Compliment their Clothes

Girls like that, right?

"Uhh..Sh-shorts."

Abby blinked while Emily smiled and asked "What?"

"Your outfit, I mean. It's uh, nice."

Abby was... Well wearing what she always wore. Tight blue jeans, white boots, and some sort of knitted sweater. Emily was taking full advantage of the relaxed dresscode. A shirt only just longer than a crop top, her all-white Nikes (Nike's?), and a pair of soccer shorts that looked spray painted on.

"I know right?" She got up and walked to me. "These shorts are so cute. Kind of cold, but I kind of prefer that over my legs not beings able to breath when it gets too hot you know?"

"Yeah hot, I know what you mean." She was now very close, maybe a few inches over a foot. Which with my now "expanded" and size meant she was only a few inches away from my dick.

"I bet you do now huh?" She smiled and turned around, putting her hands on her hips and pushing her butt out toward me. "Would you believe Mary gave me shit about it? Mary Wilson, not Wood." She started to run her hands down to the sides of her perky, large, very round ass. I could only see them peripherally as I was focusing on a perky, large, and very round ass.

"She thinks I don't know, but she was complaing to Heather about how I'm "not even on the team" and "act so flighty." I think she is just jealous she doesn't have the nerve to rock them. I mean, how many sizes too large is that tent she wears on the soccer field?"

"Ye-yeah I don't really watch the girls-the girl's soccer I mean. I mostly watch the football games."

She turned toward me and walked abit to my side, bringing the side of her rear against my dick. I could see every curl of her hair, and every one of her freckles. She had a lot. They made her eyes look even more green.

"Yeah, you don't go to the Volleyball games either. You should start! Yeah the coach has us sell drinks and snacks for like, an hour while the JV plays. You could keep me company! You know, watch my *back*."

Her wink was impossible to miss, as was how she was swaying her ass against my dick a little too hard to be natural.

"Emily, you can see the nurse now!"

Winking again, she walked pass the counter with a very suggestive sway leaving me and Abby staring at each other.

"Uh, hey su-sorry. I know this mist be awkward with you and Mack and all-"

"We broke up."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

She looked away, shifting her eyes around. "Yeah it's, it's fine we were just arguing a lot and I didn't want to deal with it anymore."

She took a deep breathe, then brought her head up and looked me in the eyes. "Emily is right, you should come to the games." She was puffing her chest out noticeably. "I mean, not many show up, and it would be nice you know? To have people show up I mean."

"Sure Abby, I'll cheer you guys on." She smiled, and I pretended not to notice how her eyes kept darting from meeting mine to staring down near my groin.

"Uh well, I should go get lunch."

She shifted a little. "You have Lunch A right? I have B."

"Cool."

"Cool."