Offer Amber the Outfit

Jake took the clothes in his hand, and held them out to his naked companion. "Amber, you should take the outfit."

Amber looked surprised, yet hesitant. "Are you sure? You won't have anything to cover up with!"

The young man smiled. "I'm sure. Take it."

She still seemed unsure, but she wasted no time in taking the clothes from his hand and dressing herself. It still left little to the imagination; the tank top was maybe an inch off from showing underboob, and the shorts showed off her thighs a bit more than to be considered modest. Still, she was grateful. "Tell you what, Jake," she said, "you wait here with these guys, I'll go grab my car and I can give you a ride to your dorm so you can get dressed. There's a spare key in my glovebox. No sense in making you sneak around anymore, hmm?"

Jake's eyes went wide with awe. "You mean it?"

"Of course. You'd do the same for me."

With that, Amber took off into the darkness, leaving Jake with nothing to cover up with. The leader of the athletes walked up to him. "Real heroic of you, man. Let's hope she comes back."

Jake gulped. He hadn't even considered that she wouldn't. He reassured the guy, and himself. "I'm sure she will." He took a long sigh. "You guys don't mind me waiting here with you?"

"Nah, not at all. You wanna play a few rounds while you wait?"

Jake wasn't sure if he was being messed with, but the guy sounded sincere. A quick game wouldn't hurt anyone.

About a half hour later, the black sky was starting to see touches of orange enter, as the sun just barely peeked over the horizon. Another light came around the corner as well, the headlights of Amber's car, pulling up to the parking lot.

Jake sat on the metal bench, dripping head to toe in sweat, he wiped his brow. One of the players hollered a compliment, and he returned it without missing a beat, before he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Looks like you made some friends," Amber said, "never took you for an athlete."

Jake turned with a smile, trying to cover his junk more casually than normal. "Neither did I."

She chuckled. "You ready to go?"

He nodded, and with a wave to his new athlete friends, the two departed.

Jake felt a bit awkward, his sweaty bare skin against the leather seats of Amber's sedan. "You didn't happen to bring anything to wear, did you?"

With a smirk, Amber held up a pink pair of her panties.

"Hah," the young man said with sarcasm, as he turned to look out the window.

"Hey," Amber began. "Thanks, by the way. You really stood up for me back there, and you let me take the clothes instead of saving yourself. You're a good man."

A blush came to Jake's face as the car pulled to a stop. "Thanks," he murmured, before noticing where they were parked. "Wait, this isn't my dorm."

"No," Amber replied, "it's mine."