•A Time for Two•

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(First POV)
Italics are your thoughts.!

"Good work guys!" I was finishing up practice. I was the assistant coach for the NBA Golden State Warriors, first ever female coach for the NBA. Coach Kerr was sick, so I was filling in. "Alright, just keep practicing and keep up the good, hard work. Stephen, lead team out." I spoke clearly. "Warriors on three!" he yelled. Everyone joined in. "One! Two! Three! Warriors!" the team yelled. I walked to my office as the athletes began to leave.

Hours later, I sat peacefully in my office, but I thought I heard a noise. "Hello?" I said. "Boo!" Stephen and Klay jumped out. I jumped. "You scared the shit out of me, assholes!" my heart was beating a thousand beats per minute. "What are you guys still doing here, practice ended hours ago?" I was confused slightly. "Oh well we went to uh get something to eat and um came back to practice." Stephen seemed to be lying but oh well. "Ok. Well can I help you guys?" I asked. They sat in front of me. Stephen scratched the back of his neck and Klay bounced his knees. "Y-you can actually." Klay was stuttering. It was silent for a few moments. "Well what is it?" I was impatient. "I have work to do you know." The guys exchanged a look. "We um well we both really, really like you Y/N. And not as a friend or coach." Stephen said looking down.

Well I'll be damned. The two hottest guys on my team saying they liked me. Since they couldn't see the lower half of my body I placed my hand in between my clothed heat, slowly and unknowingly rubbing myself. "Guys..." I started. "You know this isn't appropriate. I'm your coach, not your fuck toy." I finished. "We know it's not right, but we can't help it." Klay said as the two got up, quickly, I removed my hand from my cunt. Klay pulled up a chair on the left side of me and Stephen did the same on the right, closing me in. Placing their arms on the back of my chair. Slowly they made eye contact with me. I had to switch my head between the both of them to make eye contact for a second. "Close your eyes." Klay said in a deep and husky voice. I had nowhere to go but I could still play innocent. "W-what?" I asked playing a hell of an innocent act. "Close. Your. Damn. Eyes." Stephen repeated only sexier as they scooted closer. They spread their legs apart a little more and I was a little confused, not going to lie. "Fine." I closed my eyes when I felt my hands being pulled away from my lap and to theirs. They carefully rubbed my hands on the growing erections. "See what you do to us?" Stephen sounded so hot, but I couldn't follow through. I opened my eyes quickly. "Stop guys, this isn't right. Leave now." They looked so sad, so disappointed. I almost felt bad. When I was sure they left the gym parking lot, I pulled my skirt away from my cunt, pulled my underwear down, and took my dark blue vibrating dildo out, turning on the highest setting fucking myself. I was already wet so lube wasn't needed. Next, I took my white and black butt plugs placing one in my ass turning the highest setting on and connecting the gag to the other one turning it on and gagging my mouth. Lastly, I took the vibrator and turned it up all the way, it was high voltage, and toyed with my clit. Within five minutes I came twice thinking about Klay and Stephen. Eventually I went home to sleep before the game against the Celtics tomorrow.

~time skip to the game~

We were down by 12 with 4 minutes left, I called a timeout and talked to the team. "Guys you got this give it your all dammit!" I wanted - needed - my team to win. "Alright you got this guys, Curry, Thompson, come here." I had a little surprise for them. "Yeah coach?" Stephen said as they reached me. "Win this game," I said looking at them, "And I'll give you what you want. Anything you want me to do, to do to me, think about that while playing. Good luck boys." They smirked and gave each other a fist bump. "Yes ma'am!" Stephen said in the hottest tone before counting to four with his fingers and sticking his long tongue out. Dammit.

Of course I wanted my team to win, but I also didn't know how I would feel about... celebrations afterwards. Every time Stephen counted how many threes pointers he would shoot, he always did just that. 12 points would tie the game, and with his speed he can easily shoot a two. The entire 4 minutes Klay and Stephen were badasses, and... we won. I started mentally preparing myself for later. "Hey Steph, Klay. We're going out to celebrate wanna come?" asked Draymond. "I'm tired man." said Steph. "Same here, thanks though." agreed Klay. "Aight dudes, hey and congrats." Draymond wrapped up the conversation. "Ha thanks." both Stephen and Klay were excited for their gift. They had told you to meet them at Stephen's room in a sexy outfit, so that you did. You wore a dark blue, skin tight, sleeveless dress that hugged everything on you perfectly. Matching it with you personalized Golden State yellow laced bras and laced blue thong. With your matching blue heels, yellow eye makeup and a nude lipstick, blue and yellow nails, blue handbag, everything was Golden State's blue and yellow.

You arrived at Stephen's room and knocked on the door. "Hey, you're hear alre-" Stephen had stopped mid sentence. "Damn Coach, hey Klay, we are gonna have some fun tonight." He said opening the door the rest of the way. "Damn, Princess. Such a shame we're just gonna tear it off of you." Klay smirked. I laughed and sat on the couch. "So how long are you guys gonna be, I kinda have somewhere to go after thi-." I started but was cut off. "Cancel all your plans, Baby Girl." Stephen knelt down in front of me. "It's not like you'd be able to walk anyway." Klay laughed sitting next to me. "Damn. Ok then. But first I have to say something. You guys better not say shit, I could lose my job for this." I really did not want that. I could back out but they deserve this. "Baby Girl, we would never tell a soul, we want you to bad." Stephen calmed me. "Now how about we get started?" Klay was clearly getting impatient. "Like I said..." I stretched my legs apart some and leaned back on the couch as their eyes winded. "Tonight, I'm all yours." I finished.

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