Copyright 2011 by Rachel Chase
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Heather Prescott bent over, stretching her legs, and slanted a look at the rest of the team. Most of them were talking about the big meet next week, but Heather had other things on her mind: namely, her coach. Mr. Stone had to be the hottest track coach ever to grace a college campus. Every time the team practiced, Heather found herself distracted by his body. She’d spent the semester fantasizing about him, rubbing her clit at night while she dreamed about his cock deep inside her.
She waited, her pussy twitching in anticipation, and pretended to do more stretching until the rest of the team said goodnight and headed off. They’d held a rare evening practice because of the heat, and the oval track was lit by bright overhead lights. As Heather stood, the lights began to go out, until only her area was still illuminated. Overhead, if she looked away from the light, she could see stars glittering, tiny points of light that seemed to twinkle their encouragement.