Volleyball Drills

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"None." Savannah said, straight-faced. If he was trying to make things worse, she wasn't going to let him succeed. Her phone buzzed and she ripped her eyes, which were stuck on his in a hateful glare, away. She glanced down at her cellphone, opening the text from Jeremy. Her phone buzzed again and she saw she had two messages.

"Yes. Yes. Yes. A hundred times yes. God DAMN. Shit."

"Also, is that the gym? Jesus christ. I'm in public. This is bad."

She grinned, anger starting to subside, as she looked back up at Logan, "Well, the survey says 'YES!' He's tripping over himself not to cum in his pants, I'm sure." she took a deep breath, "I hope you're managing the same..."

"Coach," she spat, as she walked out of the gym, not bothering to look back. How fucking rude could one man be?!!? And now she was going to be stuck babysitting for him for almost an entire week - starting almost right away! This was a mess. A huge fucking mess.

She got herself home safely, before plopping on her bed. She forgot all about texting Jeremy back, or even considering the fact that he was likely showing her picture to anyone else.

 

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Logan didn't bother to respond to Savannah's comments. There wasn't really anything else he could say after his last comment. He certainly couldn't defend himself. Instead he simply let her get it out of her system and watched in silence as she stormed out of the gym a few moments later. Once again the coach found himself staring at the gym door after a woman.

When he finally turned and gathered his things, he found himself wondering how he was going to get out of the position he had managed to put himself in. It certainly wasn't going to be easy considering Savannah was going to be babysitting for him for the next week. Frustrated he made his way back to his classroom, grabbed his book bag and made his way down to his car.

By the time Logan made it home, Ben was in his pajamas sitting in front of the tv watching a disney video, while Julie talked on the phone to her sister. Logan ate dinner in the kitchen by himself before joining his family in the den, doing his best to shake off the uneasy feelings he had.

 

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Julie kissed her husband hello as he sat down next to her on the couch, happy he was home. She was relieved to have found a babysitter for her trip, which had been the last stressful factor she had not been able to figure out. She put her hand on his thigh, as she glanced down at the floor, where Ben had fallen asleep.

"Wanna put him to bed and have some fun before bed? Maybe we can roleplay, I'll be your voleyball player" She winked, teasing him, as she left him on the couch, as she picked him up and headed into Ben's room.

 

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After Julie's flirtatious comment about pretending to be one of his volleyball players, Logan felt a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. The comment had hit so close to home he almost wondered if she had picked up on something when she had come by the gym to see him. Had she noticed the tension between Logan and Savannah? If so would she simply have dismissed it as tension between a coach and his player or did she realize it was something more? He watched in silence as Julie picked Ben up and carried him off to bed, before finally rising from the couch and heading up to the bedroom.

Logan changed out of his clothes, took a quick shower and pulled a pair of pajama pants on before slipping into the bed. As he waited for Julie to come to bed, he reached for a book, hoping maybe a little reading would help him forget about the chaos that seemed to be swirling around him lately. As he waited, he couldn't help but wonder whether Julie was serious about her little role play idea. As much as he wanted to pretend it didn't interest him, the thought of her coming to bed dressed as a volleyball player had appealed to him. But could he afford to let her know that it turned him on? Would that just make her more suspicious of his relationship with his players? With Savannah Waters?

 

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By the time Julie came to bed, she was so exhausted, it was clear there would be no role playing, and certainly no sex. She simply crawled into the bed, kissed his forehead, and shut the light off. With her body turned away from his, it almost seemed she was upset. But she wasn't. Unfortunately, this gave Logan no clue if his wife had been serious or not. The question of his wife actually planning to dress as a volleyball player for him was still in the air.

The next morning, she didn't mention it as they had their morning coffee and breakfast. Ben already having been picked up by his morning babysitter. "Big day today?" She asked him with a wink.

 

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By the time Logan joined his wife in the kitchen for breakfast, he had managed to convince himself that he needed to forget all about Savannah and the rest of the volleyball team for awhile. It wasn't going to be easy to do since they had another match in two days and two practices before then, but he was at least determined not to think about her, or them, when he was home with his family. Surely he could at least handle that, he told himself.

