Lilly-Lee was an amazing up and coming young striker. At 19 years of age she was already the star player at Green City United and had been scoring at least a goal a game since she had been signed to the team a year ago.

This year, a new coach had taken over the women’s team and he had been amazing. His knowledge of football and his ability to read the game and making minute changes on the fly was invaluable to the team. What was even more invaluable was how he was able to develop each player individually, he always had time for people. All the girls felt supported and had shone in their roles this year, none more so than Lilly.

She had become a prolific goal scorer this season and she knew that her newfound success on the field was down to her coach’s influence. Ian was an Asian male in his mid 40’s. He was kind and caring to all of his players, but Lilly felt she had a special affinity with him.

He was also incredibly attractive and although he was old enough to have a 20 year old daughter of his own, Lilly couldn’t help but feel that there was some kind of connection between the two of them. Lilly’s own father had left when she was just a baby and she had never really known a male figure in her life. Ian was filling that void in so many ways. He had taken a particular interest in Lilly, especially her shooting technique, and they would spend hours after training practicing. She was so much fitter and stronger now, thanks to Ian’s training. He had encouraged her to eat better, train harder and work on her weaknesses, he showed her exercises where she could strengthen and develop her legs to reduce injuries. She felt a special bond with him, almost like a father and daughter. She felt comfortable around him and he made her feel so confident and at ease. She didn’t feel the need to try to be someone she wasn’t around him.

The team hadn’t lost a game all season and as they headed into the final game of the season, they were 12 points clear at the top of the league. Their final game was a formality against a team in the lower half of the table.

They were already 3–0 up at half time when Lilly got the ball on the edge of the 18 yard box. She feigned left then went right before turning and shot for goal. As she struck the ball, a defender did an illegal challenge pressing against the back of her foot. She felt her knee buckle as she fell to the ground clutching her leg. She couldn’t hold back the tears of pain and frustration. She had worked so hard for the team and for her coach, Ian, and now she had let them all down.

Ian came rushing over to her immediately, concern etched on his face. Lilly couldn’t bear to look at him. She felt like such a failure.

“I’m sorry,” she sobbed, “I’ve let everyone down.”

Ian gently took her hand and helped her sit up. “Don’t worry, Lilly,” he said softly, “You haven’t let anyone down. We’re all so proud of you. You did amazing.”

He instructed his assistant coach to take over for the rest of the game. He picked Lilly up in his arms easily and carried her off the field. The pain was excruciating, but Lilly couldn’t help but feel a flutter in her stomach as Ian carried her in his arms. She had never been this close to him before, and she could smell his masculine scent mixed with sweat from the heat of the day. She felt safe and protected in his arms.

Lilly had never been in a serious relationship before and had very little experience with men. She was shy and not very confident when it came to guys. She had grown up playing soccer and it had become her passion. She rarely went out to parties or social events, preferring to spend her free time practicing and working on her game.

She had a few close friends but no “boyfriend”. Her mother had warned her about guys and how they only wanted one thing from girls. As she lay in Ian’s arms, she couldn’t help but think that he was different. He was kind, caring, and genuinely seemed to want the best for her. Lilly was confused, she had never felt this way about a man before, let alone one who was old enough to be her father and married to a beautiful woman to boot.

Prue, Ian’s wife, was a successful architect who had met Ian through mutual friends. They had fallen in love and had two beautiful daughters together, Olivia and Loren, who were 20 and 18. Prue was 5’3” tall and weighed 125 lbs with reddish brown shoulder length hair and 32C breasts. She was an extremely attractive woman who turned heads wherever she went.

Ian’s family was his rock and he loved them more than anything in the world. He had met Prue at university and they had been together ever since. They had built a life filled with love, laughter, and adventure. Olivia and Loren were both in University now, following in their mother’s footsteps and studying to become architects. Ian couldn’t be prouder of his family.

