It's the day of the match!

Dressed for the match, you made your way to the building that Ori had told you about after she provided directions once she had apparently managed to book her slot.

Making your way in, you must have looked lost as the receptionist immediately spoke quite loudly towards you.

“Looking for Ori, are we?” she asked.

“Ah, yeah, that obvious?” you laughed as you moved over to her.

“Oh, she was right, you are cute. This should be a lot of fun.” She giggled. “Follow me, I’ll take you to her, hun.”

A slight blush formed at her compliment, while she stood up out of her seat and started walking down a corridor.

“So how’d you meet Ori?” she asked as you walked.

You explained to her how it was pretty much a chance meeting, but that the pair of you hit it off and yadda yadda yadda. Nonetheless, she seemed pretty enraptured as you told the tale. The moment you finished, however, she tripped up.

As she fell, she tried to grab hold of anything, and her hand grabbed...your crotch. And stayed there. For a while. You instantly tightened up a little, as you tried to (unsuccessfully) stop yourself from getting hard. When you did, you could swear you heard a happy “Mmmm...” from below, before she got back to her feet.

“Sorry about that. Girls’ shoes, ya know?” she ‘apologised’, unable to hide a smirk.

The rest of that short journey continued in mostly silence, you too embarrassed to talk, while she quietly giggled to herself, until you reached the arena door.

“Well, here we are! Go get ‘er, hun!” she cheered, finishing with a peck on the cheek and a slap on your ass, as you entered the arena and quickly saw Ori standing there in her own match apparel.

It looked like the pair of you drew quite the crowd, with most folks focused on Ori, but you had your fans too, not least Dennis, sitting near the back. He wasn’t the only one you recognised either, with the receptionist eagerly sitting in the front row, though you were pretty sure she was cheering for Ori, despite her compliment.

“Heyyyyyy, John...Don’t go easy on me now, just because it’s been a while. Or I’ll have you cumming faster than you can say, well...cum” she winked.

“Oh, I’ll make sure I’m very hard on you, don’t worry...” was your retort.

“Ha, very good...So, you ready?” she asked with a smile.

“Ready.” You met her smile with one of your own.

“Okay then...standard rules, first to make the other cum twice wins.” You nod in response. “Well, on 3. 1...2...3!”