Jennifer hides the strap-on under her towel

There wasn’t enough time for her to unstrap the harness, so Jennifer quickly wrapped herself up with her towel. She glanced at herself in the mirror before heading out. She was about to open the door, when she spotted something and did a double take. She looked down at the giant boner poking under her white sheet!

Panicked, the strawberry blonde tried to push down the offending protrusion, but to no avail, it kept bouncing back into place.

“Jen? You OK in there?” Hayley asked, turning the doorknob.

Jennifer felt her stomach drop, realizing that she hadn’t locked the door! Thinking quickly, she frantically shoved the strap-on down her hips and dumped her towel on top of it. Hayley walked in and paused in her tracks, catching Jen standing completely nude! Jen looked up like a deer in headlights.

Jennifer froze. Hayley didn’t move either. They stayed that way for a pregnant pause until Jen mustered herself to move. She bundled her towel over the toy and picked it, holding it to her chest, looking rightfully indignant.

“W… what are you doing?!” Jen cried out, blushing bright red in the cheeks.

“Sorry, I thought maybe you were in trouble, you weren’t answering me!” Hayley explained.

“So you barged in on me?!” Jen bemoaned, trying to act irritated.

“I wanted to make sure you weren’t sick or **** or something… the last thing I’d want is my roommate suffering with me just in the other room!” Hayley reasoned. She looked like she’s experienced things like that before, so Jen cooled off a bit.

“Sorry I didn’t respond,” she apologized, still clutching the dildo tightly through her towel. She was more relieved that her roommate didn’t notice the sex toy. “I was… distracted…” she said as she skirted around the auburn haired party goer in an attempt to make it back to her room.

“What were you doing that was so distracting anyways?” Hale asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

“Just… drying off…” Jen replied nervously.

“Drying off, eh?” Hayley said, suspiciously.

“Yeah… all dry now, so I’ll just head to my room to change now…” Jen smiled, back pedaling toward the door.

“Did you finish drying off that dildo as well?” Hayley asked with a knowing grin. The blood drained out of Jen’s face. She was caught! “Don’t be so coy, I play with toys too, remember?” the curly haired senior reminded her. “Can I see yours?”

Still shocked at being caught, Jen slowly slipped the dildo out of its harness and dragged it out from under her towel. She held it out to her roommate.

“Ooh… not bad,” Hayley admired, taking the object to inspect more closely. She turned it around in her hands and held it up. “I don’t recognize the brand. WSW?”

“Women’s Submission Wrestling…” Jennifer admitted quietly.

This piqued Hayley’s interest. “‘Submission wrestling?’” she asked with a quirked eyebrow.

“Uh yeah… it’s a thing… with… wrestling… and submission moves…” Jen explained vaguely.

Hale nodded and narrowed her eyes sardonically. “For women, I presume.” Jen nodded back. “Which is why you have that harness under there too…”

Jen cringed. She was double caught! She sighed and held out the straps. Hayley put the pieces together without trouble, then held the finished product up to her hips. “This looks fun,” she said with an upbeat tone. “I didn’t expect this kind of thing in your toy collection, you need a partner to use it properly.”

“It’s not mine,” Jen blurted out. “I’m just… holding it for a friend…” She shriveled up after hearing herself say such a cliched line.

“Your friend from the other day?” Hale conjectured

Jen felt her cheeks burning again. She couldn’t believe that Hayley knew about Samantha this whole time! “Uh… no…” she said, then sighed again. “Another friend…”

Both eyebrows raised for Hayley this time. “You surprise me, Jen! I’ve never seen this side of you!” she remarked. “Who knew you’d be playing the field so well!”

“It’s not like that!” Jen said. “It’s for the wrestling!”

“Ho ho ho OK! Now I have to see this submissive wrestling!” Hayley spouted.

“Submission,” Jen corrected. “And I can show you…” she heard her words and needed to clarify, “I mean on video! I have videos!” Jen said, then quickly added, “Of… of other wrestlers! Not me…”

“Aww, that’s disappointing,” Hayley grinned, “But I still want to watch this stuff…” She handed Jen back Sonya’s toy.

Jennifer nodded, then took Hayley into her room, exhaling slowly, not believing that she was about to show her roommate some explicit lesbian sex acts. Hayley took a seat on her bed as she started up her laptop. As she waited for it to boot up, she grabbed her clothes from the bed and tossed them into her hamper, then rummaged through her drawers for fresh clothes.

“Oh you don’t have to do that, I don’t mind,” Hayley teased.

Jennifer ignored her and took out a pair of modest cotton panties from her panty drawer. She slid them under her towel, then shimmied them up her hips. She grabbed a t-shirt to cover her top, letting the towel fall away as she did. Hayley frowned but didn’t say anything. Jen tossed the towel aside and returned to the laptop. She opened a browser to the WSW site, picking the latest video to play.

Hayley’s attention quickly turned to the video. It was a match between mid level wrestlers, Sylvie Sweet and Sera Tonin. Jen went over the rules and regulations for the league, as the match started up. The ladies on screen were quick to lock up, each making a grab for each other’s bikinis. The tease of swimsuits flying off had Hayley’s eyes locked onto the screen.

“Stripping off clothes is five points a piece,” Jen continued to explain. “Ten points a piece for full matches; those are at least three round matches with 3 minute rounds…”

Hale’s eyes widened when the clothes started coming off, barely responding to Jen’s explanations. It wasn’t long before both wrestlers were rolling around the mat, naked, trying to gain control. They both had a hand in each other’s pussy, rubbing furiously together.

“This doesn’t gain points because neither of them has match control,” Jen explained. She quickly darted her finger at the string. “There! Sylvia just took the mount position! See the ref start counting? She has control because she’s on top!”

Hayley stopped watching the match to look at Jen. “You’re really into this stuff, aren’t you?”

“Huh? What?” Jen replied, confused.

“I’ve never seen you this excited talking about anything else before!” she pointed out.

Jen looked away bashfully. “Well… I guess I really am into this…” she begrudgingly admitted.

“That’s great! Here I thought you were just a boring old bookworm and now we have this we can share!” Hayley grinned.

“Wait, share?” Jen repeated, alarmed.

“Yeah! I can get into this!” Hayley smiled, still watching the match.

“Well, I don’t know… it’s a lot of physical activity…” Jen warned.

“You’ve been doing it, right?”

“Yeah, so?”

“I think I’ll be fine!” Hayley nodded to herself.

“It’s really not that easy…” Jen continued to push.

Hayley shrugged it off. “How hard could it be? No offense, but if you can do it, I think I could keep up too!”

Jennifer felt a twitch in her temple. She was a little peeved. Part of Jen was telling herself that her friend didn’t know any better and to not take the jabs personally. Another part of her wanted to show Hayley just what her weeks of training could actually do.