As Lilly lay in Ian’s arms, being carried to his car, she felt something stir inside of her. It was more than just gratitude or admiration for her coach; she felt a deep emotional connection that she had never experienced before. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she felt drawn to Ian in a way that she couldn’t explain. Maybe it was the way he had encouraged her and believed in her abilities from the very beginning. Maybe it was the kindness and patience he had shown her when she was struggling. Whatever it was, Lilly knew that she felt something special for Ian, something that went beyond the typical coach-player relationship. She was falling in love with Ian. She knew it was wrong, he was married with two kids the same age as her. Lilly was confused and didn’t know how to express her feelings to Ian so she remained silent all the way to the car and didn’t say much as he put her into his Pajero.

Ian drove Lilly to the hospital, his brow furrowed with concern. Lilly was quiet, lost in her thoughts. She kept stealing glances at Ian, taking in his strong profile, his kind eyes, and his gentle smile. She felt so lucky to have him in her life, even if it was just as her coach. She knew that she would do anything to make him proud, to prove herself worthy of his time and attention.

At the hospital, Ian stayed by Lilly’s side while she was examined and treated. He held her hand and talked to her in a soft, soothing voice, trying to distract her from the pain. Lilly felt like a child, dependent on Ian for comfort and support. She had never felt this vulnerable before, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating.

After what seemed like hours, the doctor finally came in with the diagnosis. Lilly had torn her ACL and would need surgery. She would be out of commission for at least six months, maybe longer. Lilly felt her heart sink. All of her hard work, all of her dreams, seemed to be slipping away. She couldn’t bear to look at Ian, afraid of what she might see in his eyes. Disappointment? Frustration? Anger?

When she finally worked up the courage to meet his gaze, she saw nothing but kindness, empathy, and understanding. Ian took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Don’t worry, Lilly,” he said, his voice filled with conviction. “We’ll get through this together. You’re young and strong, and with the right rehab, you’ll come back even better than before. I promise.”

Lilly felt a lump form in her throat as she looked at Ian. She wanted to throw her arms around him and never let go. She wanted to tell him how much he meant to her, how much his words meant to her, but she couldn’t. She didn’t know how.

“Thank you, Ian,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know what I would do without you.”

Ian smiled and leaned forward, brushing a stray hair from Lilly’s forehead. “You’ll never have to find out, Lilly. I’m always going to be here for you, no matter what.”

Lilly closed her eyes, savouring the feel of Ian’s touch. She knew that she could never repay him for everything he had done for her, but she was determined to try. She would work harder than ever before, push herself to her limits, and prove to Ian that she was worthy of his faith in her. She would make him proud, no matter what it took. She knew that if she didn’t say anything to Ian soon then she would lose her chance. He was her coach, but she wanted more from him, she wanted to be his lover.

It was late by the time they left the hospital. Lilly was exhausted but still buzzing from the pain medication they had given her. Ian helped her into the car and drove her home, his hand resting comfortingly on her knee.

As they pulled up to her house, Lilly felt a wave of sadness wash over her. She didn’t want the day to end, didn’t want to say goodbye to Ian but she knew that she had to, at least for now.

“Thank you for everything, Ian,” she said, turning to face him. “I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”

Ian smiled and reached out, cupping her cheek in his hand. “You don’t need to repay me, Lilly,” he said. “Just take care of yourself and come back stronger than ever. That’s all the repayment I need.”

Lilly nodded, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She leaned forward, intending to give Ian a quick hug, but as she wrapped her arms around him, she felt a sudden surge of emotion. She buried her face in his neck, breathing in his scent, feeling his warmth.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice muffled against his skin.

Lilly let go of Ian’s neck as she pressed her head into his lap nestling her head between his legs. She could feel something hard pulsating like a heart beat. It was Ian’s cock! It was huge and pressing into her head. Lilly began to salivate as she was overcome with desire. She looked up at Ian and could see he was trying to hide the fact he had an erection and was looking at her with embarrassment. She reached forward and grabbed Ian’s cock and started stroking it through his tracksuit pants. Ian gasped as if he was about to tell her to stop, but she started to kiss his cock and he moaned in pleasure as his cock grew in her hand. It was so big and Lilly couldn’t believe it. She slowly pulled down his track pants and pulled out his cock. It was the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life and it was throbbing and pulsing with life. She had only ever seen a cock in porn and never in real life. She was in awe and she started to lick it and kiss it and then she took it in her mouth and within seconds she started sucking Ian’s cock.

