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He picked me up in the bar, it had been a long night of fleeting glances across the room, I had hitched my skirt up and crossed and uncrossed my legs a few times flashing stocking tops and panties at him. He stood six feet tall, wide shoulders, rugby player build his hands enormous and his smile lighting up the room.
"Hello sexy fancy a drink" he smiled as he leaned in towards the bar right behind me. I looked over my shoulder into his eyes and replied, "That will do for a start”.
He explained that he was an ex rugby player who now coached locally and asked me if I liked the sport, " what all those big fit lads in shorts, what's not to like " I whispered in his ear and he laughed "thought as much". We enjoyed the next hour chatting then he offered to take me to the local grounds and catch the end of the practice, telling me I could see the lads up close and personal. "What a pitch in these heels?". He looked down my legs to my feet and shrugged " well we could stay in the box and you can meet the lads after". "Ok" I said and he picked up my coat and helped me into it taking my hand and leading me outside to his BMW, "jump in " he said
I sat legs together wrapped in the leather of the bucket seat, his hand brushing my knee as he changed gear and pulled away. We hadn't gone far when his hand decided to rest on my knee instead of the gear stick and his fingers started to work their way up my soft nylon coated legs towards the top of my stockings. I relaxed allowing my thighs to part as his fingers moved to the inside of my leg till he reached bare flesh then he turned and smiled" your enjoy this visit to the club" he laughed.
As we pulled into the grounds he took his hand away then got out of the car came round to my side and helped me out. Locking the car he lead me by the hand to the club bar sat me at a table and went to the bar. "Bottle of the good stuff and two glasses" I heard him say, the barman brought over the ice bucket and popped the cork but as he went to pour he was stopped, " we are going to take it down to the box and watch the end of practice" said my date, then he turned to me and passed me the glasses, carrying the ice bucket in one hand he lead me by the other down some stairs and into a large glass fronted room over looking the pitch.
He sat the ice bucket down on a table and pulled two chairs up to the glass, "take a seat while I pour" he said. I did as I was told watching the young team run up and down the pitch tackling each other, he brought over a glass and slipped it into my fingers then waved to the lads, they all looked up and waved back, " they obviously like you" I smiled at him "oh I take care of their needs" he smiled down at me " now drink up young lady they will soon be in and want to meet you". The thought made me wiggle in my seat all that young male flesh, oh how sticky my panties were starting to get at just the thought.
I drank my glass dry as he reached out his hand for mine and lead me down more stairs to the corridors at the ground floor. We walked for ages then he said "right are you ready to meet the boys now". He pushed the door open ushering me inside and as stepped through the door I realised this was the changing room, I could hear the boys but couldn't see them "oh their in the baths" he smiled "this way" I followed him past the lockers the smell of male bodies filling my nostrils then we reached a plastic curtain. As the curtain parted a wall of steam hit us he went through shouting “make yourselves decent” into the billowing steam I heard scuffling as the boys obviously moved around and as my eyes got used to the steamy room I could make out a raised tiled bath and lots of bodies seated in the steamy water that it held.
“So who is the best coach in the world” he shouted “You are “ they said as one, “And who looks after your needs” again they answered as one “You Do”.
He lead me by the hand into the bathing area and guided me to stand on the side of the raised bath, my heels finding it hard to get a grip on the tiled surface, I looked down at the twelve faces all looking up at me standing there as he began to talk again.
“Well done boys for winning that match and gaining us the trophy, as a way of thanking you all I have arranged this evenings entertainment for you, and here she is, meet Scarlett”.
My heart skipped a beat what did he mean arranged the entertainment and why was he introducing me in that same sentence, as my brain raced to work out what was happening the first of the boys stood up from the water and walked towards me, his body dripping wet his defined muscles shining he reached up a hand towards me and caressed my thigh, then before I had a chance to move he wrapped his arms around both my legs and lifted me off my feet spinning around and dropping me into the centre of the hot bath.