Team Manager CHAMP!
Chapter 2
THE ORGY SATURDAY night was a little low key—if you can call anything involving nine naked teen girls and a naked teen boy ‘low key.’ For once, the sleep-over did not include anyone playing basketball. They’d been in the gym and exercising with the rest of the teams and fifty middle school girls or on the field for evening workouts every day for nearly eight hours. There was a limit even to the inexhaustible.
In addition to that, Dennis spent all day Saturdays and Sundays working on his online courses—often with Brenda. He’d managed to get through the first summer term, but the second term was doubly difficult with the increased workload of the summer camp.
That wasn’t to say they were too tired for sex, but that it was quieter than usual. The lasting heat of the day in the barn made them all slick with sweat when the ten gathered in the stall on top of their sleeping bags. Recognizing how difficult it had been to get together with them, Dennis spent extra time with Tori and Judith, then cuddled with Diane and Leanne before moving on to the others. Brenda had often spent Saturday night with Dennis since she was there studying, and Lana demurred because she had recently enjoyed her boyfriend in the field, but Natalie and Amy both wanted special time with him. And that left Rosie. There was not as strong a lesbian vibe within the group with Daniella missing, but Brenda and Lana both spent time making sure their tall thin girlfriend’s needs had been taken care of.
“I can’t believe we don’t get more time together,” Dennis moaned as he slid into Natalie’s welcoming pussy. She sat back on his cock and pulled his hands to her breasts.
“Remember when I asked if we could do this all the time after we graduated?” she sighed. “I think we’ve gotten our answer. It’s a wonder any of our parents made love often enough to conceive us.”
“The problem is we’ve let everyone else set our priorities for us,” Amy said as she fingered Natalie’s clit. Her hand was wedged tightly between Dennis and Nat, but she managed to wiggle her finger enough to keep Natalie stimulated. “How can we just be teens when we have so much to do? And when we girls happen to have time off, Dennis is working in the fields.”
“We’ll all be in the fields next week,” he sighed. “I got the wheat in this week which means next week the straw needs to be baled. When we baled last year, we did it in smaller chunks. This year it’s all 500 acres. And then I’ll need to check the Abernathys’ place to see when I need to cut the next batch of hay.”
“I wonder what they’ll do with it,” Tori sighed as she cuddled up next to Natalie and Dennis. The two kept a slow pace of just sliding together as their girlfriends all seemed to focus on them.
“Good question. I guess Mr. Brown is managing it. Know anything, Lana?” Dennis asked.
“No. But how can you keep talking about things like that when you’ve got your cock in Natalie’s pussy? He’s in there, isn’t he, Natalie?”
“Oh, yeah. He’s in there. We found out it lasts longer if we don’t just focus on coming. I love just being connected,” Natalie said.
“I’m too much of a little piggy for that,” Tori said. “Once he makes contact with my pussy, I just want to go for the gold! Then I’m shot and can’t talk for an hour.”
“Obviously, it’s been more than an hour then,” Brenda laughed.
“Oh, God!” Natalie screamed as Judith’s tongue parted her butt cheeks. “No fair! You… You’re gonna… make me come!”
When Natalie started clenching on Dennis’s cock, he couldn’t hold back any longer and thrust up into her as he spewed his last load of the night. Natalie collapsed on his chest with Amy’s hand still trapped between them and Judith’s face still on her butt. They all shifted slowly and untangled.
“Let me just say that I love you all very much. I’m sorry I haven’t had more time, but it doesn’t mean I love you any less,” Dennis said.
“I love you all, too,” Diane said. “I guess it hasn’t been as hard on me as everybody else. I mean, I miss everybody, but I’m not being deprived since I’ve never started having sex yet. I don’t know right now if I ever will. It all just seems too difficult.”
“Baby, we’re here for you no matter what you decide about that,” Lana said. “A year ago, I thought that way, too. Everybody moves at their own pace toward their own goals.”
“Well, it’s a little more difficult for me,” Rosie said. “Without Daniella here, I don’t feel like I have a real connection. I know you try to take care of me, but it’s like an obligation or something.”
There were protestations and cuddles, but everyone felt the conversation was left a little up in the air.
The teens didn’t leave their stall Sunday morning except for the bathroom and shower. There wasn’t a lot of lovemaking but none of them wanted to be out of touching distance of their girlfriends and boyfriend.
Peg was singing in a church in County Seat that morning, so they didn’t feel obligated to go to Trinity to support her. She’d been in a different church nearly every Sunday this summer. Dot transported her and asked her every week if she still wanted to sing in different churches. Peg shrugged her shoulders as if it didn’t matter.
