Now back to our regularly scheduled main character

You arrive at training, bright and early, still feeling a little smug after Scarlett asking more photos. She deliberately rolls her eyes as you approach.

“At least today you're wearing some decent length pants.”

You wink, “I know exactly what you thought of my pants.” Poor girl doesn't know you have an unfair advantage in this situation.

“What does that even mean?”

“You know what it means, anyway those photos keep you warm last night?”

Her face shifts into a look of panic for a second before making sure no one heard you. “Shut up, Jokes on you though cause now I'm focused and going to win tomorrow. Then you'll be number 3 this weekend in the trial game among other things.”

You had completed forgotten this weekend was your trial game. You start warming up while the others arrive. “Oh yeah, are the girls from USC any good?”

Flick who has just arrived chimes in “hmmm nah last year they were alright but they were nothing special, they beat us cause Bec just couldn't carry hard enough but this year we should be fine.”

“Oh that's good, hey speaking of Bec where is she, she's got like a minute to be here before she's late?”

“Speak of the devil...” Flick trails off as the three of you watch a very flustered looking Bec running into the courts.

“Its. Okay. I still. Have. Six. Seconds.” She says between deep breaths.

“I've never seen you late once, to training or gym what happened?” Flick begins her questioning with you and Scarlet looking along with similar questions.

“Just overslept this morning been studying a lot and it's just catching up with me.” Bec is looking a little panicked, like she wasn't expecting the questions.

“Never seen you run late once in three years from studying.” She really emphasises the word as Bec gets more defensive.

“Hang on I never question you when you walk in late or very close to it.”

Flick however is prepared for this line of questioning and counters quickly struggling to keep a straight face“Yes, but we are all aware my personal life is a mess, yours however... and now you are avoiding my questions causing further suspicion. We won't ask any more questions but don't let it happen again.”

Continuing to stifle a laugh Flick turns to you and Scarlett. “Well as now I'm the only senior player on the team who is committed to training I'll run the session this morning.”

“So with the trial game this weekend against USC we are going to focus on point play this morning. Me and Scarlett on one court and Issy and Bec stay here and play best of 5 tiebreaks.”

With no better option you listen to Flick, Bec doesn't really have much to say being in a bit of frazzle this morning. So much so that you actually win your tiebreak match against her, you definitely aren't playing well but she is having a terrible time. You decide to approach her at the change of ends.

“Uhh you okay this morning?”

She takes a breath “Yes, fine just having a bit of a different morning, but I'll be back to normal tomorrow.”

You had a sneaking suspicion...“So what happened this morning?”

She turns away and focuses on her racket strings, you can hear the faulter in her voice like she wasn't confident in what she was saying. “Ah well you know just a change of routine for me this morning I missed my alarm and instead of getting up at a reasonable time I had to run here.”

Flick chimes in as her and Scarlett walk back from their game “Again, I don't believe it, you'd never oversleep, something else happened and you don't want to tell us, come to think of it you didn't come from the dorms this morning, when you ran in you came from the carpark? What's the story there?”

“Umm I, ahh. Looks its really not important, Flick all you are doing is setting a precedent that the next time you are late we get to interrogate you.”

“Yes but I don't care cause all you will get out of me is, apologies for being a lazy human being and sleeping in. You are trying to hide something and I want to know what it is. Also where's our coach, I thought we had a coach now?”

Bec folds her arms with a grumpy look, “I don't have to tell you what I do with my time so stop trying and secondly he had a lesson with one of his other clients this morning. He is still trying to move all his business around so he can be free to train us but he wasn't able to move this one.”

You smile , your suspicions were being confirmed.“Oh right, that's fair I guess, did he tell you?”

Delighted to have the conversation off her being late Bec answers a little too enthusiastically. “Oh yeah we were chatting last night. He was talking about his business and stuff.”

You smile and say nothing, maybe the others hadn't figured it out yet but where Bec was last night is pretty clear. Based on the blank looks from the others no one else had been seeing the signs that their captain wanted 'private training' with the new coach.

“But yeah he said from tomorrow he will be here at all the training sessions and games on the weekend so that's good.”

You look around at the others and none of them seem to have thought twice about the fact that her and Sam were talking last night. They must have just assumed it was via txt or something. The rest of the session plays out slowly. More game play and basic drills. You are a little concerned watching Scarlett as it looks like she is in form and her cocky little smile as she sees you looking gives away her confidence for tomorrows game.

“You looked worried just before, whatever is the matter?” She says with a smile as the pair of you stretch down. You watch Flick and Bec head off, Flick still harassing her

“Me, worried? Dunno what you are talking about, certainly not about you and your lazy footwork.”

Her smile only gets worse, “alright then but its been pretty hot the last two days, and I've been been getting pretty sweaty out on court and it'd be a real shame if you lost cause you know...”

You were confused for a second but then you remember the first part of the bet you made with her, eating her pussy in the club house straight after the game. “Ew, don't worry you will lose and tomorrow night you will be in my room in the sluttiest piece of lingerie you own, which lets be honest is a little plain, begging me to bend you over. So you and that swamp you have down there can chill out for a bit.”

Oh no she's got that fighty look on her face, “Oh I'll be in your room alright and you will be taking that big piece of plastic deep in your loose pussy.”

You cant help but smile at her defensiveness. Even if she wins, having your girlfriend fuck you to orgasm with a big dildo sounds like a pretty good time. She's still talking about something that you aren't paying attention to and you decide she shouldn't be, you close the gap between you and kiss her.

You feel her tense up as you caught her mid rant, but she relaxes quickly kissing you back.

“Mmm look at you getting more confident in public.”

She stops for a second, the smiles. “Honestly I didn't even think about it.”

You both smile at each other as all the tension between you two from a second ago seems to be purely sexual.

You sigh knowing that as much as you want to take her back to your room both of you have class. You give your girlfriend one more quick peck before saying bye and heading off to class.