Makes it to locker room.

I walk out and go towards the room with haste. Seeing people skate on the ice as I go by gets me really wet because of my lack of panties. Skipping ahead I enter the refs room and take a deep breath. Still only my bag in here. I walk over to my bag to look for a jersey, Holding my breast as I shovel through. Remembering all my jerseys are in the wash I sit back against the wall on the bench. With my legs spread, I slide my hand down sliding against my slit. Feeling how excited I got in the whirlwind of events, I let out a soft moan as I easily slide a finger inside. Quickly I regain my self as I hear people walk by the outside of the locker room. I wipe my inner thighs with my loose shirt sleeves hanging around me. I stand back up and think about if I should get risky and go out in the ice for a little bit or if I should call it a day.