"No, just a regular day," he answered as he sat down at the table. "What about you? Anything special going on today?"

 

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"Not besides the usual. And meeting with Savannah over lunch to discuss details about Ben." she smiled at her husband as she poured them both more coffee, "She is such a darling, isn't she?" Julie was a very sincere woman and her obvious admiration for the girl was all over her face, "Good grades, a hard worker, and so good with kids! I don't know why I never thought of her as a babysitter before. If all goes well, I could see her being a long-term sitter for Ben. And I mean, she's a great asset to your team, I'm sure you wouldn't mind having her around!"

She waggled her eyebrows before adding, quite jokingly, "And by asset, I mean... "ASS"...et..." she giggled, "I mean, not that I noticed or anything..." And with that, she had her purse over her shoulder and was kissing her husband goodbye, "Love you, Logan."

 

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Mentally, Logan was groaning as Julie commented on how great Savannah was and how she could possibly be the permanent answer to their babysitting needs. Suddenly the one time disaster that was Savannah helping with Ben while Julie was out of town had become a full time idea in his wife's mind. That was definitely not good, and worse, he couldn't think of a reasonable objection to the whole idea.

"And by asset, I mean... "ASS"...et..." she giggled, "I mean, not that I noticed or anything..."

Logan responded to Julie's comment by shoving enough food into his mouth to make speaking impossible and focusing his thoughts on the newspaper. She was right of course, Savannah did have a fantastic ass, but the last thing he needed was to let his wife know that he agreed with her. Luckily, Julie let it drop, obviously in a hurry to get going.

"Love you, too," Logan managed to say as he forced himself to swallow down the large mouthful of food. "I'll see you tonight after practice."

 

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When Savannah sat down in Logan's class the next morning, she was relieved to see he wasn't there yet. Her heart thumped in her chest hard, and not in a good way. She dreaded seeing him and being forced to talk to him. They had both acted like children and she had made a fool of herself. He had really upset her and gotten under her skin.

She also felt quite embarrassed about the way she had pic messaged Jeremy. If she wanted anything with him to last, that wasn't quite the way to approach it. He had texted her several more times since, and she imagined he'd be waiting for her after class. Hopefully she could avoid him, too.

Savannah fixed her hair in her phone screen as she waited for the class to start. She found herself wondering if her outfit was too sexy... or if it was sexy enough? What would Mr. Reardon think of her white, tight shirt and her thigh skimming short skirt? Her poinytail that dipped between her shoulder blades? Why did she care what he thought?!?!

And at the perfect moment, as if to answer her question, in he walked.

 

[Lucifers Tongue]

During the drive in to work, Logan tried to make sense of the chaos that seemed to be slowly seeping into every facet of his life, from class to volleyball and now to his relationship with his wife and his son. The chaos had a name of course, Savannah Waters, but as much as he wanted to blame her, the coach knew he was the one responsible. He was the one who had lost his center and somehow let himself veer completely off course. But regardless of how he'd come to this point, the question was the same. How could he regain control of his life and step away from the proverbial cliff that he seemed to be peering over?

Step one was to make it through first period without allowing himself to be distracted by Savannah. Step two was to make it through the day without allowing himself to be alone with Savannah. Step three, make it through practice without allowing himself to get drawn into any of Savannah's games. He knew managing to make it through one day wasn't going to solve his problems, but it was a start.

Logan was running a few minutes late, so by the time he stepped into class, most of the students were already seated. He quickly made his way to the front and dropped his bag next to his desk. "Quiz time," he announced as he pulled a small stack of papers from his desk and began to distribute them to the class, barely noticing how tight Savannah's shirt was, squeezing her perky breasts and accentuating them. He also barely noticed how her short skirt left her perfect legs exposed as they stuck out in front of her.

Trying his best not to think about how good Savannah looked, Logan returned to his desk and sat down. "You've got ten minutes," he announced as he turned his attention to his lesson plans for the day. Jesus it's hot in here, he thought to himself as he loosened the top button on his shirt.

