Jennifer accepts the spar invitation.

“Oh… OK…” Jen told Monica. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. “I’ll spar with you…”

“We can do it right after your session,” Monica replied.

The rest of the massage session went by in general silence. Monica worked her fingers with a renewed urgency, likely from her anticipation of the sparring session to come. Jen also thought ahead, imagining things Monica could show her in the ring; both from a wrestling standpoint and with her body. The university junior was glad that her body was covered in oil since it would hide the other liquids that may have come out due to the mixture of the masseuses’ feminine touch and the dirty thoughts going through her head.

It wasn’t helping that Monica’s fingers dipped precariously close to Jennifer’s erogenous zones. She didn’t really get massages, so wasn’t sure if it was normal for the masseuse to grope her breasts from behind. The student also felt the woman rub deep into her inner thigh and pay special attention to her buttocks. She found herself grinding against the massage table, aching for Monica to push deeper. If things had kept up, she was sure she would hit a climax all over the bed. Before that could happen, though, Monica stopped.

“OK, that’s the end of the session,” she announced. “Shall we head to the gym?”

Jennifer swallowed dryly. “OK…” she replied huskily.

“Sounds good to me!” Monica replied. She seemed so nonchalant about pushing Jen to the edge of orgasm. “Grab your stuff,” she informed her patient while gathering up her own things and quickly putting them away. From her urgency, Jen guessed she was just as eager to get started as the rookie.

Since the other woman was busy putting things away, Jennifer didn’t feel as self conscious about dressing in front of her. She quickly pulled her plain bra and panties on, then hopped into her sports sweats and T-shirt, topping it off with her runners and an orange hoodie. She hid her hands in the hoodie pockets and waited for Monica to finish packing up.

Monica pulled out a shoulder bag from a locker.

“You came prepared?” Jen asked with a raised eyebrow.

“It never hurts to be prepared,” Monica replied with a chuckle. She unzipped the bag and popped in a bottle of massage oil, then stuffed a couple of towels inside as well. She zipped it back up and hoisted it over her shoulder. “Are we ready?”

Jen nodded. Monica led Jen out of the massage office and locked up behind her. When they headed out to the lobby, the room was dark. The secretary was gone for the day and the place was empty. Monica was right, no one was around at this hour.

The place was quiet and abandoned. With minimal lighting, it had an ominous feel to it. Jen had an uneasy sensation that something might jump out of the shadows to grab her, so she kept close to Monica on their way down to the gym. In the end, there really was no one else in the building.

Their first stop was the ladies change room.

“Oh,” Jennifer realized. “I don’t have an outfit for this.”

Monica smiled. “That’s ok, I have a spare!”

They entered and the lights flickered on from their movement. Monica dropped her bag on a bench and started to strip off her masseuse frock. Jen stopped and stared at the woman revealing her trim and fit figure underneath. Monica had broad shoulders but a feminine physique. Her overall body was slender yet toned.

Monica looked up when she was in just her bra and panties and said, “You should probably shower first and get that body oil off of you.”

Jen nodded. Monica could have suggested anything at this point and she would have agreed to it. She had trouble taking her eyes off the brunette’s tight body when the senior wrestler handed her a clean towel. Jen was also in awe of how comfortable Monica was in her own skin. The masseuse stripped off her bra and panties like it was no big deal before heading into the shower first.

Jen quickly pulled off her clothes, emboldened by her sparring partner’s attitude, and bundled up her hair before heading into the shower. She turned the corner to find the ladies shower room was one big room with no stalls. She could gawk at Monica’s naked form all she wanted!

She picked a shower across from her new mentor, washing her back as an excuse to face the physical therapist as she washed. Monica glanced over at her every so often and Jen realized she was giving the other woman a full frontal view while all she was getting was a look at the backside. Albeit, it was a juicy backside. Water trailed down the round, smooth surface, making Jen want to reach out and grab it.

Monica finished first and waited for Jen to be done. Jen shut off her shower and toweled off, feeling a bit more comfortable standing in front of her masseuse in the buff. They returned to the changing area and Monica lent her a blue bikini while donning a bright pink one. Jen was in awe at how well Monica filled out her suit while her petite frame was barely able to keep the top from falling loose.

Monica noticed her fidgeting with the top and said, “You look fine. It’ll do for practice.”

They left the change room and walked down the hall. Jennifer had her runners on and a towel over her shoulder. Monica seemed content to go barefoot. To Jen, it felt like they were going to the beach in their teeny bikinis. It felt so strange and unnerving walking half naked through a dimly lit hallway.

Instead of taking her to the main gym, Monica led her to a smaller room that was tailored specifically for wrestling. The floor was matted and there was a large circle drawn out in the center with a smaller concentric circle inside that one. The room’s color scheme reflected the school colors with padded walls emblazoned with the school name.

“We have a wrestling room?” Jen asked in wonder as she looked around the small space.

“What? Did you think we were going to do this in the big gym?” Monica laughed.

“Kinda…” Jen replied, embarrassed.

“Ha! We’d probably freeze out there!” Monica chuckled as she put her bag down next to the circle. “So you haven’t been in this room before? I guess you just took the open practice here,” the veteran concluded. “This is the school’s wrestling room. It’s padded out so we don’t need to drag in and out wrestling mats every time we want to practice.”

“So…” Jen said, looking around with excitement building up inside her. “What do we start with?”