RO Day 11 - Shopping?

Retail therapy is nice after such a crazy week. You thought that maybe Olivia wanted to make it into some kind of date, but she went off on her own as soon as you got to the mall. That seems odd to you, but being alone isn’t so bad. You feel like you have to act cool around her, so being able to relax is nice.

As you browse around at your own pace, you wonder what you need to buy. FUTA provides all the important soccer gear, and that includes super high-quality sportswear, underwear, and everything you could need. Even stuff that’s meant for girls like you with penises. You don’t need to buy anything for soccer, only for yourself.

You and Olivia are not at the relationship stage where you should be buying her chocolates and flowers, but you got the impression that she’s feeling naughty, so you do get yourself something to wear. You look around in Victoria’s Secret’s horniest collection and get a matching bra and panty set that’s all translucent mesh in black. It’s the kind of thing that would look even better on Olivia, but at least you’re making an effort.

Olivia texts you that she wants to meet in a few minutes. You meet her at the very fragrant bath bomb store, where you play along as she asks you to pick some out. She buys them. Weird… you’re starting to feel like the girlfriend in this situation. You’re a girl, but you always… well, it’s just the weird way that you looked at dating and the world because you had a penis.

You get lunch after that, and Oliva pays. Even the way she walks around with you, she’s like the… dominant one.

You don’t mind. In fact, you like it a lot. Unfortunately…

“I’m sorry,” you tell her as you’re finishing up at the mall. “But I have got to spend some time with my team today. We have to get ready for next week.”

“Of course,” Olivia says. “Are you free after?”

“I am for you,” you say, blushing.

“Oh my god,” she says, pulling you in. “You’re so sweet.” She kisses you on the mouth.

You don’t question that. You’re cool with it. You’re so cool with it that you aren’t totally present with your team later that night when you gather them up with Lara in her room to talk about what went right and what went wrong this week. You go over as much as you can, and then you and the team brainstorm about what FUTA might have in mind, and how you can prepare for it. You agree to go easy tonight, then have a little unofficial practice tomorrow.

Everyone seems comfortable with that, especially Lara, who is relieved. You aren’t blind. Lara obviously doesn’t want to do soccer tonight. She wants to get Sam out of her clothes and into her bed. You hope that Sam knows what she’s in for because Lara is so obviously horny that you have a feeling that Sam is about to get the pounding of a lifetime.

Once the team meeting is over, you text Olivia, who tells you to come right over.

You duck into your room first to put on your new undies and a robe, then go right down.

You find Olivia waiting for you. The room is lit with candles and smells incredible. Amazing! She is absolutely trying to get laid. How does she not know that she doesn’t have to try this hard? She could just give you one look and you would be naked, but she’s doing all this…

“No fucking way,” you say at the sight of her. She’s wearing what’s called a bodysuit in lingerie terms, but it’s mainly string and mesh. It clings to her voluptuous body but doesn’t hide anything. It just makes everything sexier.

“Hey, babe,” she says casually.

“Nice outfit,” you say, trying to sound casual. “I have one too.” You drop your robe to show off your new set, which is not nearly as bold and powerful as hers.

“Oh my gosh,” she says, breaking into a smile and walking over to you. “You are so cute.” She puts her hands on your waist, and you do the same to her. It takes all of your self-control to keep them off her big, firm, luscious rear end. Her chest is almost touching yours, and it’s hard to look at her lips without kissing them. You melt into her arms. “I feel bad,” she says, coming close enough to you that you feel her breath.

“Why?”

“I have to take you out of these,” she says.

“You do?”

“We’re taking a bath,” she says.

“Oh,” you reply. You notice the bathroom door open, and the scent of oils.