Free throw

You immediately moved to the free throw line. You figured that it was easy enough that you could make it, but not so east that it would go all the way around to cost you a piece of clothing. It didn’t look pretty, but after hitting the rim a couple times, the ball went through. Almost casually, Shannon stepped up and tossed the ball towards the basket. Just as casually, Linda grabbed the ball from the bottom of the net and tossed it to Marcus.

“SHIT!” the big man called out as his shot hit the front of the rim and bounced back to him. He slapped the ball to the floor. It bounced in the direction of Linda. More interested in watching Marcus take off his sweater, she threw it towards the basket without even looking. It wasn’t even close. By the time Tom tracked it down, it had gone behind the basket. He tossed it from where he stood. Not surprising, it flew over backboard and everything else. Cindy tracked it down as it reached the top of the key. Like Tom, she shot from where she picked it up. You snickered as the ball hit the floor under the basket.

“Think you can do better?” Cindy challenged as Shannon chased down the ball.

“Don’t see how I can do worse,” you answered. The redhead handed you the ball as you stepped onto the spot Cindy indicated. You took a second to line up the shot. Even as you started to throw it, a hand grabbed your crotch. Both Cindy and Shannon giggled as it hit high on the wall above the backboard. Cindy flashed Marcus a quick smile as the big man scowled at her. Shannon chased down the rebound. It had reached the other free throw line before she could snag it. Not wanting to try a three-quarter court shot, the redhead dribbled in closer, launching as she crossed the mid-court line. The way it popped up after it hit in the lane came closer than her initial throw. Marcus caught it underneath the basket. Whether he was too close or just didn’t want to risk having to take off his pants after everyone made an easy shot, Marcus’ hook shot went over everything. Both Linda and Tom took shots from the corner, behind the three point line. Neither came close. In fact, Tom put his shot in the third row of the bleachers. Cindy reached into the stands and pulled it out. Turning around, she shot from just beyond the side line. It hit the side of the backboard and bounced towards center court. It was well beyond the three point line by the time you caught up with it.

“HEY!” you called out as Cindy leapt at you as started to shoot. Instinctively you stepped backwards to avoid her charge. It made your shot arc far higher than you intended.

“T’anks a lot Cin.” Shannon muttered as the ball swished through the net. The redhead grabbed the ball and walked back to where you stood. Setting her jaw, Shannon threw the ball at the basket. Marcus looked nervous as it flew towards its target. He breathed a sigh of relief as it hit the front of the rim and fell to the floor. Shannon growled at Cindy before heading to the bench.

“You got lucky, Marcus.” Cindy called out as the big man retrieved the ball, “Pity.” Her eyes dropped to his crotch. Having already lost his sweater, his pants would have been his next forfeit. Cindy was practically drooling at the prospect.

“Hardly.” Marcus answered as he dribbled to where Shannon had missed, “Watch!” With practiced ease, Marcus raised his hand and threw. Whether he was so eager to impress Cindy or got distracted by the bright red nipple that appeared as Shannon’s bra moved upward along with her sweater as she paid her forfeit, Marcus’ shot didn’t come close. Cindy giggled as the ball hit the wall a good two feet to the side of the backboard.

The blonde didn’t get a chance to laugh for long. The ball came down just outside the lane, about halfway between the base line and the free throw line. Linda caught it before it could hit the floor a second time. Two bounces later, she rose up and laid the ball in. She tossed it to Tom. Although he obviously traveled, no one said anything as he took the ball from the bottom of the net and tossed it to Cindy. Although her shot wasn’t as smooth as either Linda’s or Tom’s, it nonetheless went in. She grabbed the ball as it dropped out of the net and tossed it to you. You immediately charged the basket.

Do you make the easy shot?