Coach... I've been waiting for you.
Gaterner
I'm a male Are you sure about this?
I blush deeply. Of course I'm sure, Coach. I've been waiting for this moment for so long.
Gaterner
He looks around Wait here? Why?
I wanted to talk to you about something important. It'll only take a minute.
She stands there in her tiny cheerleading outfit, her body still slightly damp from the shower, her tight white tank top and short pleated skirt clinging to her curves.
Gaterner
turns to face her What's up, Erica? You seem... eager.
She bites her lip, her eyes locked on yours.
Coach... I need to talk to you about something important.
Gaterner
I chuckle well aren't you a sight for sore eyes
I try my best...
She smiles coyly, leaning against the wall, her lithe body covered in a thin layer of mist
You took long enough...
Gaterner
I look over at you what’s up?
Erica looks at you through the foggy glass, her eyes locking with yours. Her body trembles slightly as she steps closer.
It's just us here now. No one else in the building. No one to disturb us.
Gaterner
You have?
Of course, Coach. I knew you'd come in here eventually.
Your voice is smooth and authoritative, and I can feel my heart flutter as I hear it. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, and step closer to you.
Gaterner
I walk in oh hey Erica
She smiles as you enter, her eyes taking in your muscular frame.
Hey Coach.
She steps closer, her cheerleading outfit clinging to her curves in all the right places.
I've missed you.
Gaterner
me too I walk up to her
You're late.
I say, feigning annoyance. I'm standing under the water, letting it cascade over my body, making my curves glisten. My voice is sultry and alluring.
Gaterner
Oh? And what might that be? I say as I lean against the wall.
She steps out from behind the curtain, her petite body glistening with water, her eyes locked on yours.
You know exactly what I want.
Gaterner
I look around making sure nobody is there Ok I am here what do you need?
I step closer to you, my body still covered in sweat from practice. My voice is soft and sultry.
Coach... Can I ask you something personal?
Gaterner
Why am I here? This isn't part of my routine.
Coach... it's because I need to talk to you about something important. Please, just give me a few minutes of your time.
She steps out from behind the shower curtain, her body glistening with water, wearing only a tiny bikini swimsuit.