3 comments/ 35513 views/ 18 favorites My Softball Coach By: camogirl88 I was so excited that softball was finally starting. All of my senior year so far had been based on preparing for this day. Our first game of the year. I am known to be the star catcher on our team. I have a fierce drive to win, and I hate it when players on my team don't give the game their all. Coach knew this from the very first time he put me on the plate, he says he loves girls with attitude. Today we were kicking off the season by playing our biggest rivals, the south end of the county, the South Dorchester Rhinos. We were known as the North Dorchester Bulldogs. I was leaning against the chain link fence behind our first base foul pole, watching the Rhino's warm up in the field. "A lot of 'em look like rhinos, huh?" I heard. It was my coach; we all just called him Kasey. He was 22, only four or five years older than most of the girls on the team. And let me tell you, he's a good looking man! He probably measured in at about 6'3, 180 lbs, and was pure muscle! His short brown hair and striking ice blue eyes added to his attractiveness. I started to laugh at his comment, it was true. Most of the girls on the Rhino's were... big, for lack of a better word. Not to say they weren't good, the team was awesome, just not very attractive. We, on the other hand, were great, and hot! "I dunno Kase, number 36 looks more like a blimp." I said with a straight face. Kasey's deep laugh rumbled in my ear as he placed his arm around my shoulder to watch with me. Kasey and I were very close when it came to coach and player. I had actually known him since I was like five. He was my older brother's best friend. "So are you ready to play a kick ass game?" he asked me as the Rhinos entered their dugout again, signaling the game was ready to begin. "You know I am." I said with a smile as we started to walk over to our dugout. Kasey always began the games with a pep talk to the team. He was a great coach; he always made great plays and knew how to keep our spirits up in tough times. After his speech we grabbed our gear and headed out to the field, as home team, we would have last at-bat. Three innings in, the game was not going our way. We were behind by four points and not getting any better. I was starting to get frustrated behind the plate. Kasey was making the right calls, but no one was paying attention to them. The new girls on the team, the one's who had moved up from J.V. this year, didn't seem to think they had to listen to Kasey. After two more errors were made in the field, I was fed up. I threw off my helmet and called a time out. Our infield all gathered around the pitcher's mound where I made sure to point out that they weren't listening and that's why we were losing. Kasey stood on the sidelines watching this meeting, hearing every word. He was proud of the way I took charge of our team. There needed to be one girl to be named captain this season, and so far it looked like it was going to be me. After I got the new girls' heads on straight we began playing again, and AMAZINGLY, the new ones started to pay attention. Ever more amazingly? We scored three runs as soon as we got up to bat! We needed two more to take the lead, and I was up. There was a sophomore on second base, so I knew I had to bring her in to home. I prided myself on patience when it came to selecting the right pitch. I settled back into the box and took the signs to heart that Kasey was giving me. Until he gave me one that I had no clue what it meant! He tapped his chest twice and gave me a smile. Confused I just turned back and waited. It was the perfect pitch! A bit low and straight down the middle, just how I liked them! I swung hard and connected with the neon yellow ball, sending it into deep left. Not sure whether it would clear the fence I charged to first, and took the first base coach's signal and kept going to second. As I rounded second I saw Kasey, wide eyed, an ear splitting grin on his face. He was waving me on towards home, but by the urgency of his movements I knew this wasn't an ordinary homerun, but maybe an in the park homerun. Gina, the girl on second had already scored and was watching wide eyed from behind home plate. As I was sprinting towards home I heard Kasey's deep voice yell "DOWN!" and immediately leveled into a slide, my right foot connecting with the bag a split second before I felt the catcher's mitt smack into my thigh. I knew I was safe. And the ump's call confirmed it. We'd just moved into the lead, and I'd just got a in the park homerun! I went to stand up and cheer, but when I stood I recognized the pain that had been shooting through my ankle since I slid into home. I'd been too excited to notice it before now. It hurt! I sank back down to the ground, holding my ankle and signaled to the ump that I was hurt. Within two seconds Kasey was crouched beside me asking what was wrong. I told him about my ankle and he slid down my sock, revealing the fact that my ankle was already swelling and bruising. Looks like I wasn't going to get to finish my first game of the season. I was incredibly