Go to a WNBA game (side story)

[My throwaway line about the WNBA being the only professional sports league in this world seems to have delighted commenters, so by popular demand, we're going to a game. Thanks to those who pointed me down this path, to what I think ended up being a fun side story, and particularly to Kapock for the DMs clearing up some of my woeful ignorance of how professional basketball works.]

David was quietly watching Grace finish licking his cum out of Cynthia's pussy when Jayleen stormed in, "I won the tickets!"

Cynthia turned her attention away from Grace's tongue to excitedly reply, "no way! That's awesome!"

David was pretty sure this wasn't displaying his usual ignorance when he asked, "what tickets?"

"There's a WNBA game in town. I entered a contest online for four tickets, and we won! Want to come?"

David had watched WNBA games off-and-on in The Beaver Hole, but had never really paid much attention. There was always something much more exciting happening around him. Still, it was sure to be interesting, so he answered, "yeah, sure."

Cynthia excitedly asked, "I can come, right?"

Jayleen answered, "Yeah, sure. There's one more ticket."

Cynthia suggested, "Vicky might be into it."

Jayleen groaned, "I want to watch the game, not film it." Jayleen hadn't always loved Vicky's video production. It's not that she didn't want to be on video, she just believed that fucking deserved her full attention and making a video was a distraction.

Cynthia ignored the comment and offered, "Sarah always watches the games."

With all four tickets spoken for, Jayleen and Cynthia excitedly discussed their plans. With them distracted, David caught Grace's eye. He climbed above her and slid his cock into her. The other girls didn't notice they were missing anything until Grace panting out "holy shit" caught their attention.

The WNBA teams were definitely richer than they had been before the virus. All of the men's professional sports leagues had gone out of business because all of their players were either dead or more interested in their harems. With the competition gone, the women's leagues were suddenly the recipients of all of the marketing budgets and brand deals, not to mention the attention of sports fans. The WNBA had taken over most of the NBA arenas. They needed the room for their larger crowds.

The group lined up to enter the arena. When their tickets were scanned, each of them was greeted by an overly chipper woman in a blue and red bikini repeating "Pepsi welcomes you to the WNBA... Pepsi welcomes you to the WNBA... Pepsi welcomes you to the WNBA" who handed them a little plastic bag. David looked inside to see some team stickers, some kind of Pepsi-branded sweat band, and a little plastic vibrator with both WNBA and Pepsi logos.

Jayleen looked over his shoulder, "can I have yours? The batteries in these little ones always give out too soon."

David handed it to her and they headed for their seats.

When they entered the arena, David thought things looked a little worse for wear. Apparently some seats had fallen out randomly but hadn't been replaced. The whole seating area had a "tooth knocked out" kind of vibe.

The four of them found their seats and filed in. They were good, only a few rows up from the floor. As they sat down, Jayleen called out, "David, not there! Sit in the men's seat," and gestured for him to switch with Cynthia.

Confused, he sat in the seat she pointed at. The chair in the row in front of him was one of the ones knocked out, so at least he had some leg room.

Sarah looked at David and pointed out, "the game's not going to start for a while."

She slid from her chair into the space made by the missing chair in front of David. He suddenly realized that the seats weren't "missing" and it wasn't a coincidence that he was sitting behind one. The "men's seats" had been created to allow exactly what was happening.

Sarah pulled his cock out of his pants and stroked it appreciatively. David was scanned the arena, realizing how many of the "men's seats" gaps were occupied by a woman on her knees. Sarah's lips closed around his cock and he forgot all about the rest of the crowd.

He watched Sarah suck him, as always when he was with her, wondering if he really needed anyone else besides her. Then he glanced beside him to see Cynthia slowly rubbing her pussy as she watched him being sucked. He looked the other way to see Jayleen appearing with several orders of nachos. He remembered how awesome his harem was.

It didn't take long, it never did with Sarah, before his cock throbbed into her mouth, filling it with cum that was quickly and eagerly swallowed. He heard some quiet gasps from Cynthia as she enjoyed the show they were putting on. When she stood up, Sarah leaned in to her and kissed her deeply, sharing a taste of his load.

With that done, Sarah sat down. The game was just about to start.