She takes the risk

"Mr Flynn," she mouthed silently in anticipation of actually calling out to him. She was out of time she felt and this was her only option. This was her only way to 'win' so to speak. "Mr... Flynn?" she asked lowly as she continued to peak at him through the crack in the stall door.

He glanced around with a furrowed brow at the sound of the voice. He looked confused, given the fact this was the Mens room and the voice that called out belonged to a female. "H-Hello?" he asked and looked towards the stall door where Nicole was hiding.

"Mr. Flynn... it's Nicole Min," she said weakly and cleared her throat. "Can you... can you come here?" she asked a little louder. He followed her voice to the stall she was in but remained outside.

"Nicole, are you okay? This is the Mens room, what are you doing here? Are you alright?" he asked and the concern in his voice was obvious. After all, she was a player on his team and he did his best to look after them.

"No, I'm... I'm fine, I just need your help," she whispered. "Please, keep this a secret, can you do that for me? I don't have a lot of time," she whispered and looked at the phone. Her heart sank. 4:39 PM. "Mr. Flynn, please..."

"Do you want me to call someone?" he asked and sounded as if he was about to run out of the restroom.

"NO! No. Please, can you come here," she asked as her entire body trembled. She was so nervous and felt like she was outside somewhere far north buried up to her neck in snow that's how cold she felt. "Please, can you just come here a moment," she whispered once more.

Mr. Flynn paused a moment and Nicole saw from the crack in the stall, he already had his phone out. "Okay, I'm coming in, alright?" he said as he opened the door and stood in utter disbelief that his starting forward was naked in the Mens room. "Nicole, what... what th-?" he started but Nicole reached out for him and dragged him into the stall. He was unsure of how to react as Nicole slammed the door behind him and pushed him against it. "Nik, what the hell are you doing?"

"Please, Mr. Flynn. I've... I've dreamed about this since I started playing for you," she whispered as her whole body shook. She could not believe she was going through with this.

"Nicole, why are you nak-"

She cut him off by bringing her left hand up to his mouth to silence him. "Please, let me do something for you after how hard you have worked for us," she whispered and brought her left hand down to rub the crotch of his pants. She could feel a hardness growing under his jeans.

"Nik, stop this at once! Have you lost your fucking mind?" he said somewhat harshly. His hands however did nothing to stop her.

"Close your eyes," she dared in nothing above a whisper. She felt awful doing this, honestly. Mr. Flynn was a good coach, a good man. The thing was that Nicole saw this as her only means of 'winning' against Sam. She HAD to win. Losing wasn't an option.

Nicole watched as Mr. Flynn actually closed his eyea and went for broke. She unzipped his pants and her fingers found their way to his hardening cock. This was it. There was no going back from this now and she knew it. She pulled out his cock from his pants and dropped down to her knees.

"Nicole, please think about this... Whatever you are doing, whatever you think you have to do, you don't. You are on the team, have been from the start, because you are a great player." His voice quivered with anticipation and as Nicole looked up at him, his eyes were still closed.

That meant he wanted this. Nicole felt conflicted about that realization but she was out of time. She opened her mouth and took him inside of her. He let out a haggard moan as Niocle bobbed from the head of his cock down as far as she could given the fact he still had his jeans on. Wasting no more time, she held Sam's phone up and hit the ICE button and clicked on her name. It brought up a call or text function and Nicole clicked the latter. She hit send picture from camera option and saw herself with Mr. Flynn's cock in her mouth. She didn't know how to take it. She felt guilty about doing this. Maybe she shouldn't do this...

It was 4:41 PM.