mad. Then, I was completely shocked. Kasey told Rob, our assistant coach to take over the game; he was taking me to the hospital. "Hell no Kasey, we've got half the game to go, you can't leave them now." I said as Kasey helped me to my feet, supporting me on the side that I couldn't walk on. His arm was around my waist, mine around his shoulder. "Someone has to take you there baby" he said softly. "Yeah, but I'll call Ryan or someone," I said, talking about my brother, who was Kasey's best friend. Kasey shook his head no. "Ryan's in Aspen, remember?" Shit, no I'd forgotten about that. Frustrated I tried one more time. "Kasey I can sit in the dugout till the games over then we can go, ok?" I pleaded. Once again Kasey shook his head no. "Rob is competent enough to coach a half a game by himself." he said as we reached his black '07 Silverado. Sighing I allowed him to lift me into the seat of the big truck. I had to admit, my ankle was beginning to throb unmercifully. I leaned my head back against the seat and closed my eyes, willing the tears that pricked them to go away. I didn't cry. Not over a silly busted up ankle, but DAMN it hurt. As Kasey got in the driver's seat he could tell I wasn't faring well. "I hate to tell you baby, but I don't think you're gonna be playing for some amount of time, I think it might be broken." he said reaching over and rubbing my thigh comfortingly. I groaned in frustration. Despite the pain shooting up my leg Kasey's touch set off another kinda pain, in a totally different place. But it was a good kinda pain; the kind that is so pleasurable it hurts. I'd always had a secret crush on Kasey but never would have told him that! Twenty minutes later we pulled up to the emergency room door and Kasey went in to get a wheelchair. Man this was embarrassing. I'd rather stumble in than ride in in one of those things! But Kasey insisted and honestly I was in too much pain to argue much, a sure sign that it was bad. Kasey joked half heartedly that I was ALWAYS in the mood to argue. After waiting in the emergency room for what seemed like hours, a doctor finally saw me and deemed my ankle broken. He then set it in a cast and gave me pain meds. I took half the dose that it said to; I didn't like how the things dulled my senses. But it was enough to stop the throbbing. I navigated to the truck on my newly acquired crutches and then allowed Kasey to help me into the truck. Rob had called Kasey while I was with the doctor, saying that we had won, thanks to my game saving hit. That made me feel much better. Kasey drove straight to my house. My parents were off on some trip around the world, and as Kasey had pointed out, Ryan was in Aspen. The house was empty. Great. It was Friday, so I had a whole weekend of nothing to do. I couldn't drive since I'd broken the ankle that I drive with. And to be honest, I wasn't in very good shape to be going out anyway. Kasey came in and insisted on making me something to eat even though I wasn't hungry and insisted I could do it myself. After we'd both eaten some soup and sandwiches Kasey said he was gonna go home and pack real quick. "Huh?" I asked confused. "Well, you're gonna need some company till Ryan gets home." he said as if it was the most natural thing in the world for him to stay with me alone. "I, uh, I can get Gramma or someone if you don't want to," I said lamely. Kasey chuckled and walked slowly up to me. "Don't you get it yet, honey? I WANT to stay her with you. Alone. Just the two of us. I've wanted too since you were a freshman!" he said softly, reaching up to caress my cheek. My stomach jumped with nerves at his touch. "Y-you do?" I asked softly, afraid to grow excited. Afraid to be disappointed. With a slow nod Kasey reached in and slowly kissed my lips. Just a soft, gentle peck, before he turned and left to go get some of his things. I stayed where I was, if it weren't for the crutches holding me up, I think I would've been a pile on the floor. My heart was beating at 100 mph. I decided to go up and change out of my uniform. A hard task considering the bulky cast on my foot, but I managed and was just awkwardly making my way down the steps again as Kasey walked back in. With a growl of frustration he stalked over to me and swept me into his arms before carrying me to the couch. "Don't you know how dangerous maneuvering those steps can be like that?" he grumbled as he sat down beside me. "You could have fallen." he said looking at me with worry in his eyes. I was touched. "I'm ok Kasey. I promise." I said. Then to my amazement, Kasey gave me a sheepish look. He looked almost embarrassed and I couldn't understand why. "Look, Erin, I realized on my way home that I may not have been clear on how I said things earlier. I, uh, I really, really like you. And I know its not right for a coach to like his player like this, and its also not right for a man to like his best friend's kid sister like this, but you're an amazing girl, and I really wanted you to know how I felt. I understand if you don't feel the same, and that I probably shouldn't have sprung it on you like this but I just couldn't