The Next Day

You wake up early, still unable to get the sight of Claire catching you yesterday from your mind. Sweat cools on your body as you recall how she'd stood there in the dim light of the locker room, looking at the mess you made all over yourself.

You had been caught red-handed, masturbating to Claire's panties as your seed coated them with a sticky wetness. It was humiliating, but there was something... electric about it all. A thrill coursed through you at the thought of how exposed and **** you had felt in that moment.

With an audible groan, you finally pull yourself from the grip of those forbidden thoughts and get ready for the day. The locker room will be a minefield today, and you’ll have to face Claire eventually. You wonder what she'll say, how she'll react. A nervous smile tugs at the corner of your lips as you picture the many different scenarios that could unfold.

The locker room is quiet when you arrive. Your eyes immediately gravitate towards Claire, who's bent over unpacking some equipment from a crate. Her ass jiggles enticingly as she moves, taunting you with every sensual sway of her voluptuous rear end.

"Morning," you manage to croak out, your voice breaking slightly in nervousness. Claire turns around, her blue eyes boring into yours like a pair of laser-guided missiles. She doesn't say anything at first, just stands there silently appraising you.

"Claire, I...," you stutter out lamely, unable to find the right words to express how sorry and remorseful you feel. But before can continue, Claire smirks mischievously and turns back towards her work, dismissing the awkwardness between you with a simple "Yeah, I know."

Your heart skips a beat as adrenaline courses through your veins like lightning. Is this really happening? Are you... okay? You hesitantly make your way over to your locker, glancing back over your shoulder several times to steal sneak peeks at Claire's ass, now completely captivated by the new dynamic between you.

A few moments later the first female player shows up, signally it is time for you leave the locker room. You pick up your bag, sling it over your shoulder, and start towards the locker room doors when Claire calls out to you.

"Uh, uh, hold on a sec," she said, turning around, "I almost forgot." She reaches down into her bag and pulls out a small envelope. "I got you tickets to our next game. If you want go."

You take the envelope from her, trying not to stare at her incredible ass as she bends back over to finish her work. "Thanks, Claire," you mumble, stuffing the envelope hastily into your bag. "See you there," you say, forcing a nervous chuckle before making a hasty exit.

Once you get back to your room you reach into your bag and pull out the envelope from Claire. You realize it seems a little bulky for a ticket stub. You open it slowly, your heart pounding in anticipation, revealing a crisp, fresh pair of Claire's lacy panties wrapped around a ticket to tomorrow’s match.