“I sing for Jesus,” she said matter-of-factly. However, she did not like to ride in the car for more than half an hour or forty-five minutes.
All the coaches met for lunch on Monday, including Dennis. He’d had to quit in the field a little early, not to make love to Lana, but to get home for a shower before the meeting. The superintendent of schools, Nathan Jones, met with them.
“I have two purposes in meeting with you today,” Jones said. “First, I want to announce the permanent appointment of Neil Griffith as our Athletic Director for Bartley Junior and Senior High School. Neil has an administrative background as assistant principal at Mid Valley High School where he was also assistant basketball coach before he moved to join us here. We’ve reviewed everyone’s credentials, believing we would have a smoother transition from Coach Byers if we promoted someone already on staff. You all bring impressive credentials to our school district and it was a very difficult choice. I hope you will all welcome Dr. Griffith as our Athletic Director, as you have done as our head basketball coach.”
“Doctor? Neil, I didn’t know you had a doctorate!” Pat said. “You kept that well-hidden.”
“I try not to make a big deal out that. Five bucks and a PhD in Math will get you a burger at the drive-in,” Neil said.
“Congratulations, Neil,” Grant said. “Frankly, I’m glad it’s you and not me!”
“Thanks. We’ve got a lot of pieces to pick up from last year. I think we’re headed for a good year this year,” Neil said.
“Now, to the second item of business,” Jones said. “I’d like to introduce you all formally to Coach Lyle Kelly who will join us this year as assistant football coach and wrestling coach. Lyle will also teach boys’ PE and may fill in for some others as needed. Welcome, Lyle.”
“Thank you, Dr. Jones. I’ve met some of you during the interview process, but I’m looking forward to getting to know all of you.” His voice was deceivingly soft for the mountain of a man that sat at the end of the table because that was the only space wide enough for him. Dennis had noticed when he came in that he was at least 6'6" and probably weighed 300 pounds. But to hear him speak, one would think he was a 5'5" accountant.
“Now, aside from covering the bill for lunch, my part of this meeting is over. I’d suggest you all introduce yourselves. I need to get back to the office and finalize plans for our new elementary teachers.” Jones left the table and the coaches introduced themselves, asking Lyle about his background.
“Well, I played right tackle at the University of Minnesota and then spent two years on the bench for the Vikings. I just wasn’t big enough to fill the slot in their line. I decided to remove myself and start using my degree as something besides a doorstop. I went back to U of M for my Master of Education degree in Sport and Exercise Science. I taught in Northern Minnesota for the past five years, but my family and I decided we wanted to move somewhere warmer.”
“And you chose Iowa instead of, like, Texas?” Ardith laughed.
“We wanted to stay in the US,” he answered. It was so soft and under spoken that for a moment, the coaches missed that he’d made a joke.
It finally got around to Dennis to introduce himself. All the other coaches had mentioned their degrees and years of experience and he felt a little inadequate.
“I’m Dennis. I’m a senior this year and have been granted the position of Student Assistant Coach for girls’ basketball and track. I manage the team managers for the department. I’m working on an AA at DMACC—sorry, that’s Des Moines Area Community College—in Exercise Science and Kinesiology. I hope to finish that next summer before I transfer someplace for a regular degree. Don’t know where yet.”
“Impressive,” Lyle said. “If I can help you in any way, let me know.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Dennis is being a little reserved in his introduction,” Neil said. “You might as well know right off that this guy leads over a hundred people each day as our fitness and conditioning trainer. That includes all our sports teams, except possibly football—how about it, Grant? Going to challenge the cross country team again this year?—and also includes a huge drop-in program for any community resident. It’s an extremely successful program.”
“Maybe I can learn some things from you, Coach,” Lyle said, nodding to Dennis. Dennis blushed.
“Speaking of which, Dennis leads skills and conditioning for our summer Middle School sports camp, and we need to get over there,” Ardith said.
“I mean to tell you, the guy is an entire offensive line by himself!” Dennis said as he sat for dinner with his girlfriends. They were at the Armors’ tonight. The Armors, the Enders, the Vinings, the Browns, and the McDonalds rotated with Gransy in acting as hosts for the crew during the four weeks of sports camp and evening workouts. The Longs, Diane and Judith’s parents, had invited them out the next Friday, as well.
“You can’t be serious,” Natalie said. “No one’s that big.”
“He is,” Lily said. Natalie’s mother had prepared the feast they were enjoying. The Armors might have had the only dining room table that could extend far enough for all of them to sit around. “Not to make anyone feel inadequate, but after his interview with the school board, I looked his statistics up. He’s 6'7" tall and weighs 325 pounds. In addition to his football career, he was three-time NCAA weightlifting champion.”
