soccer mom (closed for playfulbimom)

[sierrahughes]

"Wow..." Sierra said aloud. Is this guy for real? He was clearly coming on to her, dropping innuendos like the number of backpasses Manchester United would make. She decided, with her better judgement, not to respond to that.

"I do know the game. My husband was playing in the Championship in England before he broke his leg that ended his career. But he was one of those football players who actually had brains - he graduated from Cambridge before he joined a football club professionally. So switching to chemical engineering wasn't that difficult for him. That's how we ended up here anyway. Big, American oil and gas," Sierra replied, interestingly telling Coach Pat a little more than she had intended to.

Sierra wanted to press her case with Nicholas, thinking in her mind that Nicholas has made quite a positive impact on Coach Pat's team. But she thought better of it as well. Better to let sleeping dogs lie.

"So why did you stop playing?" Sierra asked.

 

[goaly08]

Pat stood there as she spoke about her husband, not listening to a word she was saying about him. He couldnt care less about her husband or any of the other husbands the moms are married to. He stood there eyes traveling up and down her body from time to time. Some how he did manage to hear the last thing she said.


Oh there was a few reasons why i stopped that all happened over the course of a month. I was away at school, and my dad got injured on the farm, so i came home to do what he couldnt, which included this. During the first month i ended up with a concussion while in the barn that prevents me from playing, doc says cant take to many more hits to the head. Figured sense dad couldnt coach anymore i took over for him, which been glad i did. Its been great passing on everything i know of the sport.

" of course the main perks are the moms" he thinks in his head.

So what is it you did back in England, and what is it you do here. A move like that cant be that easy for both of you job wise?

 

[sierrahughes]

Listening to Coach Pat talk about his life, and his father, somehow helped to disarm Sierra a little. He was, surprisingly, easier to talk to than she had imagined.

"I sell pharmaceuticals, so it was actually fairly easy for me to make the switch," Sierra paused.

"In fact, a colleague that I worked with over here was saying that this was an industry that was extremely easy for ladies. He always advised me to wear tight dresses when I meet clients," Sierra chuckled.

 

[goaly08]

Pat laughed at her comment about what colleague has told her about wearing dresses.

I would have figured you for the short tight dresses to show off how great you look, i mean with your body it would be a shame to cover that he told. what kind of product you sell? If its stuff to make women look as good as you, id be giving that stuff away he say with a little laugh himself

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra eyed Coach Pat again. He was wading back into dangerous grounds. She let this one slide, though.

"As a matter of fact, I have a Master's degree in biochemistry, but merely decided to put my expertise into an area that gives greater financial returns. I can explain just about any medical product on the market to anyone. Even you," Sierra added the last bit.

Sierra also noted how Coach Pat had added "short" to the description of the clothing she should be wearing. She took this as a back-handed compliment to her legs. She felt her face flushed a little, as she remembered the compliment her husband had paid to her legs, especially that moment when she had them draped over his shoulders as he drove deep inside her.

"Coach Pat, if you don't mind me asking. I was speaking to Mrs Sanders just yesterday, and she shared something about you that was...I should say a little concerning," Sierra said, with one eyebrow raised.

 

[goaly08]

Pat stood there listening to her as time ticked by. Soon she was asking about Mrs Sanders. Its had only been a matter of time before one of these milf spilled it to another or one found out about another and asked.

"fucking Mrs Sanders cant keep her trap, shut shes gonna get it real hard next time Pat thinks to himself"

hhhmmm what about Mrs Sanders he asked, trying to keep a look on his face that he had no clue what was about to be asked. What is it she told you? Please tell me everything so i can tell you if its a lie or not, detailed would be best.

 

[sierrahughes]

"Here's the thing," Sierra began. She recounted what Mrs Sanders told her, which was essentially that Coach Pat would only select the sons of the soccer moms willing to accede to his various sexual requests. Mrs Sanders, in fact, had just recently allowed Coach Pat to fuck her in the woods, the very same day when Sierra had bumped into her. Mrs Sanders claimed that by acceding to the coach's sexual demands that day in the woods, Tim would be selected. This had made her doubt the Mrs Sanders' credibility, seeing that Tim was not selected.

But Sierra left out mentioning her own doubts. She wanted to see how Coach Pat would respond.

 

[goaly08]

I see, well i guess shouldn't be surprised. I had a feeling something like this would eventually happen. I mean think about it, if a coach was forcing a parent to do something in order to get playing time for there child. Do you really think that coach would still be coaching.

