SSS(SS) - Part 20

“OK,” Sal says.

“Want this back?” Athena takes the toy from under the covers. It gleams in the lamplight. “Guess I should clean it first.”

“No. I want it now,” Sal replies, taking it from her. She has to push back at least a little. It’s not in her nature to take power moves lying down. “I’ll use it while you put the stuff on me. Efficient.”

“Ha!” Athena slips out of bed and gets to her feet. She stretches with a sigh. “Oh.” There’s a noticeable damp spot in her little shorts. “Oh well. Using that vibe while I tend to your wounds? As Meri would say, that’s some CCL shit.” The delicate and classy way that Athena makes the quote forces Sal to clap her hand over her mouth to stifle a cackle.

She winces; moving hurts.

“Just like that,” she says, looking up at Athena. “Turned off.”

“Too bad. Roll over. Or do you need help?”

“I got it,” Sal grumbles, rolling onto her belly with only a little discomfort. “Legitimate massage parlor rules.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of exposing more than your very chaste lower back,” Athena says as she tugs the sheet down to do just that. “Can’t have you showing your bare butt in CCL House. That would be scandalous. I mean, what if one of the pledges saw?”

“It’s not that. Meri says it’s my best feature,” Sal says, resting her face on her arms. “Can’t let you see it for free.”

“I am giving you first-rate American healthcare. Giving me a peek would be a lot cheaper than your copay. You are a Division One athlete. You have to have magnificent glutes for that. That’s the word. Glutes. Funny word.”

“You are so different behind closed doors.”

“I’m choosing not to be offended at that,” Athena says as she climbs onto the bed. “I can sit on it, right? As long as I don’t look at it?”

“You’re going to want to be a little lower down,” Sal tells her.

“You have incredible skin.”

Athena settles her weight on Sal, who is intensely aware of the feelings between her legs. Athena is being flirty on purpose, but does she realize how attractive she is at the moment? Sal isn’t sure. That just makes her seem hotter.

There’s a quiet snap of a plastic cap being removed. Then Athena’s fingers are rubbing the soothing cream into Sal’s skin.

Sal sighs contentedly. “You really didn’t come here to ask for something?”

“I came here to do something nice and to get away from everybody. I’ll leave the proportions to your imagination.”

“Can’t you lock yourself in your amazing giant room up there? You have your own bathroom. You never have to come out.”

“But they all know where to find me there.”

“Oh, you want to stay over?”

“Isn’t that obvious from my jammies?”

“You mean those booty shorts?”

“OK, that is not how I would characterize these shorts. They are obviously for sleeping. Feel how comfy they are.”

“Oh, I feel them,” Sal replies.