“Um… Not that I’m influenced by physical prowess or anything, but could you maybe introduce me?” Tori giggled.
“Hmm. Fifteen inches shorter and a third his weight,” Dennis laughed. “Yeah, that could be a match.”
“Did you meet his wife?” Brenda asked.
“No. But how big a woman would you need to be to stand up to that big a guy?” Diane said. “I’m six inches taller than Tori and outweigh her by forty pounds. I wouldn’t consider it.”
The conversation moved on. They were all happy to hear that Coach Neil would be the new Athletic Director.
“What happened to Coach Byers?” Lana asked. “I hope he didn’t just get dumped. Nothing that happened was his fault.” In fact, when he’d become aware of the problems with Dennis and then with Lana, he’d acted immediately to remediate the situation. It couldn’t be considered his fault that a third scandal would rock the department.
“He was pretty shocked by the brawl last spring and the boys having deliberately placed last in every meet. Everyone agreed that it wasn’t his fault, but he felt the school system and the athletic program would recover more quickly if he wasn’t there to remind everyone. He positioned it as taking a needed sabbatical to travel and study before he returned to teaching. I think he’ll be fine,” Lily said
“We need to get things cleaned up and get back to the school for evening workout,” Natalie said. The crew jumped up from the table and engaged in a well-practiced clean-up routine that left the Armors’ kitchen and dining room spotless.
The workout was a good one. The temperature had finally cooled a few degrees and simply standing out there didn’t cause people to start sweating. By the time they were done with the hour-long workout, however, the sweat was running freely.
“Did you see?” Dennis whispered to his girlfriends as they gathered after the workout to head for the locker room. “He was here working out. You couldn’t have missed him.”
“You mean the mountain standing behind you?” Lana squeaked. Dennis spun around so fast he almost fell over. He looked up at Coach Lyle.
“That was a great workout, Coach,” Lyle said. “I broke an honest sweat. Brilliant use of the cheerleaders. They’re really great athletes!”
“Thanks, Coach Lyle. Um… These are my girlfriends. Natalie, Lana, Brenda, Amy, Judith, Tori, Leanne, Diane, and Rosie. I’d give you their numbers, but it might be confusing.”
“461-1121,” Tori shouted. They all laughed.
“Nice to meet you all. I understand that you’re the heart of the Angelines. I’m looking forward to getting to know you all. This is Josie and Lydia, and these are our daughters, Anna and Caitlyn,” Lyle said.
Dennis wasn’t sure which of the women he meant when he said ‘our daughters.’ The girls looked to be about twelve years old.
“Nice to meet you all. Say, are you two going to be in middle school next year? We have a sports camp running in the afternoons in the gym. You’d be welcome to join us,” Dennis said.
“Really? We weren’t here for the start. Would it be okay, Dad?” said Anna.
“I checked with Coach Ardith earlier and she said if you wanted to, you were welcome.”
“Cool!”
Dennis wasn’t sure Caitlyn looked as enthusiastic as her sister.
“Where are you living, Coach?” Natalie asked.
“Right at the moment, we’re in a motel over in County Seat. We hope to find a place to move to this week.”
“I can’t wait to move,” Josie said. “The temps at night in Thief River Falls are already dropping into the forties.”
“You’re kidding!”
“Well, to be fair, the lows have been in the fifties all summer,” Lydia laughed. “When we get moved, we’ll have to invite you all over for dinner and you can tell us all about life in small-town Iowa.”
“It would be a pleasure,” Brenda said.
The Kellys left and got in a large pickup truck that wouldn’t be at all out of place in Iowa. The girls hauled Dennis into the school and checked the locker room to be sure they were alone before they stripped each other and headed to the shower. If they could get away with showering in the locker room instead of at home or even at Tori’s, it was much more comfortable with six showerheads and plenty of room.
“I can’t believe the school board hired a guy with two wives!” Lana squealed.
“What? That’s not… They aren’t… Wow!” Dennis stammered.
“Oh, they can’t all be married, but one look at those girls and you could tell which woman was which girl’s mother,” Brenda agreed.
“Still, it’s so neat to have people like us as teachers!” Amy said. “And Tori could still have a chance on his team. Neither one of his wives were any bigger than her.”
“Yeah, but did you take a look at them? I don’t have anything to offer compared to those two,” Tori said. “I guess you’re still stuck with me.”
“I certainly wasn’t trying to get rid of you, doll,” Dennis said, pulling her to him under the spray. He kissed her emphatically as his cock rose to be trapped between her thighs.
“Could you, maybe, take me home tonight?” Tori whispered. Over her shoulder, Dennis could see the rest of his girlfriends nodding.