hold back my feelings anymore. I want you to know, if you are willing to see where this goes, I'm willing to quit my job as coach to be with you." I was absolutely, completely floored. Did I just hear him right? Was he willing to do that just on a chance that we might be perfect for each other? Oh man. "Kasey, I've felt the same about you since I began noticing boys, but you can not quit your job. I mean you've got bills. I'll quit the softball team... I mean I'm not gonna be much use this year anyway right?" I said with a smile and a nod towards my now numb ankle. A broad grin broke out on Kasey's handsome face as he cupped my cheek lightly. "Erin you have just made me the happiest man in the world. Are you sure? You are really willing to see where this can lead?" "Of course Kasey!" I exclaimed but then hesitated. "But uh, what about Ryan? Won't he get mad?" I asked. "Ryan once told me that he thought you liked me and that if that was true he wouldn't mind us being together at all. Honestly." I was overcome with relief and joy. This sexy stud was going to be mine! The school couldn't say anything about a coach dating a student, I was 18 years old and of age to date whomever I wanted, including the softball coach! I leaned over to Kasey and he leaned in as well, and we met with a passionate kiss. Tongue's swirling together and I felt his hands grip my shoulders lightly. I leaned further in and my chest touched his, sending a shot of electricity through my body. I groaned softly and he pulled me into his lap. I could feel his hard-on pressing into my ass through my shorts. I wiggled my ass slightly and heard his groan of frustration. We broke the heated kiss and he stared me in my eyes. "Erin, I don't want to rush you." he said softly. I laughed softly. "You can't go fast enough to please me," I said, smiling, a challenge in my eyes. A slight grin split Kasey's face before he started kissing me again. Before I knew it we were both completely naked except for the burden on my ankle and I was straddling him. Kasey was kissing my neck and breasts and I was grinding my now sopping wet slit on his rock hard cock. He looked up at me with passion in his eyes as I lifted myself up and settle myself onto it, allowing the head to enter me. Kasey gave a powerful thrust up and entered me completely. I gave a loud cry of pleasure and he began to pound into me from beneath. As I was closing in on a breath taking orgasm he slowed the pace flipped up over, while still in me. He then began making love to me, slowly entering and exiting me and kissing my upper body as he did. I rapidly grew close again and this time flew off the edge. My contracting pussy must have been too much for him because he too reached his peak, shooting hot cum deep into my hole. I cried out his name as we both came. Later that night I was lying in my bed wrapped in Kasey's arms when I heard the door downstairs open. Kasey quickly jumped up to peek out the window. "Shit, it's Ryan" was all he said. To be continued...? My Softball Coach Ch. 02 We both knew that Ryan would not be mad at us for being together... just that he'd be very surprised since Kasey hadn't talked to him about it before. Ryan grabbed his clothes and hustled across the hallway to the bathroom and got dressed. We heard Ryan yell out from downstairs. "Erin, Kasey, you both here!?" I quickly slid on a pair of shorts and a tank top, well, at least as quickly as I could, considering the hindrance of a cast on my ankle. "I'm changing my clothes Ry, hold on; I'll be down in a minute!" I yelled out just as Kasey yelled "Hold on bro, I'm pissing!" Both Kasey and I emerged into the hall at the same time and Kasey followed at my heels down the steps, in case I stumbled, so he could catch me. As we rounded the corner at the bottom of the steps, Ryan was coming from the kitchen, sandwich in his hand. He stopped at stared. "Erin, what the fuck happened to you?" he asked, concerned. "I had a bit of an accident during the game today, broke my ankle, go figure," I told my older brother. "Ouch, you doin ok?" he asked. I nodded and explained that I'd taken pain pills. Ryan then turned his attention to Kasey. "So bro, you just stop by to see how your star catcher is doing?" he asked eyeing him suspiciously. Kasey turned a bit red. "Well, sorta. Actually, Ry, Erin and I got something we wanna talk to you about." Ryan chuckled softly. "Let me guess, you all finally figured out what I've known for years? That you both have raging feelings for each other?" Kasey and I were stunned. Ryan had known how each of us had felt and never said a word. "Uh, well yeah... is that gonna be a problem?" Kasey asked Ryan. "Fuck no dude. At least I know she's in good hands with you. Good luck to ya guys!" he said giving Kasey a slap on the back and me an affectionate hug. I smiled at Ryan then at Kasey. Kasey tugged me into his arms and gave me a breath taking hug. "Well now that that's settled, Erin you wanna head to my house for the weekend?" Kasey asked me as Ryan left the room to go take a shower. "Sure," I answered and told him to come help me pack some stuff