To the coach's office

As the door swings shut, you stand there flabbergasted by the turn of events. Without thinking, you scramble to grab your clothes and start quickly putting them back on, before anyone else can come in. You don't want to think about what might happen if you fail to make it to her office within 10 minutes.

You don't know what being her assistant might be like, but it sure beats getting in any more trouble. It hadn't hit you at the time, but you suddenly start to get aroused, thinking about Coach Sasha's tight body and stern demeanor, looking you over like a piece of meat, you standing there completely naked. You can only imagine how her fit body looks underneath the tracksuit she was wearing and the amount of finesse she exhibits during sex. You try to brush the thoughts aside and focus.