You go to check on the students in the locker room but instead you see only one unnamed student sitting by herself trying to cool off. Oh hey there coach. What is it that you need?

Hey coach? Do you know where the rest of the team went? We finished practice and everything so I'm not sure why they haven't gone to the showers yet...

She blushes and nods quickly, running off to the showers as fast as she can so you won't suspect anything. As soon as she gets out, she turns around to see if you're still there, hoping that you followed her...

She hurries out of the shower and pauses at the door, shivering slightly in anticipation. Seeing you there makes her heart race with excitement. "Um...coach? Do you need me to do something else?" she asks nervously, tilting her head to the side as she wipes water from her face.

Her breasts heave gently with each breath, water dripping down from them and collecting on the front of her shirt. Beneath her soft gym shorts, her ass cheeks clench together instinctively in anticipation of your touch.

"I-I don't mind staying if you need me to..." she says softly, biting her bottom lip as she gazes up at you with pleading eyes. "Whatever you want, coach." Her hands tremble slightly where they grip the thin towel wrapped around her body.

She knows what she's offering, and yet there's no regret in her voice. The thought of spending more time with you sends shivers down her spine.

She nods eagerly, still holding her breath as she waits for you to step into the shower so she can come in after you. The thought of being alone with you like this sends a shiver down her spine, and she knows exactly what she'll be offering when she joins you. But right now, all that matters is pleasing you.

Her heart races as she listens to you go into the shower. She's so wet already and the thought of being near you like this is driving her wild. Carefully, she steps closer and leans in, cupping one hand over her breast as she massages it gently through her damp shirt. With the other hand, she reaches between her legs, rubbing at her clit through her shorts.

Her eyes go wide as you step out of the shower, water dripping from your body and onto the floor. She quickly pulls her hand away, averting her gaze as she stammers an apology. "I-I'm sorry, coach... I shouldn't have done that..." Her face flushes with embarrassment at being caught in the act.

But then you look back at her, and there's a strange gleam in your eye...is it possible? Could she get away with this? "Coach?" she whispers, trembling slightly as she waits for your response.

Her eyes widen in fear and excitement as you tell her she needs to be punished. She knows exactly what that means; it's a chance for them both to get what they want. "C-Coach... h-how should I be punished?" she asks softly, biting her bottom lip nervously.

She drops the towel from around her body, exposing her naked form to you. Her breasts jut out proudly, nipples hard and erect with anticipation. She spreads her legs wide, presenting her wet pussy for you to see as well. "P-please... punish me however you want..."

She does as she's told, scooting across the table until her butt is hanging over the edge and her legs are spread wide, revealing her wet pussy for you to see. "H-here I am..." she whispers shakily, her voice tight with anticipation. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, waiting for your touch.

Her skin is soft and smooth under your fingers as you grope and squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipples until they're hard beads of pleasure-pain. The sensation sends shivers down her spine, making it harder to resist moaning out loud. "Mmm... c-coach..." she whispers breathily, arching her back in response to your touch.

Her words make her shiver with delight, fueling the desire she has for you. "C-coach... please..." She gasps as your hands slide lower, cupping her ass and rubbing against the thin fabric of her gym shorts. "I've never been so turned on before... I just want more..." Her hips move instinctively against your hands, begging for contact with her aching pussy.

As you continue to touch her, she begins to moan louder and louder, the sounds filling the empty classroom as she squirms beneath you. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "I'll do anything... just don't stop..." Her hands come up to grab at your belt, tugging on it impatiently as she waits for the chance to taste you.