“The team needs to be a cohesive unit and I can’t think of a way for them to be more cohesive than to have one girl to focus on this season.” He chuckled and shook his head. “Just knowing they won’t be out late after every game hunting down a new girl will let me sleep better.”
“You really think they won’t go out looking for someone else? How can I keep them all happy?” I sighed. “I’ve never even managed to keep one guy happy.”
“You’d be surprised how easy it is to keep a guy happy.” His hand moved up my thigh. “Even me.”
“Coach Dawson?” I looked down at his hand.
“You’re very beautiful, Mia. You even get an old guy like me wishing I was a few years younger. What I might lack in youth and vigor, I more than make up for in experience.” His hand got so close I could practically feel the heat from his touch on my pussy.
“I get the feeling it won’t just be six guys showering me with attention.” I quivered slightly from his touch.
Coach Dawson was on the cover of GQ! He was voted the most eligible bachelor in Texas two years ago!
“Is seven too many?” He lightly stroked the center of my panties, making my whole body tingle.
“Seven?” I shuddered. “Even two sounds like a lot.”
“You might lonely in the mornings when the team is working out. There are a few practices that I don’t attend.” He rubbed a little harder. “It would just be you and me.”
“The other guys would be okay with it?” I felt my legs spreading wider.
“They’ll be more than okay with it.” He pulled his hand away. “We’re almost there.”
Coach Dawson’s ranch lived up to all the hype. It sprawled more acres than I could count. The spread he had in GQ had a quick tour of the interior and I couldn’t believe I was going to see it in real life. Our car arrived first and then the entire driveway began to fill up. It looked like a luxury car dealership with more money in one spot than I ever expected to see in a lifetime. Coach Da
wson entered the house and flipped on the lights, illuminating a very large living room. I followed him and the team followed behind me. Six stallions brimming with sexual energy and a coach that I was sure had more experience than the rest of them combined. Coach Dawson served up a round of beers and made me a vodka tonic. I was thankful to have a drink, because the alcohol from the pub had started to wear off. My head was still spinning regardless.
“Okay, team. We need to lay down some ground rules.” Coach Dawson stood in front of them. “What happens in this house is private. I don’t want to hear any of you talking about it in interviews or sending out social media crap—not even a picture. Whatever Mia wants, Mia gets. I expect all of you to cater to her every desire. If she’s not comfortable with you, then you’re out.”
“Seriously, Coach?” Hank stepped forward. “I thought we were just going to have some fun.”
“We are. It’s time you boys learned how to do more than shove your cock in a woman.” He chuckled. “Lesson number one, if you’re for it, Mia—how to make a woman orgasm seven times without anyone touching their dick.”
“What?” I recoiled immediately at his words.
Is he serious?
“I know how to make a woman cum with my tongue.” Jerrod scoffed at the idea.
“Then let’s play a game and make it interesting.” Coach Dawson walked into the kitchen and returned with a timer and a round, flat wooden board. “You don’t have to compete for Mia, because she’s already here, so how about we gather around the dining room table here and show Mia how thankful we are to have her here with us.”
This is really happening.
Coach Dawson motioned for us to follow him into the dining room and I was so enthralled by what he was saying, I couldn’t help but follow. The rest of the team did as he asked, with Matt being the first and Jerrod being the last one to enter the room. It was big enough to accommodate us all and the dining room table looked like it could have been King Arthur’s famous round table. There were several trophies in a case on the wall and a jersey that said New England Knights—the team Coach Dawson took the Big Game before he came to Texas. There were a couple of swords on the wall with autographs from all the players, crossed over a plaque with his championship ring. When Coach Dawson placed the flat wooden board in the middle and gave it a spin, I realized it was a Lazy Susan designed to serve food. It didn’t take me long to figure out my pussy was the main course. The patted the Lazy Susan and looked over to me.
“Alright, Mia. Get up here and we’ll give you a spin. Whichever one is us is lucky enough to go first sets the time to beat.” He set the timer on the table and took a seat.
“Hold up, Coach.” Chad held his hand up. “You’re playing too?”
“Well someone has to teach you boys how it’s done.” He chuckled and motioned for them all to sit down.
“I can teach them, coach.” Jerrod took a seat across from Coach Dawson.
“You don’t have a teach me a damn thing.” Roger sat down and started licking his lips.
“This is crazy.” Joe nudged his brother and took a seat. “Coach Dawson is a freak!”
“Yeah.” Matt blinked a couple of times. “Are you okay with this, Mia?”