MR Day 4 - To the lodge

You wake up cuddled with Michelle... you are both sticky with sweat and your juices. The bed is a mess and you are very happy. It's early and you aren't all the way awake yet, but you are already getting hard again.

You gently run your hand over her soft body until she wakes up. She realizes where she is and who she is with...

"Oh God," she says. You are very happy about last night... you had intense sex with your coach for almost two hours. You came inside her three times and she came more times than you can count with your mouth on her clit.

It looks like she is not sure how to feel about that. She enjoyed it last night though.

"What time is it?" she asks and looks at her phone. "Oh no. We have to go."

There is not even time to shower. You have to put on your clothes and rush out of the cabin to rejoin the other girls. You get to the campsite as they finish putting away their tents.

It is very cold this morning, and the girls are so pissed at the cold that they aren't resentful of you for missing out on the camping. Today's activity is a float trip... you follow Michelle to the river with the others and share a canoe with her. She is bad at canoeing, but you get the hang of it quickly... unfortunately the water is freezing, and it is a difficult journey down the river. Beth and Duni's canoe hits yours and almost knocks you out, and then Olivia comes along in her kayak and does the same thing... there is a lot of boat traffic.

Instead of another campsite, you find a beautiful lodge down the river. This is your reward for a hard week of soccer: you get to spend your weekends here at this lodge, where a strange lady in a blindfold and a black dress takes care of the place...

It has rooms like a hotel, and lots of luxurious amenities. It's sweet! But everyone is freezing... you get your canoe out of the water and hurry inside with Michelle. The two of you get a room upstairs and rush up there to jump in the shower. You are frozen from the river, so being in the shower with your coach isn't a turn-on... you just have to get warm.

However... once you are warm, you do start getting hard. You follow Michelle out of the bathroom as she dries off, your penis aching for her damp body.

"Coach," you say... but you don't even get to flirt with her.

"Don't try it," she says. "I have a meeting. I'm late."

Disappointed, you watch her get dressed and kiss her on the cheek when she goes to the door. She blushes... but then leaves you there with your boner. So your relationship is in a weird place... but she did agree to share a room with you, so you have hopes for tonight.

You eat some lunch and hang out with the other girls while all the coaches have their meeting in some other part of the lodge. It sounds like a lot of the girls are going to go get in the indoor pool later, and if Michelle is going to be busy all day, that seems like a good place to enjoy the sights.

The coaches show up at the end of lunch, so the meeting is over. You go looking for Michelle, intending to try to coax her upstairs and into bed... but someone taps you on the shoulder.

"Riley, right?"

The slender woman has short, black hair in a kind of manly cut... she has lots of tattoos and piercings, and wears a black jacket and black jeans. You have never seen her before.

"Yeah. Hi."

"Come talk to me," she says, leading you to a door.

"Who are you?" you ask, confused.

"I'm with the league," she says. Oh. The people that all the coaches work for. You follow her into a nice office with a big, very fancy computer. She shuts the door and sits down at the desk... but there's nowhere for you to sit. You have to stand.

"By now you've heard all the rumors, right?" she asks you.

"About the new league and stuff? Yeah. I've heard about that," you say. The rumors are going around among the girls about a new league being formed and this camp being the main recruitment base for the producers and owners.

"My name's Clara," the woman says, and she seems friendly... but she's kind of rough and gruff. "Let's talk about Michelle."

This is weird.

"What about her?"

"I don't know if she's a good fit for this league. This is a business. Michelle's old-fashioned. Are you happy with the work she's doing?"

"Yeah," you say defensively. "She is great."

"She is not selling you like she should be. You are a star, Riley. Your stats are amazing, you look great out there. You are gorgeous." She points at your face, and you blush. "You could be the face of a team. Maybe even the face of the whole league. But Michelle is not putting you out there."

Of course not... Michelle knows your secret now. She doesn't want to draw attention to you.

"You can do better. I want to get one of my other talent managers to cover you for a while until we find a better replacement for Michelle. Her name is Sam, she's great. She mostly handles swimmers, but she will do a great job for you until we find the right soccer coach."

"No! No," you say. "I'm sticking with Michelle. You can't fire her."

Clara looks surprised.

"I can, actually."

"Well, don't! I'll quit if you do," you say.

She didn't expect this, but now Clara looks thoughtful. She looks you up and down.

"You really like her," she says.

"Yeah. I told you, she is great," you repeat.

"You want her to stay?"

"Yes!"

"Show me how much," she says.

Wait, what? Clara points at the ground in front of her chair.

"Are you serious?" you ask, shocked.

"You want her to stay or not?"

Is she for real? She wants to do this kind of **** of power for sexual favors thing? Like has she ever heard of Harvey Weinstein?

Uneasy, you go behind the desk and get on your knees. Clara opens her belt buckle, and slips her jeans and underwear down her legs, kicking one foot free and spreading wide. The hood of her clit is pierced, she has a short patch of pubic hair, and a tattoo of a snake on her mound...

"So show me," she says, smirking at you.

You have to do this for Michelle... you can't let them fire her. She is a good coach.

You tentatively touch her outer lips with your tongue, and the scent of her arousal is strong... she is really turned on this power play of hers. You lick your way to her clit, and she grabs your head and shoves you in roughly. You try to breathe and pleasure her at the same time, and your face is quickly covered in her juices.

She hisses in pleasure and arches her back.

"Do that. There. Right there," she gasps, and you flick your tongue, trying to obey. Her juices gush into your mouth, but she holds you in place, wiggling whenever your nose or lips brush against her piercing.

"Good, good," she whispers, grinding her mound into your face. You lap at her desperately until she groans and shakes.

When she lets you go, her whole mound is bright red. Her juices drip from her thighs, the chair, and your face... there is a puddle on the floor. You see her inner lips twitching. She has a smile on her face.

"OK," she says, breathing hard. "Good girl."

You clean up and leave the office, very uncomfortable. Michelle startles you in the main the room.

"Where have you been?" she asks. She doesn't seem worried... it looks like she didn't know that Clara was not happy with her.

What do you do? Do you tell Michelle what happened? Or keep it a secret from her and figure it out on your own?

[ Choice will have consequences. Open until 9/5 ]