 

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Savannah couldn't help herself as she leaned forward in her seat to get an eyeful of Logan's upper chest, seeing him unbutton the top button uncomfortably. She wondered if it was her that was making him feel nervous and warm or if she was totally crazy for even considering the option that it had to do with her. This whole entire thing was certainly making her FEEL crazy, that was for sure.

She and Mr. Reardon had always gotten into it, but this was something else. Her world was turning upside down and she was getting involved with him in every dynamic of her life. Now she was going to be babysitting for him, as if she didn't see him enough during the day. As if she didn't think about him enough. His tight body and his cold stare... the way his gaze felt. The way his fingers felt. The way she imagined his tongue felt.

Fuck!

She shifted her legs, crossing and uncrossing them. Her skirt rode up her legs and she absent-mindedly drew a pen mark up the inside of her right thigh. Before she knew it, she'd drawn a loopy cursive "L." on her thigh. Her eyes widened as she filled out the test that had been put on her desk, trying to pull her skirt back down over it, trying to hide it. She hoped that Logan wouldn't seen she had drawn a fucking L on her lg.

Her phone buzzed and she saw it was another text from Jeremy. "Meet me after class?" he asked. She bit her lip, trying to decide whether or not to answer, when she heard Logan's voice.

"Are you cheating, Ms. Waters?"

 

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For all of the determination Logan had walked into class with, when he sat back down at his desk, the temptation to look up at Savannah was too strong. Luckily the students were all too focused on the quiz to notice as his eyes slowly crept up the length of her bare legs which were visible beneath her desk. Being her coach for the past couple of years, Logan had seen Savannah's legs a million times, but now as his gaze slid up past her knees to her thighs, it was different. Lots of things were different after that night in the car.

He couldn't help but notice that as the beautiful teen read through the test questions she was absently drawing on the inside of one thigh with a pen. The moiton drew Logan's attention even higher up Savannah's thigh, dangerously high and soon all the teacher could think about was that night in front of her house when he had fingered her. Well, that wasn't entirely true, it wasn't all he was thinking of...he was also thinking about what it would be like to slip his head between her toned thighs and eat her pussy...or what it would be like to throw her legs over his shoulders and bury himself inside of her...

Logan so focused on the parade of sexual images that were flashing through his mind, he didn't react right away when he saw Savannah pull her cell phone out and start to press buttons. Eventually another student noticed and looked up at the teacher to see if he had noticed. Logan decided since he was staring right at Savannah he couldn't exactly pretend he hadn't noticed.

"Are you cheating, Ms. Waters?" the coach asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "You know that students are not allowed to use their phones during tests or quizzes, correct?"

 

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Savannah hadn't even responded to Jeremy when he asked the question. And she certainly hadn't noticed him staring. He obviously had been, by the look on his face and the way he had his hands shoved into the pockets of his pants, trying to hide what she knew was a sizeable erection in his boxer briefs. Her hands felt clammy and her lungs and chest felt tight. Why would Logan have drawn attention to the fact he was staring at her lap? That's the only way he could possibly have seen. And why would he call her out like that? Her head was whirling and her stomach felt nauseous.

Wait,had he said something?

She heard a male snicker and realized she was staring.

” I know... I just got a message. I'm not a cheater. You know I'm not a cheater. Seriously? I'm sorry, I'm putting it away, you can watch if you want. I won't touch it again.” She watched him, a slight tremble in her arm as she slid her phone up the inside of her skirt, against her crotch. ”Better?”

Her heart thumped. This was not good. Not good at all.

She wanted him. Bad.

 

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Having followed the path of Savannah's cell phone with his eyes, Logan found himself once again looking up the beautiful teen's short skirt. After the briefest of moments, the teacher forced his eyes up to the brunette's face. He believed her. He'd never really known Savannah to be a cheater, or a liar. She was honest, to a fault at times.

