Rounding the Bases (Closed)

Payton jumped a bit when she felt Andrew's hand on her back. He's just steadying himself, she thought to herself. An innocent touch. Then she felt it slide up her spine softly and she lost her focus on the game altogether. A porch that was a bit low and outside - but was still easily catchable - got b her and hit the backstop behind them.

Payton jumped up to grab it and shot a confused look at Andrew.

"Woah, Payton!" One of her teammates on second said. "What's up with that? You never have passed balls!"

"Sorry" she said, loud enough for everyone to hear. "I got a little distracted for a second. Won't happen again!"

She squatted again and braced herself for another touch. She would not get that distracted again.
 
As the pitch passed by Payton, Andrew jumped up and back the same time as she did. He caught her eye as she went past him on the way to grab the ball. He heard the girls around the field start calling out to her and he raised a hand in the air as Payton called back to them.

"Come on girls. It happens. Don't act like any of you have never missed balls before. I've noticed in just the past couple days that no one here has any room to question anybody else. Now, get back to practice."

She came back and squatted behind the plate again. He looked down and saw the tail of her shirt had come loose. Instead of squatting, he dropped down to a knee behind her and as she settled in, he moved his hand to just under the tail of her shirt and placed his palm against the soft skin of her back. He saw her body catch as she took in a breath. He leaned forward and spoke so only she could her him. "Just settle down and concentrate. Keep your mind on the ball."
 
Keep her mind on the ball. RIGHT. When her extremely sexy coach had his hand on his lower back in a way that was WAY beyond appropriate. And when all she wanted was more than that touch?? Keeping focused almost impossible.

Yet somehow she managed to catch the next pitch and the one of that that. And several more that made it passed the batters. Finally he called for a water break as everyone broke off. Payton hurriedly drank a few gulps of water before walking over to where Andrew leaned against the fence beside the dugout.

Luckily nobody else was close by as Payton leaned against it beside him casually.

"What the hell was that?" She asked quietly. Her voice was calm and pleasant but she knew he could probably sense the undertone of confusing and disbelief as she spoke to him.
 
The afternoon was hot and it was visible that the girls were burning up. After a few rounds of base movement and hits, Andrew called for the girls to hydrate. He rose up and walked over to the dugout and was looking through paperwork on the team and some extra he had brought about his classes.

He looked up when Payton came up and started talking to him. "That?? That was a good round of practice. Oh, but I guess you mean my little touches huh?" A small smile crept up on his face. "I think you know what that was. What's wrong Payton? You didn't like it? Say the word and it will never happen again."
 
"You're my coach. And my teacher" she said simply. "We can't do this... What about..." She paused as a teammate walked passed and she sighed, squeezing her eyes shut. "We need to talk somewhere other than here... Somewhere there's no chance of being overheard. Tell me where to meet you tonight and ill be there".

Once she said that she walked away, and maybe there was just a tad more sway to her hips as she did. She bent over and strapped on her gear once again. The outfield was gonna be fielding fly balls and infield was gonna be throwing grounders to each other. Maggie and Payton headed off to the side to work on her pitching and control.

And yet all she could think about was Andrew.
 
He listened to her concerns and watched as she walked off. The rest of practice went smoothly. And at the end, he called everyone together over by the dugout. "Ok girls, take a knee. I just have an announcement to make. After just a couple practices, there is a player that shows she can handle quick changes and anything thrown at her. So, I want to let you know that I have decided upon the team captain for this season. Everyone can congratulate Payton Jones for earning that title."

There were claps and whoops from everybody for a few minutes then it quieted down. "Oh, and Payton. I need you to come by my office on your way out today, please. Practice is done for today. You girls have a good one." With that, he turned and walked off the field and headed for his office to get some work done.
 
Payton smiled when everyone congratulated her on captain. She was busy packing up her gear and several girls stopped to chat. She talked with them but her mind was elsewhere. Actually it was in an office somewhere across the field.

She hurriedly finished and said she would see all of the team later, she had Togo meet up with their coach.

On her way, she dropped her bag off in her truck and then jogged to his office. She knocked on the door and entered when he called her in, making sure to shut the door tightly behind her. She turned to face him with a nervous look on her face.

"Are you crazy?" She asked as she stared into his eyes in that office.
 
