Jen lets the comment slide

“Hehe…” Jen chuckled nervously. She wasn’t about to ruin their time together by questioning their relationship. Her hope was that it was nothing but playful banter and that Sonya would forget all about it the next time they met. She bundled the dildo and harness into her bag and got dressed. Sonya packed things up too, wiping down the mat before putting it away.

“I guess I’ll have to bring some cleaning supplies next time I’m out here,” she noted.

Jen made a mental note to wash down the mat before her next match in the shed. She waited for Sonya to finish dressing. Her studies could wait long enough for her to enjoy the view of Sonya’s fit young body being eventually covered up with a tracksuit. Jen found it a little kinky that Sonya didn’t bother putting her bikini back on or even the outfit she came in with, just the tracksuit. Then, she thought about it a bit. The track suit fit loosely around Sonya’s naked body, which was still coated with whatever fluids she didn’t manage to wipe off. She must have been doing that to avoid having to wash her regular clothes. This only made Jen wonder how often she’s done something like this before.

Sonya finished dressing and looked at Jen with a smile and a nod. “Ready?”

Jen nodded back and they ventured out of their secret wrestling shack together. The sun was still out, but it was well on its way over the horizon. The surrounding field was as empty as when they arrived. No one had bothered to come out this way. “I’m headed back to the gym. Want to join me in the shower?” Sonya offered.

The keen student was tempted but knew she really needed to get some studying in before dark. She had tests coming up. “Maybe next time,” she promised.

“I’ll hold you to it!” Sonya grinned.

“I’ll enjoy being held,” Jen shot back with an equally impish grin.

The girls shared a parting kiss, then made their separate ways. Jennifer kept gazing towards Sonya as the track star walked toward the athletics building. She couldn’t believe she got to spend time with a jock like her. Back in high school, girls like that never even gave her the time of day!

Jennifer sighed wistfully as she headed directly to her dorm, imagining what Sonya would look like under the school shower. .

Once inside her dorm building, Jen started to notice just how grimy and dirty her body had gotten. Her skin was sticky from sweat and sex and it was rubbing up against her clothes. First thing she planned to do once she got home was shower. She remembered she had the strapon with her and figured she could clean that right after so she wouldn’t forget.

Jen opened the apartment door and looked inside the common area. No one was there. “Hello? Anyone home?” she called out. Not hearing anything, she took it that she was alone. That was good. She went to her room and tossed her bag on her bed, then stripped off her clothes. Standing around naked, even in her room, was something she wasn’t quite used to yet, but it was becoming more of a thing now that she was submission wrestling. She was starting to take Sam’s advice about being comfortable naked so that it wouldn't be an issue when she got stripped.

She dumped her clothes in her hamper to wash later, then pulled out the sex toy from her bag. It was still covered by the towel so her textbooks and notes were still safe. She grabbed the towel under her arm and sauntered over to the washroom like she had just had just won a championship.

Closing the door behind her, she was feeling exuberantly confident out of her shell, and clothing. She looked at herself in the mirror and tried to see what Sonya saw in her. The jock had called her cute. She could see that. She also wanted to be sexy though. She tried to make some sexy poses but they all ended up looking like a cute chick trying to be sexy. She sighed and dumped the dildo and harness in the sink, then stepped into the shower.

The shower was warm and refreshing. She could feel the layer of dirt start to soften and wash off her skin. She thoroughly cleaned out her private area, getting down to the nooks and crannies. It took some rinsing and extra soap, but soon Jen was feeling satisfied with her cleanliness and could step out of the shower. She toweled herself off and was feeling light and airy.

The next job was to clean Sonya’s toy. She soaped it up and rinsed it off in the sink, staring at it while she recalled how it was deep inside Sonya’s pink puss, plunging out her juices. As her small hands rubbed its surface up and down, she could remember how it felt inside of her, feeling very thick and fulfilling. It looked different in this open light though. The shed had been dark with harsh led lighting. Now, she was looking at the toy under natural sunlight. She wanted to see how she looked in it, wondering what Sonya had seen, so she strapped on the harness and attached the dildo to look at herself in the mirror.

What Jen saw shocked her. She looked like one of the wrestlers in the WSW videos. She held the fake cock in her hand and posed, looking decidedly more sexy than cute now. She stroked herself idly as she stared at the alluring image in the mirror. She was starting to see the appeal that Sonya was talking about. She wondered if Sam would like to see this too. She didn’t have to return the strap-on right away.

Jennifer’s head started filling up with naughty ideas about how she could introduce her borrowed plaything to her friend. She could invite Sam over and wear it under a robe, revealing herself like one of those seductive sexpots in old movies. Or, maybe she could convince Sam to lay in her bed blindfolded and surprise her with it through touch alone before finally letting her see. The most obvious answer was that she could pull it out after a match as her victory toy.

As Jen admired herself in the mirror and pondered ways to use her borrowed sex toy with Samantha, the petite blonde heard the door outside. She froze as if already caught. There were footsteps. She hoped that whoever it was that came home would just go straight to their room so she could sneak back into hers. Those hopes were dashed when she heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Jen? You in there? I see your stuff on your bed!” Hayley called out.