Hillary

As you pull your shorts up you look over your shoulder to see Hillary leaning against a locker with a towel wrapped around her fresh from the shower. Her log wet hair is draped over her shoulder as she looks at you with a bit of apprehension. "I just wanted to apologize for Debbie and Jessica being so bitchy.", she says meeting your eyes. "They're actually pretty cool once you get to know them."

While the two of you are talking the other girls pass by on their way out of the locker room dropping off their wet things as they go. You realize you're not at your most dignified at the moment standing there topless with your wet hair dripping down your back.

Luckily none of the girls seem to take notice, "well it is a girls locker room after all", you remind yourself. As you start to dry your hair Hillary continues to explain that the girls are just feeling you out on what type of boundaries you'll be setting and what they can get away with. While she is talking you begin to towel your hair dry and fail to notice Jessica sneak up behind Hillary and yank her towel off. Hillary gives a yelp and wheels around to glare at the prankster. “What the hell Jess?! Can't you see I was talking?"

"Aw come on Hill. It's not like the towel was covering much anyway" Jessica taunts holding the towel behind her back.

"Jessica", you say in your best stern teacher voice drawing the attention of the shorter girl as you turn to face them. You feel most of your authority fade as she openly checks you out. You fell a blush creep over you as realize you’re standing there topless in just a pair of short shorts. Despite this you continue hopping to maintain some authority, "I believe that Miss Kiss is expecting you for detention soon."

Jessica smirks and nods. Placing her arms behind her back pressing her own chest out in her tight black tank top. "Of course Miss Doe," she says too sweetly finally looking you in the eye without any trace of concern that you might have noticed her oggeling you. "Catch you later Hill, don't do anything I wouldn't do."

"Right," Hillary snorts, "like there's anything you wouldn't do." She then grabs her towel back and turns to face you. As Jessica catches up with Debbie you here them whisper and giggle. "Way to show them who's the boss" you think sarcastically to yourself.

"Sorry about that," Hillary apologizes, "Jess always does the most inappropate thing at the worst moment. Any way I was thinking that maybe it would help ease the tension if we had a welcome party for you." As she is talking Hillary finishes toweling off and grabs a bottle of lotion from her locker.

"A party?" you ask sitting on the bench leaning forward and flipping your hair down towards the floor to finish drying it. "Isn't that what got the team on probation in the first place?" As you sit up you see Hillary has turned to face you with one foot on the bench rubbing lotion into her leg. The way she is standing you are looking up her long smooth thigh and have a clear view of her pussy with a small neatly trimmed landing strip. You quickly raise your gaze and find your self looking right at her perky breasts with small dark brown nipples that gently sway as she runs her hands over her legs.

You quickly avert your eyes and put your head in your locker pretending to look for something hopping Hillary didn't notice and trying to hide the fact that you're blushing. "She's a student, and another woman", you remind yourself, "one in serious need of guidance." You're not sure why you're reacting like this. You've been in athletics all your life why should the sight of another naked girl make you so flustered now when it never did before?

"Well yeah," Hillary continues without hesitation apparently not noticing anything, "but this would be totally tame. I mean how crazy do you think the team would get with the new coach there? Besides this way the girls can get to know you in a more relaxed environment. To tell the truth you did come off kinda harsh today."

"I wasn't trying to be mean, I was just trying to establish some boundies and let he girls know how serious their situation is. If the team doesn't make some serious improvements the board is going to cut the program entirely.” You grab your shirt and sit back as you feel Hillary sit next to you on the bench.

"Oh I totally get it", Hillary says. She has put on her bra and panties while you were hiding your head in the locker and as she sits their she ties her long hair back. Rather than help the situation her stark white underwear only accurates her deeply tanned flesh. "But this way everyone can see that you're not the wicked witch and you can get to know the team a little better."

"Well as long as it's something low key, and everybody knows that there is to be NO drinking and NO crazy antics, then I guess that I can't see the harm in it.”

"That's great." Hillary says standing up and sliding into a pair of tight track pants and a tank top. "One of the tennis girls owes me a favor so I think I can get us the use of the visitors’ hall. They have a nice banquet room we can use, and I promise that the team will be on their best behavior. Granted with Jess that's not saying much. I'll just talk to Nikki and set it up."

As you stand up and put your shirt on Hillary steps behind you and gives you a hug, pressing her firm breasts into your back. "Thanks for doing this Miss Doe, I really appreciate you making the effort to meet us halfway and I'm sure the other girls will too." With that she leaves you standing there wondering just what you've gotten yourself into agreeing to this.