Andrew was working on more papers when the knock came against his door. He knew it was her. "Come in" he called out without looking up. He heard her step in and close the door then she asked if he was crazy. He dropped his pen and looked up at met her eyes.

"Yes actually. I am crazy. I wanted to see what my hands felt like on you. Is that bad? Probably. Should it be done? Probably not. Did I enjoy it? Yes I did. Did you? From the look you had in your eyes I would say yes but it confused you. Right so far? I thought so."

He leaned back in his chair. "So, like I told you on the field, if you didn't like it and never want it to happen again, then tell me now and it will be squashed and forgotten about."
 
Payton stood there looking at him with her wide, expressive, green eyes. He could see every emotion she was experiencing through them. Desire. Confusion. Reluctance. Nervousness.

"Of course I liked it" she said finally. I've been attracted to you since the first time I saw you and thought you were a student. But you aren't a student. You're a teacher and my coach. If we did something like that and got caught you would lose your job. I would be kicked off of the team and lose any chance for a scholarship. Those are big stakes, Andrew... Don't you see what I'm getting at??"

Her eyes were tormented looking as she tried to make the decision that he was obviously placing on her.
 
He rose back up in his seat and pointed to the one in front of his desk. "Please sit down." He watched as she she dropped down into the chair and took a breath.

"Yes Payton. I do get it. I know what the risks are for myself as well as what they are for you. Do you think I came to this school looking for something like this to happen? No, I didn't. But that doesn't change the fact that it has, wrong as it may be. I want it and I want you. Even though you liked it once, you can say you don't want it and that will be it. You can leave here and report it and what happens will happen."

"Look, I know it's a big difficult decision. Its etched on your face. But it's still your decision at the end."
 
Payton took another deep breath and looked into his eyes. Was it worth the risks? Could it be more than just some kind of fling? She only had one more semester of school and then they'd be free to do whatever they wanted.

Could they keep it a secret for that long?

"You know I liked it when you touched me. I don't want you to stop. In actually want you to do it more... It's not a good thing to want... But I do." She gave him a tiny, shaky smile.

God he was gorgeous...
 
Andrew sat in his chair looking at her knowing she was covering all the thoughts about the situation in her head. Then she looked up in his eyes and started her answer.

"You liked it and I don't want to stop." He stood from his chair and walked around his desk. He sat on the edge right in front of her and held out his hand. She took it and he pulled her to her feet and up against him. "Why isn't it a good thing if we both want it so much?"

He raised his hands up and cupped her face in both of them and pulled her face to his. He gave her a small kiss and let her lean back again.
 
Her heart tumbled in her chest as he took her hand in his and pulled her up against him. His body was hard and muscular against her softer one. "Risks" she said in answer to his question of why it was bad to want it.

Then he leaned in and kissed her lightly. the kiss sent shock waves of pleasure through her body and she but back a moan of pleasure. He backed off and she looked back at him.

"It might be bad... But I think it's worth it" she said softly and leaned in herself this time to kiss him again, more deeply.
 
"Yes it is" he said in response to her. She moved in to kiss him again and he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tighter against him. Their mouths opened and their tongues entwined around each others expressing the need both of them felt.

He slid his hands down to her hips and raised them back up. They slipped under her shirt and he moved them around to her sides. Feeling her warm skin against his palms, he squeezed her sides lightly.
 
Payton's heart was pounding in her chest as she felt his hands slide up her sides, skin on skin. She found herself suddenly wishing she had showered before she came to see him. She knew she still smelled fine- the thought made her smile to herself. But she would have felt better if her hair wasnt a mess and she wasnt in dirty softball clothes.

The kiss broke off again and she smiled at him confidently.

"Ok coach" she said. "What happens now?"
 
He looked at her as she leaned back again and called him coach. "Well, first of all, don't call me coach when we are alone together." He smiled slightly.

"Second, we need to figure out what the other wants this to be. Is it just a fling until school's out? Will it be something more? And what about away from school? Or is it just limited to meetings in my office?"
 
Payton sat there quietly for a few moments. "I don't do casual flings" she said carefully. "And I'm willing to bet we will see each other outside of school... I don't know about you but I don't think a few meetings here and there in your office will be enough for me, to be honest... But I live with my dad so..." She shrugged.