to take. Kasey followed me up the stairs, his hand on my shoulder the whole way, and into my room. He shut the door after I came in and I turned to him smiling. Kasey walked towards me then pulled me close and kissed me, a tender, sweet, kiss that rocked me to my toes. I groaned softly at the feelings of his hands on my waist. After a few moments we broke the kiss and he patted my ass gently. "Ok, what do ya need?" he asked and we went ahead and packed all of the things I would need for a weekend away from home. After I had packed I told Ryan I'd see him alter then Kasey and I piled into his truck again to head to his house. He owned a nice rancher out on the edge of town. It sat on about ten acres, mostly woods, and was completely secluded from anyone, the nearest neighbor being about five miles away. I'd been here three or four times before and I absolutely loved the place. It was my dream house. The house was big enough to be comfortable, and not confined, but small enough to feel cozy instead of empty. The interior of his house was done in forest greens, browns and tans. The couches in his living room were worn, soft brown leathers, and the walls were covered in dark oak planks. A 52" big screen TV dominated one wall, and another was covered in pictures of Kasey in his baseball days, his family and his friends. Kasey told me to make myself at home, that he was going to run and get a shower. I nodded and asked him if I could put my things in his room, he said of course. I made my way back to his bedroom and then placed my bag down on the floor by the end of his bed. I then made my way back to his living room. After he was done showering, Kasey came out, and made us dinner, some steaks and potatoes on the grill. We both ate heartily, sitting out on his porch, which overlooked a slow hill that made its way down to the stream running through Kasey's property. We then made our way into the house again, and cuddled up together on the couch. Watching a movie later that night we both fell asleep in each other's arms on the couch. I awoke sometime the next morning, probably about 2am and smiled as I saw Kasey asleep, slight snoring sounds coming from his mouth and nose. He didn't have a shirt on, and only a pair of running shorts covered his lower half. I could feel his soft cock against the inside of my thigh. I wiggled my way out of under his arm which was around my waist, anchoring me to him, and then I treaded as softly as I could on crutches over to the lamp on the end table and switched it on. It lit the room in a soft glow and I could see Kasey better now. I then made my way back over and knelt on the floor beside him. Slowly and carefully I freed his limp dick from his shorts, sliding them down to around his knees. He only stirred once or twice and never woke up while I did this. I then took in his whole body with my eyes. His shoulders were broad and tanned from working outside without a shirt on. Kasey often had coached without a shirt on during practices, much to the delight of his players. The broad shoulders tapered into a toned, flat stomach rippled with abs, and then farther to a lean waist. He only had a soft peppering of brown hair across his chest and abs, giving him a manly, yet not grizzly look. His thighs were thick and corded with lean muscles, and also covered in a sprinkling of soft brown hairs. These thighs framed his cock, a nice 7.5"when hard, and about 1.5" thick, with a pink head that was as smooth as silk. His scrotum was a heavy sac filled with balls about the size of golf balls. The pubic hairs encasing this package were trimmed to a neat shortness. I smiled as I eyed his dick and then slowly leaned down and kissed the very head of it. I felt it jump beneath my lips and smiled. Slowly I slid my tongue along the creases of his thighs, and around his ball sac, slowly suckling one ball into my mouth and rolling it around with my tongue. A soft sigh escaped Kasey's lips and I looked up; he still wasn't awake. His cock was now awake though. It was slowly becoming engorged with blood. I decided to take the swelling rod into my mouth. Slowly, I licked the whole entire shaft and then all around the head before slurping the whole thing into my hot, wet mouth. It all fit easily as he was not yet fully hard. As I began to run my tongue all around the head and shaft, I felt it swell within my mouth, slowly making the space in there more confined. I gently used my teeth to nip at the almost fully hard shaft and I suddenly felt Kasey's hands wrap through my loose hair. My eyes darted up to his face and his eyes were wide open, watching me, with a sexy smile on his face. I smiled, my mouth full of his now rock-hard cock. I began sliding my mouth up and down his rod with more speed. I could feel it begin to pulse within my mouth, the veins in it beginning to protrude. I ran my tongue over the sensitive spot right under the head of it and Kasey moaned loudly. "Ohhh baby, that's right," he said in a raspy voice. After a little while more of this Kasey tugged on my shoulders and I lifted my mouth of off his now raging hard cock. "God, come