Talking to Ms. Miller

You, Emily and Megan are standing in from of Ms. Miller’s desk in her office as she looks through the girl’s tests.

“I’m surprised.” She says, not taking her eyes off the sheets of paper. “Going from Fs in the mock tests to C+ in your weakest subjects is no small feat.” She nods approvingly before giving Emily a teasing look. “Though I thought you were aiming for Bs, Emily…”

“Urgh.” Emily flinches, and you have to suppress your laughter.

“Alright then! You both pass… this time!” Ms. Miller says. “Drop below this on your finals and I’m still kicking you out of the team.”

“But Ms. Miller…!” Megan starts to protest, but the teacher shuts her down.

“I know what you’re going to say, but tournament time is no excuse for your school performance to drop. If your teammates can do it, so can you. Set a good example, golden duo.”

The girls groan loudly, but they can’t really rebuke her.

“Now, for Mr. Walker here!” She addresses you. “Take off your shoes and get on the scale.”

You follow her instructions and get on the scale. She looks at it, then measures your height. She does some mental calculation and smiles. “You’re doing great, it seems! You were always slim, but it seems the exercise isn’t doing any damage. How’s your diet? Have you been eating more protein, like I told you?”

“Yes, I have.” You confirm. “Recently, I’ve noticed that my muscle training is also paying off.” You say with some pride.

“Have you now? Let me see.”

“Eh…?”

“Take off your jacket and shirt and let me see.” Ms. Miller repeats.

“Julia!” Emily can’t help but call her sister by name.

“Calm down. I’m not trying to ogle him. I just want to see his result in two months. I’m not trying to steal your boyfriend.” She laughs. “By the way, good on you for coming clean about it. Sure, you’re the talk of the school for now, but it’ll die down. It always does.” She waves her hand dismissingly

Emily sighs heavily. “We didn’t exactly come clean. People overheard the conversation in the cafeteria. Then, this idiot comes and kisses me in front of everyone right before class.” She say, looking at Megan, who just gives her a goofy smile, knowing she doesn’t mean anything by “idiot”. “It’s been a busy day.”

“It’s worth it though. Now we don’t have to hide!” Megan says, relieved and stretching her arms upwards.

“Alright, enough of that. David, if you have a T-shirt under, I’d still like to see your progress. Don’t worry, I’m a professional, I know what I’m doing.”

You sigh and take off your jacket and your shirt, leaving only your white T-shirt underneath. Ms. Miller takes a look at you and touches your arms. You try to think of anything but the sexy woman in front of you feeling your bicep.

“Yeah, your muscles seem healthy. You haven’t been feeling any pain, have you?” She asks with a serious expression.

“Not since I started.” You answer.

“Good. You can put on your jacket now.” She instructs. “So, what do you guys want to do? Do you want to continue the tutoring? If you girls are capable of studying on your own, you should be okay from now on, and David already has an established routine. Well, I won’t **** anything on you anymore. Whether to continue or stop, it’s up to you.”

You share a look with the girls. You’ll have to talk about it, so you decide to do so during lunch. You go to the rooftop so as to not be interrupted.

“So, what do you think? Should we stop?” You ask them as you sit on the floor with your back to the metal fence.

“I don’t know.” Megan says, sitting next to you and leaning on your shoulder. “We got used to it, didn’t we? We were spending four days a week together, either training, studying or… you know.” She giggles as she traces a finger along the length of your thigh.

Emily sits on your other side and also leans on your shoulder. “Though it’s true that we could use the extra time. We have big matches coming up soon, and I think we’ll be fine if we study on our own.” She sighs. “I don’t want to stop seeing you though.” She admits, and that makes you smile.

“Should we just shorten it to twice a week? One for studying and one for training? I mean, I can train on my own now, but I’d miss the eye candy.”

Megan gives you a light punch on the ribs for that comment, though she still laughs along with Emily.

“I’m okay with that.” Emily nods and gives you a kiss on the cheek, but you take the opportunity to give her a full kiss on the lips. Her body seems to lose strength as she melts into it. “Mmm… not fair. Now I want more.” She pouts.

“There’s one for me too, right?” Megan asks, leaning even closer to you.

“Always.” You grin and meet her lips. You relish in the taste of her mouth and the soft sound of her moaning.

“Are all your matches on another town?” You ask about the tournament.

Megan pouts, too. “Yeah. So you really can’t make it?”

“Not unless I hitch a ride from Emma.” You smile apologetically. “I’ll try though.”

“You better. You have yet to see us play for real. I want to show off to my boyfriend a little bit.” Emily says with a grin, holding your hand and squeezing it tightly.

“Oh, by the way…” Megan starts. “When’s your next date with Ms. Owens?”

“This Saturday. Why?”

“We were thinking of having a little date of our own.” Emily says. “Just Megan and I. Are you ok with that?”

You give them a puzzled expression. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Just making sure.” Emily smiles and gives you another kiss on the cheek.

“So far it’s always been the three of us. We didn’t want you to feel left out.” Megan explains.

Oh. Well, you can see where they’re coming from. Still, you don’t feel jealous knowing they’ll be having some fun on their own. Is it because they’re girls? You know damn sure you’d be against them going out with another guy. Hypocritical and selfish, you’re well aware, but you won’t compromise on that point. But if its just them, you’re completely fine with it, and what’s more, you’re happy they can still enjoy each other’s company, even if their love scores make them completely devoted to you.

“It makes me happy that you considered that, but don’t worry.” You give them a reassuring smile. “Go, have fun. I promise to take you both out another day.”

They both smile brightly when hearing that. “Oh! That’d be fun! We haven’t really gone on a date.” Megan says.

“And now that we don’t have to hide, we can go wherever we want.” Emily grins suggestively. “Maybe a really fancy motel…”

Urgh… do you have the money for that? You’re sure she’s half-joking, but that means she’s also half-serious about it. It WOULD be interesting.

“I’ll… think about it.”

Content with that, you eat your lunch together and go back to class once the bell rings.