As I walked out the classroom with Chris, Mindy the head cheerleader stopped me in the hall. “Hey Zach, that winning pass you threw last week was great, I’d like to see you tonight for a date to celebrate. I’ll meet you at eight o’clock at the diner.” She planted a kiss on my cheek and rubbed up against me as she walked by.
Everyone in school knew she was easy, and she’s already given me a blowjob behind the bleachers once, so I knew she had more in store for tonight. She had the tightest pink shirt on, with no bra underneath and her nipples were hard. My cock pressed up against my jeans just thinking about it.
***
Until now, we’ve just had scrimmage games and short practices, but coach decided to extend tonight’s practice to three hours to prep us for facing Northeast High School on Friday. They were a Division III team and were twenty-one and two last year. Their quarterback, John Ellis, was rumored to be pretty fast and could throw a ball half-way down the field, but he hasn’t faced me yet and this year I was going to take him down.
“Hey Z-man, what are you doing tonight? Want to hang out with us at Brady’s house? His dad just got the new PS4 and a 60-inch flat screen,” Chris said.
“Nah, I have other plans, but I’ll be over there tomorrow definitely!”
“Figures. Well, he also has the new Madden so prepare for an ass-whooping tomorrow,” he said with a laugh.
Mom told me that on my eighteenth birthday she’d get me my own car, but until then, I was reduced to my bike. I hopped on and rode five blocks to the diner. I searched the windows to make sure Mindy was in there and not standing me up before I went inside. She also had a reputation for that too.
“Hey Zach, I didn’t think you’d show,” she yelled from a booth in the back.
I walked towards her, high-fiving everyone on the way over. She placed her hand on the seat next to her, motioning for me to sit beside her.
As I eyed the menu, her hand slid up and down my leg underneath the table. “Are we gonna put on a show for everyone right now? Or can I eat first?” I huffed at her. That extra hour of practice killed me and I was freakin’ starving.
“You can eat. I want you to have as much energy as possible.”
After devouring my burger and fries, she paid for our meals and we left. We walked down the street to a pretty secluded park surrounded by woods.
She led me down this dimly lit path, to an empty bench surrounded by trees. We sat down on it and she immediately slid to her knees on the pavement. Wasting no time unzipping my pants, she whipped my cock right out, and placed her lips around it.
Her mouth felt amazing on me, she was definitely good at this. In fact, her skills have greatly improved from the last time.
After getting me off, I pulled a condom out of my pocket and slid it on. She hiked her skirt, revealing no panties underneath and climbed on top of me.
Tight.Wet.Warm. I tried to let her have a little control but it wouldn’t last long. I lifted her up and off of me, making her bend over the bench with her legs spread wide for me. I slid my cock back in and out of her as slow as I could. While grasping a hold of her ponytail, I shoved myself deeply into her core. I could feel her body giving in from the pleasure and she started screaming my name, while we both came together.
I pulled my pants back up and fastened them. “Thanks,” I said as I started to walk back down the path.
“Zach, wait. Don’t you want to talk about what just happened?”
“Seriously? No, I thought you wanted sex and that was it.”
“Well seeing as you’re the star quarterback and I’m the head cheerleader, I thought—maybe—we could be together?”
I tried so hard not to laugh in her face, but out of respect, I told her I was interested in someone else.
Chapter 2
Day 2
Zeke
Zach was out pretty late last night, probably doing the usual—screwing some poor, dumb girl. I on the other hand, had a hard time sleeping last night because I couldn’t get Ms. Sheppard out of my head. I felt such a connection with her in the hallway yesterday, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. I could tell Zach was interested in her too, and I knew I couldn’t physically compete with him, but I could win her over with my smarts and boyish charm.
Unfortunately today was going to suck, because we had Language Arts class and not Creative Writing. So, I wouldn’t get to see her again until tomorrow.
***
The day went by pretty fast, and I didn’t run into Zach at all until the last class of the day. Ms. Shannon was an older lady, about fifty with silver hair and liver spots on her face and hands. She didn’t assign us any homework which was great. By this time last year we had a week’s worth of homework in the first two days.