Now i wont lie to you, yes i have had sexual encounters with a few of the mothers. Not much happens around this town, and some of them were looking for something different, alittle more excitement, they werent getting at home. Now from time to time both during and after some of them asked me, even begged me to pick there sons, asked me to give them more playing time. But i always told them my picking was always done by what there kids did in practice and previous games. Pat went on telling her, while keeping a straight face, as he tried to make it look like he was defending himself even though he was lying

 

[sierrahughes]

That seemed reasonable. Sierra didn't want to press; she didn't have a case to press. Not yet anyway. Her son was picked and was playing well; Mrs Sanders' son wasn't, in spite of her claims.

Sierra gave Coach Pat a proper look-over, and realised there was a raw charm about him. Apart from his slightly creepy demeanour at the start of this conversation, he seemed alright. She could even see how some women might find him attractive.

Nonetheless, sleeping around with the moms of his boys did present a bit of a conflict of interest. Sierra was sure she didn't have to point this out to Coach Pat. Not now anyway.

 

[goaly08]

Pat, kind looked at Sierra as she stood there, thinking to herself. Well more like looked her over once again. He did how ever notice her giving a look over, her being more obvious then she probably planned on being. He could help but kinda rock back and forth on his heels, making sure to thrust a little towards her. Not to obvious but enough to allow he cock, which is only being confined but the wind breaker pants and nothing else, to move around.

Not wanting to try and push her anymore just yet, he looked at his watch. well i have to get back, game is gonna start back up. You coming he asked her as he started walking backwards towards the field, the whole time keeping his eyes on her.

 

[sierrahughes]

And why would the moms want to have sexual encounters with Coach Pat, if not to get their sons in his teams? Unless...

The thought came and left just as quickly in Sierra's head. But she could sense that Coach Pat wasn't afraid to flaunt his goods. In fact, it almost seemed as if he had been trying very hard to show them off, without actually doing so. So maybe he's really hung...

"Yes, let's head back to the game," Sierra said, as she closed her car door and locked it, deciding to leave the muffins where they were.

Her beige dress clung tightly to her curves, and she figured there was no harm adding a little more twist to her steps. No harm at all, to stay on Coach Pat's good books.

 

[goaly08]

Step after step Pat took as he walked backwards. Watching her turn to close her door and lock it. Taking a quick look down at her ass in her short dress before she turned around and started to walk.

Unable to take his eyes off her as he watch ever step she took. watching every move her body makes with each step. Keeping his head up, but dropping his eyes t her chest as her boob bounce some, then letting his eyes drop to her legs then to what shes wearing on her feet. then slowly his eye came back up.

Slowing down some allowing her to time to catch up, and pass if wanted.

 

[sierrahughes]

As soon as the verbal conversation stopped, Coach Pat's eyes continued the talking. Even as he seemed in two minds about walking beside her or ahead of her, his eyes roamed with a purpose.

It still felt creepy, but perhaps a little less so. It made Sierra think of the times when her clients checked her out as well, especially when she did wear those tight dresses that did everything to accentuate her full breasts, her firm ass and those dreamily long legs. She enjoyed the attention somewhat, and she always saw it as a means to an end.

It was probably the same here.

And so, when she did accidentally drop her car keys onto the pavement, she was about to instinctively bend her knees to reach for it while covering the top of her dress, she stopped herself. Simply because she knew Coach Pat was watching.

Instead, Sierra stopped, and with her knees hardly bent, she leaned forward such that her full breasts hung in full view from the top of her dress, and the hem rode up her shapely thighs, clinging even more firmly against her round bottoms.

Yes, she was giving Coach Pat a show now. No harm again, especially if this was going to help Nicholas get picked over the other kids, not that he needed this the way he was playing currently.

She looked up at Coach Pat, who was obviously staring. And she smiled, as she continued to walk towards the field.

 

[goaly08]

Pat stood there moment, dumbfounded by what he just saw. Talk about a 180, she went from showing no signs towards him, to straight up teasing him right there. Shaking it off, he hurried to the field for the game to continue. Looking at the score he decided to make a change.

With them being up by so much, he decided to pull Nicholas out of he game. Telling him to sit back and relax. Putting a different kid in to finish the game. Time rolled by minute after minute with the other team scoring a couple. And still Pat kept Nicholas on the bench. Causing Nicholas to think he did something wrong, wondering why he wasnt playing anymore. Finally the whistle is blown signalling the end of the game with us winning by only 2.

One by one the kids lined up and shuck hands with the other team. I look at all of them and tell them good game, and remind them that ill send the email out for the next practice. One by one they start heading to there parents and Pat hung back and picked stuff up.

 

[sierrahughes]

Wow that was close! The second half had started pretty much the same way as the first with Nicholas in the team. Within minutes of the restart, Nicholas scored another to bring the score up to 7-1. That was the moment Coach Pat pulled Nicholas from the game, and also the moment the tide turned.