His eyes still locked on hers, Logan walked slowly to her desk before finally responding, his voice soft enough that only Savannah and a handful of associates around him could hear, "I'd better take the phone for now, just so there are no more interruptions. You can have it back as soon as class as over."

It was certainly within a teacher's discretion to confiscate a cell phone from a student, especially during a test, but as Logan held his hand out toward the attractive teenage girl, he couldn't help but wonder whether he was doing so for the integrity of the testing process or so that he would have an excuse to speak with Savannah after class.

 

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As she, and likely only she, watched his eyes travel up her thighs, she regretted not wearing panties. Yes, she knew it was probably the most cliche thing in the world to have a thing for your coach or your teacher and go pantyless and wear a skirt and bla, bla, fucking bla. There was just something about the thrill of wearing such a cute little skirt and slipping her panties off in the bathroom before his class.

As he looked into her eyes, his gaze softened slightly. She breathed a sigh of relief and sat back more relaxed in her chair. But he strode over to her and her heart leapt right back into her throat. He leaned in a little closer as he got to her desk, telling her he needed to take the phone and hold it until the end of class. The narcissist in her said he just wanted an excuse to talk to her. But she knew he was just trying to do his job and another teacher would have likely done worse.

Although she knew he couldn't see her lack of underwear, she was very aware of how slick she was and that the screen of her phone would be coated with her juices. There was no discreet way to wipe it off without her classmates or Logan noticing. She cringed as she slipped the phone from between her legs and into his hand, feeling the juices on her fingers. She bent her head in shame and wiped her fingers on her skirt, breaking eye contact. How mortifying. How would she even explain this?

 

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Logan quickly and discreetly pocketed the cell phone as he turned away from Savannah's desk, not so quickly however that he didn't notice the fact that the phone was smeared with something sticky. He had taken several steps toward his own desk when it occurred to him what the source of that stickiness might be. He was so shocked by that possibility, and intrigued, that he actually stopped half way to his desk and turned back to stare at the attractive brunette, slipping his hand into his pocket and wrapping his fingers around the phone.

The teacher and coach held the phone in his hand for a long moment before returning to his desk and taking a seat. As he sat down, Logan pulled his hand from his pocket and lifted it to his face, pretending to cover his mouth as he fake yawned. With his hand in front of his face, he could smell Savannah's scent on his fingers. The stickiness on her phone was exactly what he thought it was, that much he was sure of.

With her scent filling his nostrils, Logan felt his cock swell slightly, pressing against the front of his pants. He could still remember the smell in his car that night with Savannah, the smell of her arousal as he'd fingered her. He could almost feel the warmth of her pussy, the wetness. He glanced around the room of teenagers, making sure everyone was focused on their quiz, but his eyes eventually moved back to the brunette's legs.

Was she wet at that very moment? Had she been thinking about that night in the car too? The coach was still pondering those questions when the class ended and the students began to file up to his desk to turn in their tests, then exit the room.

 

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Normally Savannah would go about her studying and mind her own business and not even think about Coach Logan or any of the things he was doing. But as he walked away from her desk, she became obsessive about flicking her eyes up every other second to see if he had noticed the stickyness or the scent of her that was coating her phone. It made her feel the same way she imagined she would if she had a giant red A on her chest.

Savannah watched as he still had his hand in his pocket, and then yawned, his hand over his nose and mouth. Bullshit, he had to yawn. She rolled her eyes, but blushed at the same time. Had he really wanted to prove himself right that badly? To smell her on his fingers. God, the same way he could smell her on his fingers after the night in his car! She was such a bad person. What kind of homewrecker was she? Happily married and she was just rolling through his life like a bull in a china shop. Not to mention the fact that she was about to start babysitting for him!

She tried to concentrate on her test, but her thoughts were torn between feeling awful about herself and trying not to cry, and being extremely aroused thinking about the other night and how excited the teacher and coach got over her. Before she knew it, class was over and everyone was filtering out. A few people elbowed her, teasing her about having to stay behind as if they were still little kids and she was in trouble. But boy, was she really in trouble.