Ian moaned with pleasure his cock was the hardest it had ever been in recent years. Lilly sucked and sucked until her eyes started to roll back in her head as she tasted his pre-cum. Ian pulled his tracksuit pants down to his ankles and started to thrust into her mouth. Lilly took as much of him as she could, she could taste his cum in her mouth as she felt him start to climax. He tried to pull out of her mouth but she stopped him as she grabbed his cock and only allowed it deeper into her mouth. Ian thrusted upwards slightly and moaned as he ejaculated into her mouth and down her throat. She took it all and swallowed every drop. Lilly loved the way Ian tasted her mouth it was sweet with a little bitterness to follow and it made her feel closer to him. She looked up and smiled at him with his cock still in her mouth.

She felt a sense of satisfaction and pleasure. She had made Ian cum and it felt good. Lilly raised her head and sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and looked up at him.

“Thank you for being there for me, coach.” She said with a smile. “I really appreciate it.”

Ian was breathing heavily and he looked shocked and mostly embarrassed his body had reacted that way. It had been a while since he had sexual contact with anyone as Prue and him were going through a dry patch. “Lilly,” he started but he didn’t know what to say.

“I know I shouldn’t have done that coach but I just wanted to thank you for being there for me.”

Ian took a deep breath and composed himself. He reached out and touched Lilly’s cheek, a drop of his cum still all over her cute face.

“Lilly,” he said softly. “I care about you, but you’re my player and I’m your coach. I can’t allow this to happen again. You know that right? Even though my heart is racing right now.” He looked at her and she nodded her head.

“I understand,” Lilly said as she wiped his cum from her chin. “I just wanted to say thank you.”

Lilly looked at Ian and she could see the desire in his eyes. He wanted her, she could see it, but he was her coach and he was trying to be professional.

Lilly smiled and kissed Ian on the cheek and noticed he had instantly got hard again. “Goodnight, coach,” she said as she got out of his car, as she nonchalantly brushed his hard cock with her hand as she hugged him one last time.

She walked up to the door of her house and turned around to wave at Ian as he drove off. She smiled to herself as she realized that she had just sucked her coach’s cock. She felt a sense of excitement and pleasure. She knew that she shouldn’t have done it, but she couldn’t help herself. She wanted Ian and she knew that he wanted her too.

Lilly walked into her house and her mother, Natalie, was waiting for her. Natalie was 40 years old and looked like a slightly less athletic version of her daughter. She was 5’3” tall and 130lbs with the same blonde hair and blue eyes as Lilly. She was also very protective of her daughter and worried about her injury. Lilly sat down with her mother and told her everything that had happened except the little detail about her going down on her coach. Natalie listened and then hugged her daughter.

“I’m so sorry, sweetie,” she said. “I know how much soccer means to you but you’re young and you’ll come back from this. You’re strong and capable and I have no doubt that you’ll overcome this setback.”

Lilly nodded and hugged her mother back. She appreciated her mother’s support and encouragement, even if she didn’t fully agree with her assessment of the situation. Lilly knew that she had a long and difficult road ahead of her, but she was determined to come out even stronger on the other side. She was going to work harder than ever before and she was going to make her mother and most importantly, Ian proud. She was going to prove to him that she was worthy of his love and respect and she wanted him to be her first.

The next few days were a blur of doctor’s appointments, physical therapy sessions, and endless hours of rest and recovery. Lilly was determined to get back on the field as quickly as possible, but she knew that she had to be patient and take things one step at a time.

Ian was a constant presence in her life during this time. He came to visit her every day, bringing her flowers, books, and anything else he thought might cheer her up. He sat with her and watched TV, he helped her with her physical therapy exercises, and he listened to her vent about her frustrations and fears. Lilly felt grateful to have Ian in her life. He was her rock, her confidant, and her best friend.