It was a late Thursday afternoon when I ran into Coach Steele at the supermarket. Coach Steel was a few years older than me - probably in his mid-50s, and he had dark gray hair and a gray beard. He had muscled arms but was also starting to get a belly on him. Despite his dad bod belly, he was a good-looking guy, and I could tell that he was a lady's man.
I was out picking up some things my wife told me to get on the way home from work. As I was heading up an aisle, I saw the coach coming in the opposite direction. "Hey, Mike, long time no see..." he joked as we passed. "Yeah, how long has it been? Last weekend at the Andersons' pool party?" I quipped back. We both laughed and made small talk for a few minutes. As he started to head in the other direction, I called out to him, "I almost forgot. I need to give you that travel form for Alex. He left it at home this morning." He turned his head back to tell me to just drop it off at his office the next day.
On the way home from work, I stopped by the school gym to drop off the form. The gym seemed to be empty but as I got closer to Coach Steele's office, I heard noises. No talking - just noises that sounded like grunts. As I turned the corner, I saw two men in his office through the small window. The blinds were open, so it was easy to see what was happening. I saw the coach standing there in front of his desk in nothing but a jockstrap. I stepped a little closer to see who else was in the room and it looked like Jack Stone - the high school principal.
No fucking way...
I thought to myself. Principal Stone was on his knees in front of the coach sucking his cock. Not sure what to think, I started to back away, but curiosity got the best of me.