Savannah dropped her test on his desk last, as the door closed behind the last few students. "Can, I...um... have my phone back? I don't need to see the principal, do I? I really wasn't cheating. I can show you the text I got when you caught me." she was babbling, trying to make up for the fact that her mind was so full of crazy thoughts, it felt like it was about to explode.

 

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"I really wasn't cheating. I can show you the text I got when you caught me," Savannah pleaded as she stood at the corner of the teacher's desk.

No, I guess not, Logan thought as he stared at the fresh faced teen, I was the one who was cheating. And the worst part is that I'd do it again in a heart beat, given the chance.

"It's okay, Savannah, I believe you," he finally responded, rising from his chair and taking a step toward her as he reached back into his pocket to remove the phone. Another step and Logan was just inches from the nervous teenager. He lifted the phone up, the light over his head causing parts of the phone to glisten, emphasizing the wetness.

"I guess I should be glad one of my students is excited about my class," the joke was half-hearted at best as the coach offered the phone to the brunette.

 

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Savannah bit her lip nervously as the moments of silence ticked by. Each mere moment felt like minutes as he stared at her, saying nothing, the amusement very obvious in his eyes. Finally he answered her, saying he believed her and getting up from his desk. She jumped back instinctively. But he just reached into his pocket and took out the phone, stepping even closer to her. He was so close that she could feel his body heat. She stammered quietly as he held the phone out to her, the florescent lights making the juices on her phones look even more sinful.

"I-wh-oh." she mumbled, blushing at his joke. She grabbed the phone and wiped it on her skirt. "I don't... I..." she swallowed hard. "I'm sorry." her face was bright red and she hid her face behind her arm momentarily, "I'm an awful, awful person." she blinked back tears as her eyes filled up, her long eyelashes the only thing holding them back. "I'm so sorry."

 

[Lucifers Tongue]

In that single micro-second of a moment as Logan looked down and saw the tears welling in Savannah's eyes, a hundred different thoughts sprang to mind, dozens of questions about why she was upset, what she was thinking, dozens more about what he could say to make her feel better, every possible action seemed to play out in his head, spinning off in a million directions until finally Logan chose to completely ignore the thoughts in his head and just do what felt right...

Slipping a hand around the teenager's waist, the teacher pulled her body close to his chest, then leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her firmly. Her lips were soft and wet and Logan found himself wondering if anyone had ever had lips like those...or if any girl had ever felt so warm and soft and arousing ever before...

By the time he pulled his lips from hers for a short moment, Logan was aroused and he found it impossible not to notice her perky breasts heaving against his own chest, just as he found it impossible not to want to taste those lips again...

 

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Savannah had no idea what Logan would do in reaction to her tears. She expected him to express shock, concern, maybe anger. Maybe he'd demand she leave the classroom, maybe he'd pretend he didn't notice, or maybe he'd even address it head on. The last thing she expected was what she felt next, which was his hand on her waist and within moments, her body against his and his lips on hers.

"Wh-" her question was cut off by his lips and tongue so firm and tender against hers. She whimpered against his lips as her hips pressed forward against her will. Why did he have to be so handsome and charismatic? Why did her body have to respond this way to his? Savannah pulled away from him. "Are you crazy?! Anyone could have walked in! Or seen!" Although it was true, that wasn't even what worried her the most. The reason for her tears just got even worse after he'd kissed her yet again. "I am a horrible human being. You are happily married and I am a wrecking ball."

 

[Lucifers Tongue]

Logan could hear the frustration and the fear and the guilt in Savannah's voice, but he had also felt the desire in her lips when he kissed her, he had felt her chest heaving against his, her heart racing. He knew that she was as torn with emotion as he was, and just as confused.

"Yes, you're a horrible person, which I guess means we deserve each other," he said, letting his eyes fall away from her face. "I'm your teacher, and your coach and that means you should be able to trust me. I should be protecting you from people like me. You should be safe with me..."

As his words trailed off, Logan slowly lifted his gaze back up to meet the teenager's, his eyes finding hers and holding for a long moment before he spoke again, "You aren't safe with me, Savannah, not at all..."