Halftime Harlot: Leah Seduces the Head Ref [Slut]

Leah wasn't exactly sure how to help but she headed toward the gym where the refs were kept separately from the crowds during the half time in a neutral area so as to avoid any natural bias. Bias that Leah was going to soon work on--for her schools favor. Leah moved into the gym, whose labyrinthine halls were confusing at first glance. There were a number of offices on the main floor. One of which would be where the refs would be relaxing during the half with snacks and drinks courtesy of the home team.

Leah found the room and opened the door. The refs were sitting around munching and relaxing. One was busy playing on his phone and barely saw Leah enter at first. Then they all stared. Everyone was curious at the interruption at first then their eyes all settled on Leah's figure. They were going to protest her intrusion until they saw here.

"Can I help you ma'am?" the man relaxing with the white hat asked as he stood up to his feet. He was the one Coach Reed and mentioned.

"Uh...ummm Yes..." Leah said sheepishly at first but suddenly snapped into gear. "Yeah Principal Howard said the head ref needed to sign some paperwork, something about a new policy?"

"Ugh." he sighed--clearly he didn't care for paperwork but few people in sports did. "That fine--I'll sign it."

"Oh I don't have it with me--its just down this way if don't mind following me." Leah spun around and didn't wait for him to say no--she also swung her hips in such a way that made a refusal extra difficult to the male persuasion.

She headed toward one of the coaches' offices. When she opened the door she flicked on the lights to reveal what might have been an undergraduate bachelor pad. There was clutter all over the desk and a couch that had see better days was present with an acrid smell of constant sweat and musk that lingered in the nostrils. She certainly was glad she wasn't in the locker room right now. She could only imagine the smell.

"Just this way." She motioned him into the office and closed the door behind them.

"All this paperwork...at least we can do it now and not after the game. Don't wanna get stuck in traffic." he scoffed "Where do I sign?" He looked around the room evidently unfazed by the squalid conditions.

"Ha ha so....about that..." Leah looked at the head coach with "please forgive me" eyes.

"About what...?" he asked puzzled.

"So there isn't actually any paperwork for you to sign. I actually wanted to ask for a favor."

"Excuse me?" he asked puzzled and looking miffed.

"Look," Leah began moving closer to him, puffing her breasts out to distract him "I know you have a really hard job making all these tough calls but I was hoping you might be able to maybe take it easy on the home team this time?"

"Are you asking me to throw the game? Ha ha" he laughed "You aren't the first soccer mom to ask that. Sorry lady."

Do I LOOK like a soccer mom? Leah thought to herself

"I know you have been making calls specifically against the Cougars. I don't know what your beef is with us anyway." Leah said crossing her chest, pushing her cleavage intentionally outward.

"Look, lady." he said motioning that he wanted to get to the door "I'm sorry I call them like I see them and there is nothing you can say that will convince me otherwise."

Before he could move toward the door Leah moved toward him. She held her breath then moved her hand down to his crotch.

"But maybe there is something I could DO--to convince you?" she said giving him her sexiest eyes. They were so over the top not even a poorly acted porno could compare.

He gasped when he felt Leah's hand on his crotch, her fingers played on his cock's flaccid shaft gently through his pants material. But he hadn't immediately rebuked her...he froze and enjoyed the sensation for just enough time that Leah knew she had him.

"Look lady...I..uuh...I" he was going to continue but Leah cut him off offering him...