Hannah meets April

Hannah clenched her fists tight enough that her nails dug into her palms painfully.

Why the fuck am I so goddamn nervous!? She thought to herself. It was just fucking putt-putt golf and meeting a minor celebrity that was dating her best friend. No big deal.

Except it sort of was.

She’d taken the bus since there was a line that ran from the training facility where she worked her day job to the outlet malls, and that meant it had only been a couple minutes of walking to the minigolf place. Realistically, she probably should have already gone inside - Ollie and April would be waiting inside unless they were running late.

Hannah looked down at herself again. She hadn’t even been sure what to wear, which rarely happened. The problem was it was a date, but it wasn’t a date, or at least her date. But then it sort of was since she was meeting April for the first time, so really it was more like a date between them than Ollie being on a date with April. Except that-

Sometimes Hannah got in her own head.

She’d ended up leaning more towards the casual, semi-sporty nature of the location and had worn a long t-shirt with a white and black trippy checkerboard on it that should look wild under the glow-in-the-dark lights, and a pair of black jean shorts that were relatively appropriate and not booty shorts. She’d made herself look more dressy by doing up her makeup a little more than usual and spending time to make her hair look nice - well, she’d gotten the help of Tracy the media manager for the team to do her hair, but still. It was up in a ponytail but braided on the sides and in a thick, almost poofy French braid on top. It was cute but also made her feel a little fierce, which was exactly what she wanted to lean into now.

“It’s just Ollie and a girl that likes him, that’s all,” Hannah muttered to herself, then nodded decisively and headed for the door.

Wednesday evening apparently wasn’t the putt-putt golf’s busy night - someone was manning the cash register at the front, and Ollie and April were waiting for her, and that was it. She made sure she didn’t hesitate as she walked in and headed for them, pushing a big smile. “Hey! It’s so good to meet you, I’m Hannah.”

“Hi!” April said, flashing a big smile of her own and opening her arms to offer a hug.

God, she has nice boobs, Hannah thought as they hugged. April was only a little taller than her - a nice change of pace considering how Margot and Hikaru both loomed over her, not to mention everyone at work. The other woman had worn a cute floral print summer dress that showed off a moderate amount of cleavage, but there was no hiding the fact that she had tits for days. She was also wearing big, thick-rimmed black glasses that gave her a decidedly nerdy and down-to-earth look like she could have been playing the love interest in some nerd romcom or something.

It was kind of infuriating how fucking perfect she seemed for Ollie.

“You look so pretty,” Hannah said.

“You do too, I love your hair!” April said. “And that shirt is going to look awesome under the blacklights.”

“Thanks,” Hannah said, giving the other woman a smile that felt a little more from the heart. At least she’d noticed the effort. Hannah turned to Ollie. “Hi, big guy,” she said, giving Ollie a hug. “How was work today?”

“Same old, same old,” Ollie said with a tired sigh. Hannah knew he wasn’t feeling particularly challenged in his current job, but he’d just switched places a couple of months ago and was making like triple what she did. He said he couldn’t look to jump again for at least a few more months.

The tech industry was wild.

Ollie insisted on paying for the round of mini putt, and April teased him the right amount without making a big deal about it, which was a green flag. They were given the balls and putters and headed out onto the course.

April was frustratingly lovely. She wanted to know more about Hannah, and Hannah found herself on the end of the nicest interrogation ever. They talked about what Ollie was like when they were kids, and College Ollie, and Hannah revealed that Oliver had done the cosplay LARPing thing which of course April thought was super cool. But they also talked about Hannah’s job now, and April had a way of at least seeming really interested - she had no idea about anything to do with the MLS or soccer in general, but still managed to ask nice questions about her work life.

And Ollie was just following along, beaming a smile under the blacklights. Except he wasn’t just smiling and following along - he was offering high fives for good putts, and hugs for hole-in-ones, and he would give April a little kiss in between every other hole, but on the other ones he was teasing Hannah more than they usually did. Well, more than he usually did; Ollie was acting more like Hannah usually did.

“OK,” Hannah said as they lined up on Hole 15. “I can’t talk about work anymore. I’m tapping out. I need to hear about you, April.”

“Well, what has Ollie told you about me?” April asked, still sporting that bright smile.

Hannah smirked and glanced at Ollie. “Well,” she said. “We both already knew who you were before I got him to start doing that App contest, and for me that was mostly because Ollie was a bit of a fanboy for your work.”

“Hey now, you can’t blame me for that,” Ollie said with a playful roll of his eyes. “April is a talented, hard-working professional with a slew of amazing credits in genres I love. How could I not be a fan?”