up here," he whispered hoarsely. I awkwardly got to my feet then slid up and straddled him, his cock nestled between my now wet slit. I ground my pussy against his cock and he growled in frustration. "Baby, you keep that up and we won't even get to the main attraction," he growled between clenched teeth. I felt his hand slide between us and his finger teased me through my cotton shorts. His finger slid across my engorged clit and made me jump in pleasure. I sighed softly and my head fell back a bit. Kasey seized the opportunity and his mouth latched onto my exposed throat column. His tongue traced across my pulse and he kissed me tenderly there. His finger stroking my slit through my shorts the whole time. "One of us is way to clothed here baby," he whispered and I took the hint. I slid my shirt off, revealing my 36c tits, since I wasn't wearing a bra, and then I awkwardly slid my shorts off, which showed him my glistening pussy, since I had no underwear on either. "You are gorgeous," Kasey said as he stared into my eyes, his hands running up and down my sides, around the edges of my breasts. He then began to cup and knead my breasts in his large hands, his calloused thumbs teasing the nipples into rock hard little peaks. I whimpered in pleasure as he leaned forward and latched his lips around one nipple, his tongue tracing circles around it. As he did this, one hand traveled down and held onto my waist and the other slowly slid through the crease of my slit. His fingers came away soaked with juices and he smiled up at me. Slowly, he eased a finger up into my tight canal. I moaned softly in pleasure, my hips arching up off of his to give him better access. He began to slowly thrust that finger in and out of me, getting me ready for what we both truly wanted. "Baby, are you ready?" he gasped as I ground myself upon his throbbing cock. I smiled and nodded. Before I knew what was happening, Kasey had me on my back beneath him, and his cock was poised at my entrance. I smiled up at him and he pressed against me, the head of it easing into my entrance slowly. I could feel myself being stretched by his thickness and whimpered in fulfillment. He smiles down at me and then leaned forward, kissing my lips as he eased all the way in. After he was buried fully in me, he began to ease back out again. I could feel every centimeter of that beautiful piece of male meat moving within me. I could already feel myself wanting to cum. Kasey must have known this because he reached down and pinched my clit lightly, sending me over the edge, my pussy spasming around his cock. He groaned and picked the pace up some. My orgasm obviously spurred him on. He continued to play with my clit and quickly brought me to the brink again. I could feel the ridge of the head of his cock moving within me and cried out his name softly in pleasure. Kasey's forehead was beaded in sweat from the heat we were generating. His eyes gazed down into mine and I saw them glaze over in passion. The last few thrusts his slammed into me and I felt the first spurt of his juices splash against the walls of my canal. This feeling caused me to have yet another orgasm, a first in my book, and I cried out loudly as I came. My pussy convulsed around him as he spurted cum deep in my belly. After the most intense orgasms of both of our lives, Kasey moved me aside a bit and cuddled me up beside him. "God Erin, you are amazing," he said as he nibbled at my ear. I giggled softly and nuzzled into his neck. "You too baby, you're incredible." We lie there for the rest of the morning, cuddling and stroking each other. The sun came up about 5:45am and we went out onto the deck to watch it together. As I sat there wrapped in Kasey's arms I couldn't help but think that this was the happiest I had been in a long, long time. I smiled up at him in the dawn's early light and he smiled back, leaning in to kiss me softly. My Softball Coach Ch. 03 The weekend went by way to quick in both mine, and Kasey's opinions. It was the most amazing weekend I had ever spent. We lazed around the whole time, in each other's arms. I got more and more used to my crutches every day. Monday morning, we both got up early and Kasey took me home so I could get ready for school. I showered, taking special precautions not to get my cast wet, and dressed. And since I still hadn't mastered driving with my left foot (Kasey had let me practice in his Jeep), he stopped by on his way in and drove me to school. I noticed a lot of kids staring as I pulled up with Kasey in the parking lot that morning. The guys just looked curious, whereas some of the girls looked downright murderous. I smiled to myself; this was going to be an interesting day. As we walked up to the school doors, Kasey whispered in my ear, "Erin, I want to kiss you goodbye, but I don't think that would be a good idea yet". He looked ashamed that we had to hide our feelings. I gave him a reassuring smile. "Its fine, Kasey. They'll all know soon enough," and with that, and a small wave and wink, I turned and headed to the principals office. I had to quit the softball team this morning, officially. Kasey