You decide to put her to the test

You look at the kneeling brunette, feeling your resolve weakening as she stares back at you with soft inviting eyes, her hands slowly stroking upwards on your thighs.

"You will help me, won't you sir?" she asks softly, biting her lower lip as she glances between the growing bulge in your pants and your face. "I'd be ever so grateful."

"I'd like to help you Valerie," you say hoarsely. "But I don't think those kisses were on the outside of a pair of pants, were they?" Catching her chin in your hand you hold her head still for just a second. "Why don't you show me what those girlish kisses were really like."

She gives you a sultry, victorious smile as she slides her hands up to squeeze your bulging cock, her slender hands slowly unzipping you as her eyes never leave your face.

"Yes, Sir." she murmurs as she opens your pants. "But you will talk to Ms. Naylor right? I can only learn if I'm on the team." She strokes your cock through your boxers, teasing you mercilessly as she looks up at you.

"I'm sure something can be worked out," you growl hungrily. "As long as you're willing to make the effort."

"Oh I am," she whispers, tugging your boxers down to let your rampant cock spring free. "I'm so very willing, Coach Watts." With a sultry smile she licks the tip of your cock, teasing it as her slender hands start to stroke your stiff column, her eyes locked on yours as she begins to suck.