“Don’t worry, he didn’t make an ass of himself,” April chuckled to Hannah as she rubbed Ollie’s arm and slid her hand down to grasp his hand. “Ollie was a perfect gentleman and not a weirdo at all on our first date, or any time since.”

“Hooold on,” Hannah said. “Are you sure we know the same Oliver? Not a weirdo?” Oliver stuck his tongue out at Hannah, making her snicker. “OK,” she continued. “Here’s the big thing I want to know, April, and I’ll be upfront that it’s purely because I want to protect my best friend and the best man I know so I’m sorry if it’s really fucking direct - when was your last relationship, how long did it last and why did it end?”

April’s bright demeanour finally shifted a little, though Hannah had to give her credit that it only lasted for one long moment and wasn’t bad, just an adjustment.

“Well,” she said. “To be honest, I’ve never really had a serious boyfriend before. I’ve dated, and I guess I’ve been in relationships a couple of times, but they never felt… It was kind of going through the motions. The last one ended about a year ago, lasted a few months, and it ended because I had no intention of moving to LA and the guy wanted to get serious and move in together and stuff and I thought we were just having some fun going on dates while we were working on the same project and I was hopping in and out of town.” She shook her head and sighed. “Hell, we didn’t even sleep together and he wanted me to move in with him in a completely different city.”

“I didn’t know about that,” Ollie said, wrapping his arms around April from behind and hugging her. Hannah felt a twinge in her heart. She wanted to feel safe and warm like that.

“I mean, it’s bad form to talk about people you used to date, especially on the first few dates,” April said with a smile, turning in his arms and going on her toes to kiss him.

Fuck, she looks cute, Hannah thought to herself.

“Any other deep, burning questions for me Hannah?” April asked once they’d all taken their first putts for the hole.

“A thousand,” Hannah said.

“Well, give me a fun one,” April said.

“What’s the most surprising thing you’ve found out about Ollie so far?”

“His mammoth-” April started, then seemed to hesitate and change her mind quickly. “-Heart.” She finished. “He is just the sweetest person I think I’ve ever met.”

“Aw, thank you,” Ollie said with a grin as he went to take his next putt.

Hannah hadn’t missed a thing though, and she turned her back to Ollie and faced April. It was hard to tell under the black lights but Hannah was pretty sure the other woman was blushing.

‘His dick?’ Hannah mouthed to her, raising an eyebrow as she made the inappropriate guess.

April visibly flushed this time and bit her lip. ‘You’ve seen it?’ She mouthed back.

Hannah shook her head, making a face. Then hesitated and raised her hands apart, maybe six inches apart, and gave April a questioning look.

April glanced at Ollie and then shook her head, grabbing Hannah’s hands and moving them more apart. Hannah’s eyebrows climbed so high it was almost painful. ‘And like this,’ April mouthed and held up her own hands forming a circle that would have spooked Hannah if it hadn’t seemed almost unrealistic.

“Holy fuck,” Hannah blurted out.

“What was that?” Ollie asked.

“Nothing,” Hannah called back, then mouthed, ‘Are you Okay!?’

April grinned with a shrug, nodded, and started giggling before pulling Hannah into a hug. “Sorry,” she whispered over the music playing in the background of the course. “Probably TMI, but I’ve only really talked to one friend about Ollie and me and it’s- Sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“It’s OK,” Hannah chuckled, hugging her back. “Um… congrats then, I guess?”

They both started giggling harder, leaving Oliver confused.

“Fuuuuuck,” Hannah moaned.

The ‘date’ had gone well. She and April had exchanged numbers at the end, and she and Oliver had walked April to her car before Ollie drove them back to their neighbourhood. She’d thanked him for the fun, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then got out of there as fast as she could.

Because she kept thinking of Ollie’s Cock.

Other than that one time she’d masturbated thinking about him, she’d never thought about what sort of trouser snake he was carrying around. After April clued her in, though, Hannah had found herself glancing at his groin more often than she wanted to even admit to herself.

And now here she was, in bed and completely naked, slamming a dildo into herself as she tried to imagine the fucking girth of that motherfucker. How deep in her would it go? Could April take the whole thing, or did Oliver need to stop short? What about a blowjob; could she even wrap her lips around that thing?

Hannah’s right leg started to spasm and she realised she’d been super tensed up. As she relaxed she slowed her frantic masturbation, squeezing her eyes shut as she imagined Oliver and his ‘mammoth dick’ overtop of her, his warm arms and his loving smile making her feel safe and loved like always while that cock made her his little whore.

She had to change her sheets before finally going to bed.

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