She looked into his eyes then, her own sort of wary. "How does that sound to you?" She asked quietly. "I don't know what else to say. It's not like we can be seen out in public together."
 
"It sounds fine to me because I'm not one to do casual flings either. And we can work around you living with your dad. You have your own truck and I have my apartment."

He let her go momentarily and turned back to his desk. He wrote his address and cell number down on it and turned back around. He handed it to her. "Now you have two more ways of getting in touch with me." He smiled at her and reached up and slid his fingers down her arm.
 
Payton took a deep breath and smile at Andrew. "Right..." She took the offered paper and tore off the bottom of it where she wrote her own number for him. "I pay my own bill so my dad doesn't have access to who I talk to" she said with a small smile.

She stepped forward again so that her knees touched his. "You can text or call... My email is in there too. Dunno if you use that much but it comes directly to my phone". She smiled and laid her small hand on his thigh as she moved even closer to him.
 
He took the ripped slip of paper from her and laid it behind him on the desk. "I'm sure I can manage to get hold of you one way or another. And even if your dad found out, I'm just a coach checking up on my star player." He smiled and winked at her.

He felt her hand slide up against his thigh and wrapped an arm around her waist. He leaned down and kissed her and pulled back. "Uh uh. Not here."
 
Payton groaned but nodded. She understood that they couldn't do much here. It was dangerous. She glanced at the clock. "I need to get home... Will you text me later tonight?"

Her eyes were wide with excitement as she asked him this... She wanted to see him alone where they had no chances of being interrupted but they couldn't do that here and besides she knew she had to get home to cook dinner for her father like she always did.

But my how she wanted to just sneak of with him right then and there...
 
"Yes, of course I will text you tonight. Don't you worry about that. You just go do what you need to." He walked her over to the door and before he reached for the handle, he turned and wrapped his arm around her to pull her close and kissed her deeply again.

"Now you go and be careful and I'll talk to you in a little while." She left his office and he pushed the door shut. He finished a little more work then he left and headed home.

He jumped in the shower and threw on a pair of shorts. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and crashed on the couch. He turned it up and drained half of it and picked up his phone to type out a simple text.

'Hello Miss Jones' then he hit send and waited.
 
Payton savored that long, deep kiss, Imprinting the feel and taste of it in her mind. Finally she turned and walked out of his office door with a smile. She walked to her truck and hopped inside, glad she didn't pass anyone she wanted to talk to on the way, then she fired it up and headed home.

Once she got home she began cooking dinner. As an only child of a single father she had learned early on that with him it was either learn to cook or eat frozen pizzas - burnt ones at that - every night. So by the age of 18 she was a pretty accomplished cook.

She put a pot roast in the oven, along with potatoes and carrots, then prepared the garlic bread to go in later and sat down at the kitchen table to work on studying for finals. Two hours later, her dad was still not home from workband she had already cleaned up dinner, leaving a plate in the microwave for him with a note.

Dad, got tired. Went upstairs to study and pass out. See you on the morning.

Love- P


She then headed upstairs and studied some more but sleep was far from her mind. When the text came through she beamed like a kid on Christmas and quickly typed a reply.

"Hi, are you ready to save me from studying for these dreaded finals yet?" She hit send and anxiously awaited the reply.
 
He was stretched out on the couch already with his beer in his hand when his phone alerted to a message. He sat up quick and grabbed up his phone and stopped himself. He looked down at the phone. "Damn Andrew, calm down. It's just a text" he said to himself and laughed.

He opened up her text and read it. Then typed out his reply. 'Save you from your finals study? That may not be a very good decision. What if I save you and you fail? Then you'll hold it against me forever." He hit the send button and laughed again.

He leaned back into the cushions and waited on her reply.
 
Payton smiled as another message came though. He had that affect on her. She glanced at the clock. "It ain't that late" she typed out. "You can help me study ;) ". She hit send thought about how she would work it if he did by chance agree to meet her.

What would she tell her dad?

She could tell him she had to go help a friend who was out of gas but that wouldn't buy much time. Or maybe she would say she was having problems with a homework problem and had to go get help from a friend. That could work. It could take lots of time to figure out homework...

But would he want to see her?
 
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