn high five her partner.

“Good try, Sweetheart.” Ms. Holt sent John a kiss.

“Come on, let’s play already.” Mrs. Kent seemed to be annoy. John passed the ball and the were ready to serve.

Ms. Holt served the ball and Mrs. Kent jumped perfectly to hit it back to their area. Dawn was able to catch it and it went backwards but Ms. Holt came in and hit it far. Mrs. Kent jumped back and was able to hit it forward enough for John to hit it back. He moved but felt his swimsuit began to loosen up so he stopped moving, having the ball land next to him.

“John! What’s going on?” Mrs. Kent seemed tired of him.

“I…” He struggle to think of an excuse.

“Calm down, Emma, it’s just a game. He also probably just not that athletic.” Ms. Holt told her somewhat annoyed.

“There’s a difference of not being good and not trying. Just try to hit the damn ball.” She walked up and threw the ball before walking back.

“Don’t mind her, she’s rather competitive.” Dawn tried to make sure John is calm.

“Yeah… I noticed…”

As Ms. Holt served, it landed back to Mrs. Kent to set up John. Not wanting to do a jump up spike like Dawn did to him, he hit the ball hard, launching it far back. So far back that it landed out of the pool.

“Less rough, Sweetheart. I’ll get it.” Ms. Hold turned back but Mrs. Kent spoke up.

“The person who knocks it out gets it… John?” She looked towards John and he was now freaking the fuck out.

He had to get out of the pool and get the ball in his right speedo. He gulp as he walked to the edge and slowly pushed himself up. He heard a whistle, knowing it’s Ms. Holt’s flirting. He tried to make sure that his boner doesn’t show but keeping it slow to not have anything rip.

He sees the ball and gets nervous as he slowly lowered down, making calm and short motions. He grabs the ball and had it in front of his crotch as he stands back up. He succeeded, he’s turning around, he’ll hop back in the water, and the girls won’t see his-

A little rip is heard…