Kelly and John

John Doe couldn't believe that his dream girl, Kelly Testone, was leading him by the hand into the staff lockerroom. He meekly followed as the gorgeous blonde teacher moved with an air of determination down the mint-scented, lacquered concrete of the coaches' changing area.

As John listened to the clack of his teacher's high heels through the eerie silence of the school, he couldn't help but smile at being on hallowed ground, the female coaches' changing area. He looked to the small shower area as Miss Testone led him past it, picturing Kelly under the steamy shower, soapy foam barely hiding her generous attributes. He couldn't believe his eighteen-year-old cock was hardening again.

Oblivious to her student's estwhile fantasizing, Kelly Testone used her passkey in the doorknob of the staff office. John obediently followed her in to the small office / storeroom, a glass cubicle located in a corner of the changing room.

John inhaled the sultry scent of jasmine that seemed to waft from his sexy teacher as she busily looked through cabinets for something appropriate for him to wear.

The room was only about six feet square, and it felt even smaller with the cabinets and boxes that seemed to fill each wall. John could do nothing but bite his lip in joy whenever his new coach would bump into him as she continued her search.

Consumed by Testone's beauty, John started when she suddenly turned and presented him with a set of shorts and a polo shirt.

"These are really staff clothes, but they'll do in a pinch!" Kelly smiled at John apologetically, facing him with mere inches between them.

John took the clothes and smiled back, not even sure of what she just told him. But it was just the fact that she was even alone here with him, talking to him, that made his cock surge further with blood.

Just as quickly, Kelly Testone turned away, saying, "I guess there is no need for false modesty now, after all we've just been through!" She then undid her skirt and blouse as she stood with her back to him. "We really do need to be in a hurry, some of the girls may have to leave early!" she said, still oblivious to the enamored eyes that caressed her aerobicized body.

John watched as she pulled on a light grey tee shirt with navy trim. He decided he better get undressed as well, and stripped down to his underwear as he watched the cheerleading coach wriggle into a tight pair of navy jogging shorts with grey piping where the the second skin bottoms hugged her hips.

"Are you ready, John?" Kelly asked as she turned to face him once again.

"Uh, that's not what I meant by ready, Mr. Doe!" Kelly answered herself, seemingly undaunted by the monster bulge in John's boxers.

She stepped closer, her intoxicating scent wafting over the lust-stricken lad once again.

"I'm afraid I can't have you going out in front of my cheerleaders like that, though!" Kelly said, looking him in the eyes, winking.