Yes

"I'm just packing up to head home but I could spare a few minutes," I respond, trying not to let my eyes wander down from Kacey's face to her absolutely magnificent body. My eye's can't help it and as she closes the door behind her, I'm thankful there's no glass in my office, once the door is closed we're alone, nobody can see us.

The click of the lock snaps me back. Why would she lock the door? The answer is obvious you idiot, I thought to myself, she doesn't want us to be disturbed. Why else would she lock it? And with clothes on like that, I suspect I know what she's going to ask.

Kacey goes up to my desk and sits down on the edge, looking at me. "I was hoping you might give me some personalized training coach." She says to me. My cock by now is at full mast, or would be if it wasn't confined inside my pants. If I somehow get out of this without her lips or pussy wrapped around my cock, I'm going to need to jerk off, or get Natalie to help work off the erection.

I nod, "Well, I do have time tomorrow Kacey. If you meet me on the field around 3pm?" Is about all I can manage to say, trying to pretend that I'm not thinking about her riding my lap, that young body wrapped around my cock.

"I was thinking now, here." Kacey responds, "Train me like you did Natalie back in the day."