The team didn't score again with Nicholas on the bench the rest of the way. Without Nicholas as the attacking threat, the other team pressed hard and scored four goals in four minutes at one point. With the score at 7-5, the opposing team hit the post thrice and it turned out to be a complete nail-biter.

Sierra watched Nicholas from where she was seated on the stands. He looked like he was itching to go - in the junior league unlimited rolling substitutions were allowed. But Coach Pat didn't look in his direction for the rest of the game, instead rotating the rest of the bench once.

Was this part of Coach Pat's plan, as a soccer coach, to test his players' mettle? A win is a win after all, and the six-goal cushion allowed him to try different combinations of players, different tactics etc.

Or was this Coach Pat's message to Sierra?

As the final whistle was blown, despite the victory, it felt as if the other team had won. This was classic illustration of winning poorly. The players lined up and shook one another's hands, with the opposing players in particular congratulating Nicholas for the great performance. Sierra watched as her boy beamed a little, but he had grown up learning not to get too carried away, so he did nothing more than acknowledge their praise and thanked them for a good game.

At this moment, Sierra suddenly remembered the muffins. She was so enthralled by the game she had completely forgotten about them!

She rushed back to the car to pick up the basket, and when she was back, she was just in time to see the team huddle at the end of debrief.

"Coach, why didn't you put Nicholas back into the game?" Sierra heard one of the boys ask.

 

[goaly08]

Pat looked around at the boys at they where huddling. Suddenly turning his eyes on the boy who asked about Nicholas. Well for starters max, that isnt a question you ask your coach. Who i put in the game is up to me and what the reasons i dont put someone in the game are for me only he told them.

Now sense you happen to ask. I took him out cause you guys where up 7 to 1. The rest of you arent gonna get any better if you rely on Nicholas every game. You have to be able to get the W with out him. What if he gets hurt, or for some reason something happens that prevents him from making the cut for the next game.

"Pat glances up slightly and looks towards Sierra."

If either one of those things happen, pat takes his eyes from her and looks back at the boys, its up to the rest of you to step up and fill in for him Always remember this is a team sport. You play as a team, you win as a team. If you rely on just one person then the rest of you wont get any better and then you will lose, he tells them

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra was impressed.

First, because she respected youth coaches who were more interested in developing players than winning. Taking a risk of losing a match by removing a top player, for the purpose of letting other players grow and step into the void, was something she had observed very few youth coaches do over her brief experience of letting Nicholas play for teams. And of course, these risks need to be calculated, to prevent the boys from becoming demoralised. Or in some cases, to miss the point completely.

Second, she wasn't entirely sure if the debrief was only meant for the boys, or for the mothers who were present as well.

Third, Coach Pat seemed to be going out of his way of suggesting that Nicholas may not make the cut. Was he managing the expectations of herself and Nicholas? Or was there something more?

In any case, as she passed the muffins round, she got some big smiles from the other boys, and also some less friendly looks from some of the other mothers. Looks like she was going to have a tougher time than Nicholas in this team!

...

Nicholas hopped to the other side of the car, and the moment it was unlocked, he leapt inside, clearly in high spirits. Sierra smiled as she opened her side of the car, and was about to step in when she saw Coach Pat looking at her once more.

Not wanting to be rude, but not really having anything to say to him in particular, she just mouthed a "thank you", and proceeded to take a step up into her car. She felt the hem of her dress ride up as she did so, and tried to keep it down with her free hand. She could only hope she did not unintentionally flash Coach Pat!

Turning to Nicholas once she was in the car, she beamed at him.

"That was some game!" She leaned into give Nicholas a quick peck on his cheek.

 

[goaly08]

Pat had been over by his car throwing some stuff in it when he had seen Sierra. Stopping to look at her as she was getting. Not removing his eyes even when he saw her mouth something towards him, but from the distance he couldn't make out what she said.

"damn she is fine, she wants to move her lips around while looking at me i got something she can move them on Pat thought to himself"

just as he was about to turn he saw her getting in and noticed her dress raising. Leaning over and tilting his head to try and get a peek at what ever he was able to. Unable to help himself but to whistle at her right before her door closed. The whistle sounding like it does when any guy whistles at a woman he thinks is hot or wants.

Pat turned and walked back towards the field to get the rest of the stuff so he to was able to leave.

Ya i was all over the place scoring one after another Nicholas said to his mother, as she kissed his cheek I couldnt believe coach Pat took me out, we almost lost cause of that. Im sure every one can see im the best one out there, i dont understand why he would take me out he told her as they sat in the car.