Locker Room

In the end, my hesitation caused Kaylee to choose for me. With an exasperated sigh, she grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the door.

“Just come inside already,” she said, opening the door and dragging me inside. Not going to lie, I was only giving a token resistance. Voices overpowered the sound of my racing heart as Kaylee dragged me around the corner. Wide-eyed, I found myself standing before fifteen girls in various stages of dress. You could have cooked a steak on my cheeks as my joints locked up. Kaylee promptly abandoned me at the threshold, dropping my hand as she headed over to her locker.

“Ladies,” she said, greeting everyone.

Various greetings answered her back. It took less than ten seconds for someone to notice me. A junior looked my way. If I remembered right, her name was Sophia. Fortunately, she had already finished changing into her practice gear and was just tying her hair back.

“Kaylee,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “Who’s this?” One by one, the entire locker room turned my way. I recognized quite a few from lunch. None seemed slightly upset at seeing me standing there. Except maybe Zoe, who was frowning.

“Uh…” Words. Words were hard.

“Scott,” Kaylee said as if it were the simplest thing in the world.

Abby was all grins as she slid next to Kaylee. Her blouse was open and I quickly averted my eyes. Not before catching the ample bosom cradled by her white bra. “Planning a little pre-practice workout? Coach is gonna be pissed. You know what she said after last time.”

Last time? I had no idea what she was talking about, and maybe ignorance was bliss.

“It’s not like that,” Kaylee said quickly.

“Oh, then can I?” Ellie said, springing up from the bench. She didn’t have her blouse on. She didn’t have much of anything on above her waist. The image of pink on creamy white skin was slow to fade as I looked away. I tensed my thighs, trying to think about all the fun I was going to have burning an all-nighter on that physics packet. “I’m horny as hell and could use a good fuck.”

“You’re always horny Ellie,” someone said, getting a laugh from the others.

“God, you have weird tastes. Besides, why do you need Scott? Didn’t you get a boyfriend recently?” Zoe said with a smile. It’s amazing how much a smile could do to a woman’s attractiveness. She’d be a lot popular if she smiled more. Then again, she probably had no trouble finding guys as it was.

Ellie pouted, crossing her arms. “Right? I started dating him because he was a good lay and has this great body. Then he tells me we were doing it too much and he needed time to recover. I respect that, like the good girlfriend I am. Then he gets pissed when I start fucking other guys. Like, which one is it? You want me to fuck you, great. If you don’t, I’m going to find other guys who will.”

By this time, I was staring at the ceiling. Too many clothes were off, and it was dangerous to look anywhere but there or the floor.

“You’re dating Conner Hall, right?”

“Yeah,” Ellie answered.

“That’s weird. He didn’t seem like the type to get jealous,” Abby said.

“You forget who your talking about. Ellie, how many guys have you been with? Wait. Let me rephrase that. How many guys are you seeing consistently in addition to Conner?”

Ellie made some humming noises while she thought. “Eight? No, nine.” A pause. “Ten?”

Zoe chuckled. “That’s why.”

“Is that too many?” Ellie asked innocently.

More laughter. It was Kaylee who spoke next. “Come on Ellie. You know it’s impolite to be with more than three other guys if you are in a relationship without discussing it first.”

“Three on the regular,” Zoe corrected. “Flings don’t count.”

“Obviously,” Kaylee said.

Ellie sighed. “I told him I had needs…" There was a brief moment of silence as I listened to the sound of rustling clothes. “That aside, what do you say Scott? I could use a quick fuck. Uh, not like… quick quick. Normal quick.”

Was she serious? Now? Here? My legs felt like jelly as I stared up at the ceiling, afraid of what temptations awaited below.