would be there as soon as he ran to his office and grabbed his roster book. I had a lot of people stop me and ask me about my ankle on the way to the office. Only a select few, my really good friends, had the guts to ask me about my relationship with Kasey. Most people in school knew better than to approach me with topics that I might not want to discuss. I was pretty open with my feelings, and if I wanted to talk about something, most knew that I would bring it up. I knocked on the principal's office door as I saw Kasey round the corner in the hallway. I gave him a nervous smile and awkwardly opened the door at the principal's shout. "Hey Mr. D," I said as I hobbled into the office, Kasey on my heels. "Erin, Kasey," Mr. Dickinson acknowledged us as we walked in. "Mr. D. I came to resign from the softball team," I said as I sat down in the chair across from his desk. Mr. D. was a fair man, your typical bald headed principal. "I see, and why is this?" he asked. Sitting back and folding his hands on his desk. He had a knowing look in his eyes. It was a small school; I'm sure he'd heard the rumors. "Well, for one, I can't play anyway, because of my ankle. And number two," I glanced at Kasey, "Kasey and I have decided to start dating. Which shouldn't be a problem right? Since he isn't my teacher or coach anymore," I said. Mr. D. nodded. "I'd heard the rumors, and although it won't make Kasey look too great to date a former player, I support you guys in your decision. Kasey, you will not be able to excuse Erin from any classes, as I'm sure you know. That would be conflict of interest. That being said, Erin you are off the team. Good luck. Now get out of here, I gotta make the morning announcements... Erin, I'll email your homeroom teacher and let her knows why you're late". Kasey and I quickly got out of there and once in the hallway, Kasey grabbed me up in a huge hug, swinging me in circles. Several catcalls were let out from up and down the hall, students who had witnessed the interaction. Kasey sat me down, I was blushing furiously. "Meet me in my office during our lunch period?" he asked. He knew that we shared the same lunch period, Lunch C, the last one of the day. I nodded and kissed his cheek before hobbling to my first period class. The day drug by. I was anxious to get to my lunch period. I wanted to see Kasey. Suddenly, any minute spent without him was like a year. Finally, the bell for C Lunch rang and we were dismissed. I grabbed my crutches and headed towards Kasey's office. As I entered it I saw several girls glaring daggers at me. I knew they were jealous; I had landed every high school girl's dream guy. I gave the girls a cocky smile and went into the office without knocking. Kasey was sitting at his desk, hands behind his head with a dreamy look in his eyes. I smiled as I opened the door and saw him. His eyes locked with mine and his face split in a devastating grin. "Baby," he said, getting up and walking over to me, kissing me before the door was shut. I heard several girls muttering, and I heard one distinctive, "Lucky bitch" comment. I kissed Kasey back passionately. "I missed you," he said as we broke apart, him shutting the door behind us. "Missed you too honey," I said. I went and collapsed on his couch in his room. "God, my leg hurts, this whole crutches thing sucks," I said as I leaned back, closing my eyes. Kasey walked over and kneeled in front of me, his hand skimming over my calf. He started to massage it for me. I groaned softly, it felt so good; he was working out all the kinks that had developed in it throughout the day. "I know baby, only one more period. You have no clue how many girls have come on to me today. I think us being together makes them think I'm available as opposed to off the market," he said. I rolled my eyes. "I think most girls hate me, I think they're all jealous, but it's ok. I know I have you all to myself," I said with a sexy grin, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him to me, a deep, passionate kiss. He kissed me back lovingly. The kiss got more heated and Kasey finally broke away. "We can't here baby, as much as I'd love to live out that fantasy, Mr. D.'s already being pretty lenient on us, I can't risk it," he said. I laughed softly. "Baby its fine, lunch period is almost up anyway," I said kissing him again. I stood up slowly, wincing as I put too much pressure on my injured ankle. Kasey was instantly by my side cupping my elbow. I laughed softly. "I'm fine Kase, I promise," I said. I leaned in and kissed his cheek. Just as I was turning to head towards the door it burst open and all of the softball team, minus two, came trudging in. "Erin, we need to talk to you," they said. I glanced at Kasey and he shrugged, a perplexed look on his face. "Ok, shoot," I said as I leaned against Kasey's desk. "We still want you to be captain of the team this year, we talked to Mr. D. and he said that the captain can be on the roster as just an injured player. And he said injured player's are allowed to date the coach. There is no rule against it. So you can still be on the team, and