Jen accepts the oil wrestling match

When she was issuing her challenge, Jennifer originally expected a conventional WSW match, so this oil match had thrown her for a loop. It wasn’t that she didn’t have experience in oil wrestling though; she faced Monica in an oil match and did pretty well considering she was going up against a former pro. She thought back on that match in the underground wrestling gym on campus. The physical therapist’s size and strength advantage over Jen was muted by the fact that the oil made their bodies too slippery to get a firm grip on. Jen was able to slip out of locks that would have lost her the match in a normal WSW contest. As she thought about it, the match also ended up involving much more skin on skin contact for the very same reason. Since they were both so slippery, it was hard to just grab one body part, so they had to really go for the body and hold on. That devolved into more body to body presses and flesh rubbing flesh. Jen got a little warm and fuzzy just thinking about it.

Not every match had to be a textbook clinic. A gimmick match every now and then helps to keep things fresh and **** you to think more creatively. At least, that was Jen’s reasoning when she ultimately accepted Becky’s match. She sent a response.

Tara Nova: I can bring the oil.

She could contact Monica who worked with body oils. She would be able to tell her the best stuff to use.

Becky Flinch: Great! I’ll see you Wednesday!

Wednesday after closing turned out to be later than Jen originally expected, so she was delighted to be able to show up for practice before her big match. Sam and Sonya were both there this week and they chatted about Sonya and Jen’s match the previous day.

Sam grumbled as she watched the other two roll on the mat. They grouped up as a trio to take turns wrestling and keeping score.

“So when do I get a match with you, Sonya?” Sam asked the sporty blonde as Sonya had Jen on the mat.

“Tell you what, I’ll give you a match if you can beat me in a match tonight!” Sonya replied.

“Alright! I’m game!” Sam answered, cricking her neck and stretching her shoulders. “Jen, soften her up for me so I don’t have to work as hard!”

“I’m… tryyyiiing!” Jen whined, doing her best to keep her shoulders off the mat so Sonya wouldn’t score more points on her. Sonya was taking advantage of her larger frame to keep the petite blonde grounded.

“How in the heck did you beat her in Sub?!” Sam complained with a sigh. “I’m trying to pick up tips from you, you know!”

“Maybe I went easy on her,” Sonya winked.

Just then, Jen slipped out from under her opponent and rolled her up for a quick point.

“Ooh!” Sam egged on, applauding the reversal with claps of her hands. “Maybe you just got overconfident!”

Sonya was quick to get her shoulder up and roll Jen over, but Jen skittered away before a pin attempt could be made.

“You’re like a jackrabbit!” Sonya complained.

“That’s my tag partner if there’s ever a tag division!” Sam announced. “She’s gonna wear you down and I can pick up the pieces!”

“Hah, we’ll see!” Sonya smirked.

Sonya would end up taking the win over Jen and subsequently over Sam as well before practice ended. They all hit the showers afterwards.

Jennifer was surprised at how comfortable she was in the locker room with the other ladies. Back in high school, she didn’t take gym class if she could avoid it and any time she found herself in a changing situation, she would find a way to change by herself, either at home or in a bathroom stall. Here, she was stripping down in front of others and not sweating it. Since these two had already seen her naked, it didn’t feel as daunting, but there were others using the room as well and she wasn’t as bothered by showing herself to them either.

All three of them entered the shower together. This was one thing Jen missed out on by skipping out on Gym; showering with other women. She felt giddy to be able to do this now, like anything could happen in there as they all took a stall and washed up. There was nothing to stop Sonya or Sam from slipping into her stall and making out with her. Or she could slip into one of theirs. They were all adults here and, based on her experiences with them, aggressively consensual…

“What are you up to tonight, Jen?” Sam asked. Jen perked up, shaking herself out of her fantasy. “We could head over to your place and watch some WSW! Leah Piper just had a match against Sara Tonin! They say it was a wild one!”

“I can’t!” Jen replied. “I have a match tonight!”

“What? Against who?!”

“Someone on the Discord named Becky Flinch,” she told her.

“I haven’t heard of her,” Sonya said.

“I’ve seen her on the chat once and a while,” Sam replied. “She puts up funny wrestling memes and stuff.”

“Know anything about her wrestling skill?” Jen asked.

“Nope. Didn’t even know she actually wrestled,” Sam shrugged.

“Well we’re supposed to meet up at Atlas Gym after closing,” Jen said.

“Hey, I know that place!” Sonya said. “There’s a pro wrestling training program there, maybe she’s part of that!”

“Could be,” Sam nodded, then asked Jen, “Did you want me to come with you to make sure it’s legit?” Sam remembered the uneasy feeling of meeting someone for the first time to wrestle. It would be reassuring to have someone watching your back.

“Thanks, but I think I’ll be alright!” Jennifer answered. “I kind of want to do this one on one, you know?”

“Uh huh, I get it!” Sam nodded. They exited the shower and returned to their lockers to get dressed.

“Oh, hey, Sonya! I brought this back for you…” Jen told the taller blonde as she discreetly passed a bag. Sonya peeked inside to find her strap-on dildo. “I washed it.” Jen added.

Sonya grinned and glanced over to Samantha before telling Jen, “Well, it doesn’t look like I’ll be using it tonight, so you hold onto it. You may need it for your match!”

Samantha rolled her eyes when Sonya flashed the dildo to her to clue her in on what they were talking about.

“Next week, I’ll get you!” Sam promised.

“I look forward to it!” Sonya teased.

Jennifer felt slightly embarrassed that Sonya and Sam were talking so freely about using the strap-on. Then she thought about after her match with Becky Flinch. She got even more nervous. She tucked the strap-on back in her bag and finished dressing. Soon, she would find out who this Becky Flinch girl was.