Finally, I giggled and said. “That’s enough for today, guys. Everyone
upstairs to the shower.”
“Did you say everyone?” Brad asked in a shocked voice.
“That’s what I said. The coach needs a shower too,” I cooed, taking ahold of
their sweaty hands and leading the way. Once in the shower, I soaped them both
up, paying special attention to their dicks, which were sticking straight up
from between their legs. They in turn lathered me up, spending a lot of time
on my blond mound and aching tits.
Finally, I could sand it no longer. So I instructed Jeff to sit down on the
end of the tub and Brad to get behind me. While the water sprayed over our
naked bodies, I took Jeff’s huge cock deep into my mouth and motioned for Brad
to fuck me doggie style. Within seconds Jeff filled my with his delicious cum
and Brad blasted his load deep inside my womb. As for me, I had been having
one gigantic orgasm after another ever since we got under the water.
Later, in my bed, the guys changed places, and I sucked and fucked them both
again. I must have dozed off, because the telephone woke me, Brad and Jeff
were gone. It was Arty, my neighbor, on the phone.
“Hi, Angela, sorry to bother you, but Brad told me what a terrific instructor
you are. I was wondering if you’d be interested in working out with me? I’m
especially interested in the shower exercises.” His sexy voice left no doubt
as to what he meant.
“Ummm, I’d love to work out with you,” I whispered seductively.
“I’ll be there in five minutes,” he promised.
He was and we did. As a matter of fact, we “worked out” all afternoon and most
of the night. I guess I’m pretty good, because he and the guys are thinking of
nominating me for coach of the year
