Return to practise

Leaving Brian and Ms. Naylor you stroll back to the cheerleader practise, noting that the removal of the three girls has greatly improved the unit's coordination. You're no expert, but they look pretty competent, and they're certainly a treat for the eyes. Only Grace wears a full cheerleader outfit, the others wearing a range of workout gear. All of them look fit and flexible, and you feel your cock stirring at the sight of almost a dozen athletic teens dancing and bouncing in front of you.

Grace flashes you a smile as she spins, and you notice a few others give you speculative looks as they notice you. It's not the first time you've noticed that the arrival of male teachers has caused considerable interest among some students, and frankly you find it flattering to have the attention of such pretty young women.

The practise winds down and Ms. Wilder sends them on a warm down jog before strolling over to the fence with a smile on her face.

"Back so soon? Where's Coach Watts?" she asks.

"With Headmistress Naylor. She's sending the girls to see the Dean of Students tomorrow, once they're sobered up."

"I can't believe those three showed up drunk and stoned to practise," she says, shaking her head. "They did that a few times last year. I don't want to kick them off the cheer team, but they have to learn better. I'm worried about them. Anyway," she says, changing the subject and giving you a perky smile. "What did you think of the girls?"

"Very impressive," you reply. "You've done well with them."

"Thank you so much!" she chirps happily, resting a hand on your arm for a moment. Her eyes sparkle with happiness at your praise, and you feel your cock stir as you look at her pretty face. You're well aware of the age difference between you, but you can't help but be charmed at her mild flirting.

The girls return from their warm down run and Ms. Wilder turns her attention back to them, saying few words of encouragement as you turn away, strolling back towards your cottage.