Didn't Hurt Me...

Back in junior hihg, middle school (whatever you called it back then) something interesting happened. I guess I was around 14. I was playing softball. One day at practice i pulled a muscle in my leg. Our coach was a family friend. He told everyone to continue practice as he helped me into the locker room. I remember I was dirty, covered in sweat and dirt. Wearing a bell cap, t shirt and loose gym shorts. He sat me down, knelt in front of me and took off my cleat. He started rubbing my leg and asking me questions about where it hurt. When he put my leg up in the air I was a little embarrassed. My shorts were loose and I know he could see my panties. He rubbed my leg and starting moving up to my thigh. I didn't say anything and he kept moving up. Finally his hand brushed up against my pussy. Again I didn't say anything, he looked up at me and I just looked back at him. He touched my pussy again and I reacted be spreading my legs a little further apart. I guess he took that as the green light. He started rubbing my pussy and then slipped his finger under my panties. He fingered me and rubbed my pussy until I orgasmed.
A few days later I complained about my leg again and coach took me inside. This time he got a surprise. I wasn't wearing panties. Again he fingered and rubbed my pussy until I got off. This happened several times over the summer. He never tried to fuck me, i never saw his dick.
I grew up normal, no PTSD, heck I actually enjoyed it.