Coach
Beth double checked to make sure no one was looking and did the math in her head again to make sure she'd seen the whole team leave before she crept down into the boy's locker room. She was giddy with nervous anticipation as she walked down to the coach's office. He was in there, rubbing his eyes. She slipped in quietly and slowly wrapped her arms around his neck. "Something wrong?" she whispered.
He smirked and covered her hands with his. "Teenage boys, that's my problem." He reached around and pulled her around to his lap. "I've missed you."
Beth smiled and kissed him. "You have no idea." She smiled as Daryl cupped the back of her head and kissed her, moving her around in his lap until she was straddling him. She slowly pushed him back and smirked. "I have a surprise for you." She slowly leaned back and opened the coat she'd been wearing, revealing her cheerleading uniform.
Daryl groaned and bit his lip, looking her over slowly. "You're such a naught girl," he whispered, his hands smoothing up her thighs to her hips, his head falling back on his shoulders when he realized she was completely bare underneath. "Very naughty."
She smirked and started to unbutton his shirt. "Thought you would enjoy that." She smiled and kissed him again as he stated to rock her hips against his.
"You thought right." He kissed her as she pushed his shirt from his shoulders and he pushed his chair back far enough to lift her onto his desk, pushing her skirt over her hips. Beth's hands went to his belt as he started to rub her clit, easing two fingers into her, thrusting them slowly. She moaned, arching her hips, rocking against his hand as she pulled him from his jeans. He growled as she pumped him and quickly pushed her hand away.
Daryl was about to thrust into her when they heard the locker room door open. "I'm tellin' you man, you're wrong."
"Fuck," Daryl whispered as Beth climbed under his desk. He sat back in his chair and she pulled him closer, hiding him under the desk. He could hear the boys getting closer and he quickly grabbed her coat and tossed it under the desk. He looked up as Zach and Jimmy walked in. "The hell are you two doing here?" he asked, nearly jumping out of his skin when he felt Beth's tongue against his aching cock. Oh, she was a dirty little girl.
"We needed to ask you something, settle an argument for us." Jimmy crossed his arms and leaned against the door. "Zach here thinks it was eighty-seven the last time we lost a game." Daryl was finding it difficult to concentrate on what they were saying as Beth's sweet mouth engulfed him, slowly sinking all the way down until her throat was swallowing around him.
"And I told him it was eighty-three." Zach smirked a bit and looked at Daryl. "Go on, tell him he's wrong."
Daryl gripped Beth's hair as she started to bob her head up and down on his dick. He was going to get her back for this. "Why don't you two idiots," he had to pause as her hand cupped his balls lightly, "go look at the fucking boards outside?" He shut his eyes, rubbing them, hoping they bought it as an act of being tired instead of trying to conceal the blow job going on under the desk.
"Oh, right." Jimmy looked at Zach. "Now I feel stupid."
Daryl swallowed down a groan as Beth started to move faster. He could swear he could feel her smirking around his cock. He was going to come, any second now, and he needed to get these two idiots out of his office. "Exactly, not get the fuck out," he snapped. He watched them leave, closing the door behind him and he let his head drop forward onto the desk, groaning as Beth's tongue wrapped around his cock. "Oh fuck baby," he groaned out. "Here it comes," he warned her before he emptied himself down her throat.
She giggled as she slowly crawled out from under the desk. "How was that?" she asked, licking her lips and sitting up on the desk. Daryl smirked and threw her back on the desk, pulling her legs over his shoulders. He showed her just how much he liked it, making her scream his name over and over again.