“Hey!” I called out to Thad and a bunch of his buddies looking none too discrete. “What the hell is that?” I didn’t bother hiding how pissed off I was. I might have been an assistant coach, but they were going to screw up their next game if anyone got wind of this.
“Come on.” One of the kids said tugging on the goat’s leash.
“Give me that. Are you all idiots? You’re going to get suspended from the game if you get caught.” The goat trotted along sniffing and chewing anything it could.
“We’re just having fun. We’re going to bring him back as soon as the dance is over.”
“No. I’m going to bring him back right now before you all get suspended.” I snatched the goat’s leash and picked him up under my arm like I ready to pass him down the field. Little guy was heavier than he looked and I did my best getting him out of the gym with only a few looks from students as the disco ball illuminated part of the auditorium between songs.
“How are we going to get him back?” Kiara followed me out to the teacher’s lot and I put the goat down walking toward my truck.
“Drive him I guess, and hope he doesn’t eat the upholstery in my vehicle.”
While I was happy to be out of the dance this wasn’t exactly how I planned to end my night. I had hoped that once the kids had their fill of the red punch and the history teacher showed up, I could have whisked Kiara out of there and into my car for an impromptu make out session.
I would have slipped my hand between her thighs and inched my fingers inside her tight pussy rubbing the slick juices over her folds finger-fucking her slowly. My mouth kissed her bee stung lips and dueled my tongue with hers. Her short dress would have given me all the access I needed to enjoy her and once I’d gotten her off and maybe she would have climbed over the console to sit on my lap and grind her soaking pussy over my dick in these dumbass pants.
Instead, I was out here with a hot teacher and a goat with a thirty minute drive into the mountains to drop it off before anyone noticed it was gone. And to think teachers were paid enough for this level of fuckery.
“I can watch our furry buddy while you drive.”
“You sure? I don’t think he smells the best.”
“I feel like it’s the least I can do considering I made you wear that suit.” Kiara winked taking the leash from me and leading Prince Harry, the goat’s actual name toward my car.
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Kiara
David was right. The goat smelled and his costume was ridiculous. He looked indecent the way the white polyester cupped his thick round ass made of all muscle, tight and bulging. I felt badly that I made him wear it out of penance, but not so badly I didn’t want to grab his ass and rub myself all over him like a cat in heat. He got bonus points for doing it and once we got this goat out of the truck, I planned on showing him how much I appreciated it.
We were barely out of the school parking lot and down Main Street when I saw sirens in the back window.
“Damn it.” David pulled over and flipped his flashers on. “I’ll take the blame, don’t worry.” He reached back to gently squeeze my hand and I squeezed his back as we waited for the officer to walk up to his window.
“License and registration dick face! Oh, sorry miss.” He waved and I recognized the officer as Evan Rooney. Another local and apparently a good or not so good friend of his.
“I should give you a ticket for doing 27 in a 25 zone.”
“Seriously, Evan.” David drawled and I waited with baited breath to see how this was going to go down. Harry nuzzled deeper in my lap and I petted him gently.
“I am kind of pissed at you.” Evan rested his arm on the window.
“At least I’m not Demon. We’ll get over it when you stop ogling Remi and find a girl to date your own age.”
Both grunted and I was curious what that was about. Seemed the barmaid held the interest of quiet a few.
Evan shifted and rested his hands on his hips getting all business like. “So there’s a rumor about a missing mascot. Seeing as how you’re the assistant coach, you know anything about this?”
“Why are you assuming I would know anything?” David drawled and I waited for Officer Rooney to shine the light in the back and catch us red handed with a goat.
“Uh, because you’re the legendary mastermind behind several other mascot kidnappings.” Evan said. Clearly, there was a history here I wasn’t privy too.
David snorted.
“I prefer to call them wildlife relocations.”
“Is that what the pirate kid said?” Evan chuckled.