The next week was filled with backbreaking work for all of them. They were in the field before eight in the morning and were baling and stacking straw until noon. It was obvious that it would take the next week as well, at the rate the work was going. On the positive side, Randy brought the tractor, baler, and conveyer from Abernathys out to the field, so the crew didn’t have to lift every bale off the ground to the wagon. When a wagon was full, Lana pulled the second tractor up to it to take it to the loading site with five girls, while the other three connected the next wagon to the baler and stacked as Dennis ran the baler. Tori was experienced with the tractors, as well, so Dennis took his turns working the wagons and the stacking. Then they rushed to the school, showered and got ready for camp.
Anna and Caitlyn blended right in with the other seventh graders and soon had made friends. Lyle, Josie, and Lydia showed up with them every evening for the workouts. Both women were in excellent condition and Dennis figured they must be used to strenuous workouts on a regular basis.
“Girls, we’re headed back to Thief River Falls tomorrow to get packed and move down here,” Lyle said after camp on Friday. “We found a perfect place and I think you’ll love it.”
“Aw, do we have to go back, Dad?” Anna whined. “It’s not like we’ve got that much to pack.”
“And what would you do here?” Josie asked. “Where would you stay?”
“Oh, tell me to butt out if you want, but I wouldn’t mind having a couple of little sisters for a week or so,” Natalie said. “My two older sisters moved out to go to State this spring. I’ve been kind of lonely.”
“Really? Could we do that, Mom?” Caitlyn asked.
“We’d need to talk to Mrs. Armor,” Lydia said. “I don’t like to just dump you on someone.”
“Come on over now,” Natalie said. “Mom volunteered for two nights this week. She’ll never even notice five extra mouths.”
“Really? Maybe I should call her,” Lyle said.
“Mom? Can we bring the Kellys with us to dinner tonight?” Natalie said into her phone, already ahead of the conversation. “Sure. Here, Coach. Mom wants to issue a personal invitation.” Natalie handed her phone to Coach Lyle and shortly, he had agreed to come over.
“We need to run back to County Seat so you can shower.”
“They can join us in the locker room tonight,” Diane said. “We all shower here instead of splitting up and then getting back together. Everyone else is probably gone by now.” They took off to the locker room and the girl’s moms went with them. Dennis turned to Lyle.
“Have you seen the Coaches’ locker room yet?” he asked. “I shower there. I’ll show you where.” The two went down to the lockers and Coach Lyle sat on a bench while Dennis ducked in for his shower. In five minutes, they were all out and walking together to the Armors’ house.
“Josie, Lydia, and Lyle, we would love to have Anna and Caitlyn stay with us for a week or so until you get moved down here. I’m so glad you’ve found a place so quickly. I’ve missed having three teenage daughters in the house since Daniella and Roberta moved out this spring,” Lily said.
“Natalie doesn’t bring this crew around anywhere near enough to fill the void,” John agreed. The girls all responded with a sympathizing ‘Aww.’
They efficiently cleared the dishes and got the kitchen cleaned up. Dennis stole a kiss from Lana as they dried the silverware and got a tap on the shoulder from Lily.
“You still have to remember rule number three,” Lily said severely. The two quickly looked around and saw Anna and Caitlyn helping wipe the dining table down.
“Not in front of the children,” the two whispered.
On the way back to school for evening workout, Leanne jumped up beside Lydia.
“Where did you find to live?” she asked. “In town here?”
“Almost,” Lydia laughed. “See that white farmhouse and beautiful red barns over there? It is so cute. When we get moved in, we’ll invite you all over.” She suddenly became aware that the whole group had stopped and looked at them.
“Is there something wrong?” Lyle asked.
“We… didn’t know it had been sold yet,” Dennis said. “It’s kind of special to us. I’m glad you were able to buy it.”
“We didn’t. The agent was closing a deal on the property, but the new owners were looking for someone to rent the farmhouse. We signed a lease,” Lyle said.
“What is it, Dennis?” Josie asked. “How is it special to you?”
“Um… We all were very close to the Abernathys. Abe passed away just after I got the first cutting of hay brought in. We did all the painting and landscaping over there. It’s just hard to think of them as gone,” Dennis said.
“I had no idea!” Lydia said. “I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Leanne said. “I hope you do have us over after you get settled. We’d love to see it inhabited by nice people.”
“Are you going to continue to take care of the fields?” Lyle asked.
“I don’t know. I guess the agent will call me or the new owner and tell me if he wants me to keep the fields up. That next cutting of hay needs to come in by Labor Day so I can get the field ready for winter,” Dennis said.
“Maybe I can lend my back when it comes time to stack bales,” Lyle said.
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