Coach's Prodigy (RoleplayMaster x Business Casual)

[RoleplayMaster]

Panting, Curtis slowly made his way to the coach as he heard the whistle. For the last hour, he and his seven classmates had been worked to near-death thanks to their coach, Julia Williams. It was her first year at the school, yet she was so far one of the best coaches he had ever had. After the first semester, which ended with a rather poor loss to a rival school, Coach Williams seemed determined to get the team better.

Soon, the eight boys from fifteen to seventeen years of age stood in front of her. Despite being the youngest, Curtis seemed to be the most worked, sweat pouring from his body and drenching his gym clothes. It could have been the result of his body shape though, compared to his classmates. While a lot of them were built well, Curtis' body fit a more nerdy stereotype, a little skinnier and lankier. His shorter, thinner stature seemed to help him though, allowing him to move with the basketball a lot more fluidly than most others... not that he could turn that into points most the time, when it came down to it. He was knocked out of his thoughts as Coach Williams began to talk.

 

[Business Casual]

Julia Williams had gone into coaching after two years in the WNBA after a terrible knee injury. She fully recovered with a year's worth of therapy, but it had left her wanting to get out of playing and into coaching. Now at 30 she found herself in her first year at this school she found herself striving to get this team better.

One student in particular caught her attention--Curtis. He was young, short, and a little on the scrawny side but boy could he run, and such determination. She would mold him into the player she knew he could be. "Alright boys, that's it for the day. Rest hard and train harder this weekend." She said before clapping to release them, grabbing Curtis' shoulder as he walked by. "I'm not done with you yet though. Not today. We need to talk. I see you're winded but I think I know of some ways to help improve your game."

 

[RoleplayMaster]

Thankful for the dismissal, Curtis turned to follow his classmates, but was stopped by the feminine hand on his shoulder. Giving a reluctant nod as she told him to stay behind, Curtis could think of nothing else but the showers, or at the very least, sitting down. But knowing that improving his game was important, he made an effort to pay attention. "No problem, Coach." He replied. "What did you want to show me, or tell me, or whatever?" He asked once the other boys had left.

Not showering with the others was probably a good thing. After all, the lockerroom was just filled with rather sexual comments about their coach. Because despite being mid to late teens, the attractiveness of Coach Williams did not escape them, especially whenever she wore tight yoga pants, or anything like that.

 

[Business Casual]

Julia smiled as she kept her hand on his shoulder, rubbing it lightly as she spoke. "I'd like you to come back to my home tonight for a one on one session." She said as she released him. "We can work on my home court on a few things I saw today."

She stepped back and looked him up and down once. "Go grab a quick shower and meet me at my car when you're done."

 

[RoleplayMaster]

A little surprised, Curtis only nodded, silently grabbing his things and running off to the showers. His horny teenage mind was running over what she wanted, though he knew that it was only an innocent lesson, nothing more. After only ten minutes, Curtis returned, wearing casual clothing since it was the last lesson of the day. He no longer smelled of sweat either. Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he gave a shy smile to his coach. "Ready when you are." he said, watching her get in the car, and following her inside.

 

[Business Casual]

Julia was waiting in her 2013 purple mustang, pop music blasting on the stereo as Curtis made his way into her car. "Took you long enough." She joked as she drove out of the school lot towards her home. Her home was in a gated community, a sizable mini mansion given her former status as a WNBA player, with a full basketball court in the backyard. "And here we are, my home." She said as she got out of the car, stretching as she did so.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

The best words that could be used to describe the ride to her home was 'awkward silence'. Sure, maybe she was happy with driving silently, but he kept feeling anxious that he needed to say something. But nothing he thought of was smart. So he simply resigned to sit quietly, waiting until they reached her home.

Upon arrival, Curtis got out and stretched too, trying not to stare as her shirt rode up slightly, or the perfect way her ass curved as her back arched back. "So what do you have planned?"