captain! And still date Kasey too," Leah said, grinning ear to ear. "Please Erin, please be our captain, we need you," they all pleaded.I felt excitement pulse through my body. Was this true? I glanced at Kasey who was digging in his messy desk trying to find his rule book. He found it and yanked it out, searching for what the girls had said. He read a minute then looked up, a broad grin creasing his face. "Go talk to Mr. D. Erin. I think you just became team captain," he said with love shining in his eyes. He wrapped me in a bear hug and the other girls squealed in delight. "Go! Go!" I heard all the girls start to shout. They had a big game tonight. Against the Delmarva Tigers. It was a tough team, full of bitchy girls. I smiled, gave Kasey a quick kiss and headed to Mr. D's office. I knocked and he said to come in. I entered for the second time today. "Yes, Erin, its true. I just looked it up. Looks like you're captain," he said smiling, pride in his eyes. "Congratulations, now go to class, you get out a half hour early every game from now on," he said and looked back down at his papers. "Thanks Mr. D," I said as I walked out and headed to fourth period. At 2:15 I left and headed to Kasey's office again. I opened the door and found Kasey staring at Rob (the assistant coach) with a look of pure menace. I was momentarily stunned at the look of rage on Kasey's face. I'd never seen him look so mad. He glanced up at me and his face automatically softened, although he still looked incredibly upset. He stood and walked over to me standing by my side. "Rob, I expect your things to be packed and you to be out of here by the end of the school day," he said, glaring at Rob. I was dumbfounded. "Wait! What happened?" I asked. Kasey just shook his head, telling me not to say anything. Rob got up, staring at ME with hate in his eyes. His face was also contorted in anger. "This is all your fault, you little bitch," he said beneath his breath. I felt Kasey tense and take a step forward. "Get OUT Rob," he said firmly, and Rob scurried out the door. My face had gone white. I was so confused. "What the HELL was that about?" I asked as I sank down onto the couch. Kasey's face was slowly returning to his normal color. "Nothing, baby, don't worry about it," he mumbled as he sat down rubbing his temples. "Oh no you don't, tell me Kase, please," I asked softly, placing my hand on his thigh. He heaved a big sigh. "Rob came in here accusing you of breaking your ankle on purpose to get me to yourself. He said that you had this planned the whole time, so that you could still get noticed by scouts, but not play. That you were lazy," he said. I was stunned. I'd never thought Rob thought bad of me. "Oh, well, you didn't believe him right?" I asked. "Fuck no Erin," Kasey said pulling me into his arms. I hugged him back. "But, I'm not gonna deal with a piece of shit like him, so I fired him," he said. I shrugged. "Ok, but now what do we do?" I asked. "We don't have an assistant coach now," I said. "Sure we do, you," Kasey answered. "The captain moves up in position when possible, and that's you. Of course, you won't get paid, but still..." he said smiling now. "I think we're gonna have a great game," he said. Kasey and I spent the rest of the afternoon studying the players and their strengths and weaknesses, until we heard the girls enter the locker room. We stood and I realized I didn't have my uniform to wear. Kasey went and grabbed his spare "Coach" t-shirt, tossing it to me. I tugged it over my head and laughed when it fell nearly to my knees. I rolled it up and tied it off so it came to just below my breasts, my stomach still covered in my tank top so I wasn't showing skin. But it was too hot to have that shirt covering my whole body. The back of the shirt said "Bower", Kasey's last name, and I laughed. "Well, ya never know, maybe someday that will be your last name too," he said before he walked out the door with a wink. I smiled to myself. What a nice thought. I grabbed my crutches and went to the field where the girls were beginning to gather. They all smiled when they saw me. "Hey assistant coach," Miranda said. I laughed. We noticed a few local college scouts around the park, on bleachers. News had gotten out about the big game. Kasey and I briefed the girls on some of the team's weaknesses and strengths. They absorbed the info like sponges. As the game got underway it became apparent we were way more prepared then the Tigers were. By the last inning I was coaching third base, and Kasey was coaching from the dugout. The game still had no score and we had last at-bat. If we didn't score now it would be going into overtime. We had a girl on first and Ja-Ja was up. Ja-Ja was a strong hitter and I signaled the girl on first to be on her toes. I saw the kind of hit it was going to be as soon as the ball crossed home plate. I waved Ja-Ja on, signaling to hurry. This was going to be a double for Ja-Ja, and possibly a run if Lindy could make it around the bases in time. Lindy wasn't a very fast runner but I had faith in her ad waved her to come to third. As she was approaching