Pick the swim team

You wake up bright and early the next morning and after getting ready you give Mrs. Stevens office a call.

"Jane you're up early what can I do for you?"

"Well, I was just calling to let you know that I decided I'd like to coach the swim team this year."

"Are you sure? I did warn you they'll be quite a handful."

"I'm sure. I figure that's were my strengths lie so I could really make a difference and not just coast along. I want to make a good impression in my first year after all."

"That's nice to here. I have to tell you that a lot of the board was hoping you'd go for the swim team job. We thought that with your background in the sport you would be the perfect candidate to get them on track."

"I'll definitely try my best."

"I'm sure you will Jane. Practice starts half an hour after final period. They will be at the outdoor pool, will you be able to find it?"

"I'm sure I'll manage, and thanks again Mrs. Stevens."

"Don't thank me yet" she says with a chuckle, "wait until after you've had a few practices with these girls. Compared to that your first day of teaching will be a breeze."

Your first day of classes goes extremely well. Since it is just the first day and you're new you figure it can be a get to know each other session. After introducing yourself to each class and taking roll most of the girls seem very nice and eager to hear about what college life was like. You do get the occasional comment on how young you look and asked if you're sure you're old enough to be a teacher, but you laugh and take it in stride. It isn't anything you hadn't heard when you were doing your student teaching. A few girls ask about your office hours and if you will be available for tutoring. At the end of the day you head back to your apartment and grab your bathing suit and head to the pool.

When you get there you find a package from your friend April. In it is a windbreaker with the words “Cleopatra Cats swim coach” on the back, and pair of shorts in the school colors, and a whistle. The note attached reads "Jane, mom told me you chose the swim team so I got you these for luck." Touched by the gift you smile as you change. Your dark green one piece has straps that cross in the back and fits your body like a glove, as you put on the shorts and jacket you find that the shorts are very short and almost as tight as your suite.

When you head out to the pool you can't believe what you see. Most of the girls on the team are laying out and sunning themselves. A few are in the pool but only two are doing laps, the rest are splashing each other and horsing around. If that wasn't enough almost all of them are in bikinis are tankinis, not exactly conducive to hard swimming, and someone is blasting pop music from a i-pod docking station. As you make your way through the girls laying out some of them take notice of you and begin to whisper among themselves.

When you reach the girl laying on her stomach next to the ipod, a petite brunette in a red bikini you say "Excuse me could you turn that off I need every ones attention."

Without looking up she replies "Yeah and who the fuck are you?"

"Uh, Jess" says a raven haired girl laying next to her who has looked up to see you.

"I'm your new coach Miss Doe, and you are?"

"Jessica" she replies hitting pause on the music and tying the neck strap of her bikini as she sits up and looking you over.

"I'm Debbie" says the raven haired girl next to her "so you’re really the new coach?"

"Yes, and now if you'll head over to the stands I'd like to talk to the whole team." With that you turn towards the pool and blow your whistle. "Would everyone take a seat in the stands please, I'd like to have a team meeting. Everyone looks at you surprised but slowly makes their way into the stands. You notice that the two girls who were doing laps, a fair skinned blond and a tall dark haired girl with a dark olive complexion, take a seat in the center of the group and are shortly joined by the two brunettes who you just met. You give them a minuet to get settled as they whisper amongst themselves and look you over.

"Thank you ladies my name is Miss Doe and I'm your new coach."

"Christ, what are they recruiting right out of high school for coaches now?" Says Jessica earning some chuckles from the rest of the girls.

"Nock it off Jess" says the tall olive skinned girl "the teams’ already on probation as it is."

"Relax Hillary I was only joking. I'm sure Miss Doe knows that." Jessica replies giving you a big fake smile.

"If we're your all ready now, why don't you go around and tell me your names, and what events you compete in?" As the girls introduce themselves you notice everyone has a tendency to defer to the group in the center. You learn that the blonds' name is Erin and the olive skinned girl is Hillary you've already met Jessica and Debbie. "This must be the group Mrs. Stevens told me about, the ringleaders." You think to your self.

After the girls are done you tell them a little about yourself. "I was asked if I would coach this team because I have a swimming background myself. I competed at a very high level in college and high school. I set a couple of collegiate records and have some state records from my high school days."

"Oh really?" asks Debbie clearly skeptical. "What was your event?"

"I've got records in the four hundred meter butterfly and two hundred meter freestyle. And I was also on the four hundred meter relay team that set the new college record last year."

"How about showing us what you've got "coach", maybe a little race?"

"All right, why don't we get the four best butterfly swimmers and have a two hundred meter race?"

The girls all seem excited by this idea and agree to pit there four best against you. After a short deliberation it's decided that you'll face Erin, Hillary, Jessica, and Debbie. You all take your marks and when the whistle blows your off. After the first fifty meters you have pulled away from both Jessica and Debbie. At the hundred meter mark Hillary falls off the pace. Finally you finish half a lap ahead of Erin. All the girls are very impressed Erin is the top competitor on the team and has won a few medals herself and you just blew her away.

Once out of the pool most of the girls come up and congratulate you.

"I could have done better but I almost lost my top." grumbles Jessica.

"Well that's what you get for wearing a bikini to practice" Erin retorts.

"Hey Erin" Debbie says with a laugh "maybe if you didn't have so much resistance from your tits you could have kept up with her."

"Yeah? Then what's your excuse Debbie?"

Most of the girls get a laugh at this, and you can't help but chuckle yourself. Debbie just blushes and mumbles something under her breath.

The rest of the afternoon goes by well as you have the team do laps and give the girls pointers on their form. Most of the girls seem willing to accept your help. The fact that you seem to have gotten Erin and Hillarys' respect seems to have earned you at least a grace period with most of them. You catch Jessica and Debbie looking at you and whispering to each other and giggling but decide to let it pass for now. After practice you go and shower and are starting to get dressed when some one behind you says "Miss Doe?"