third I saw the short stop fire the ball to home plate, but it was going to be way over the catcher's head. I signaled Lindy home. Lindy was puffing hard but surged on. She was about five steps from the bag when I yelled "DOWN!". She immediately dropped and slid. A cloud of dust erupted. It was a close call. The stands were silent. "SAFE!" came the call and our team erupted in screams and cheers. I heard Kasey's whoop of joy behind me before I felt his arms around my neck, squeezing me hard. I laughed out loud and spun on my good foot, wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing him hard. Our team crowded around us celebrating. Scouts were surrounding the team, asking questions. A few even asked me about the weird position I was in with the team and with Kasey. I explained and they seemed to approve. I saw Mr. Dickenson approaching and smiled shyly at him. "Erin, come over here, I want to talk to you," he said. I moved over to him and he began speaking. "You are great at this coaching business, and Kasey here is going to need a new assistant coach. You already have all the credits you need this year, you are ready to graduate. If you would be willing to graduate early, I am eligible to offer you the job as assistant coach, if you'd like it," he stated. "L-like, paying!?" I squeaked. Kasey had overheard and walked over putting his arm around me. "Whatya say coach?" he asked teasingly and I grinned. I couldn't believe this. Four days ago I had been a regular high school student. Now I was graduating early, dating the head coach, and getting a job at the same school. I was shocked. I merely nodded in acceptance. I went around helping clean up with the other girls, as best as I could. Eventually everyone had filed out and left. Kasey and I were alone on the field. We sat on the pitcher's mound for a while just talking about everything that had happened. I still couldn't wrap my mind around it. I felt Kasey's hands rubbing my shoulders and caressing my neck. I moaned softly and he kissed me behind my ear. I was sitting with my back to his chest, my ass nestled in between his legs. He kissed my neck up and down, and started running his hands down my sides. His fingers teased my breasts as he moved down and I groaned. He chuckled softly behind me, his chest rumbling against my back. His hands moved around to the front of me and he cupped my breasts through my shirt. I had shed the coach shirt earlier. I felt my nipples pucker beneath his thumbs. And I whimpered softly. I pushed my ass up against his crotch and rubbed gently. It was Kasey's turn to groan. Kasey gently turned me around in his arms and leaned me backwards so he was overtop of me and I was laying on the ground. "It's a good thing you don't mind being dirty," he said as he worked his way down, kissing my stomach and hips then my denim covered pussy. I groaned and my hips arched up off the dirt mound. Kasey smiled up at me and then asked me to take off my shirt, and I did. He removed my sweatpants (they'd been the easiest to put on this morning) and then my thong. I was now naked on top of the dusty mound. Kasey smiled down at me, lifting his shirt up off of his body he sat me up a bit and slid it beneath my head. He then began leisurely kissing my body in every place possible bringing me great pleasure. I reached forward and undid his jeans, sliding them down his hips and over his dick which was already hard. I stroked it between my fingers. Kasey hated wearing underwear and had none on this day. I leaned up and sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth. Kasey moaned loudly, mumbling my name. I smiled, my mouth full of cock and I tasted precum in my mouth. "Oh baby, you looked so sex out there coaching third tonight, I've wanted this all day long, gooddddd, baby," he mumbled. I sucked him hard and fast until he stopped me, telling me I needed to stop or he was going to cum. I lay back and he straddled me, his cock rubbing against my tits. I moan and squeezed them together around it. It was still slick with my spit and he easily stroked his cock in and out of my tits for a few moments. I could see his cock head poke out of between my tits and I'd lick it every time. Slowly he eased away and down my body so I could feel his cock head pressing at my entrance. I groaned softly. I was so turned on by his titty fucking me that I just wanted him in me. I told him this and he slowly slid into me, inch by inch. I whimpered in pleasure. His left hand was bracing his weight off of me while the other was tracing the curve of my hip all the way up to my cheek. He looked me in the eyes and smiled. As dusk settled around us, we made love for over an hour on the field. We knew no one would see us. No one was around. Slowly we brought each other to earth shaking climaxes. We lay in each other's arms until it grew completely dark, then dressed and headed back to his Jeep. We went back to my house that night, and fell asleep in each others arms. I dreamt that night of my future, with Kasey, as a coach, as a graduate of high school, and couldn't wait to see what the future would bring.