Stop Her.

“Okay that is good.” I shook my head.

“Don’t be silly.” She smiled and kept rubbing my leg.

“No really it’s…” I said as I went to stop her hand as if rubbed against the throbbing head of my cock.

“OMG.” Her eyes went wide. “Where you looking down my top.” Tiffany gave me a sly grin.

“Sorry.” I shrugged.

“Like what you see I take it.” She gave her shoulders a little shake. “Because I like what I feel.” Tiffany looked around and then moved her hand up and began to caress my erection through my shorts running her hand the length of my cock. A light groan escaped my lip.

“How does your leg feel now?” Tiffany grinned.

“What leg.” I grinned. Tiffany gave me a little wink and let her hand slid into my shorts and my boxers as she began to play with the head of my cock through my shorts as she stroked my cock with her other hand. It felt so amazing I thought.

“So how is the patient doing?” I heard the coach say as she came up behind us. Tiffany quickly slid her hand back out of my shorts.

“He is good, just a little tenderness, nothing a nice long shower won’t take care of.” Tiffany said.

“Okay you two hurry up and hit the showers before the cheerleaders get done and use up all the hot water.” Tiffany gave me her track windbreaker to wear around my waist to hide the fact that I had a boner and me and Tiffany headed for the showers. Separate ones unfortunately. I went in and sat for a few seconds as the guys finished quickly. A few of them wanted to chat for a bit before they left which gave me time to lose my erection.

When I finally got into the shower I was glad there was some hot water left. My mind went back to Tiffany bent over in front of me, her huge tits wobbling back and forth as she rubbed my leg. Her hand on my dick. I felt my dick began to get hard again and thought about jacking off.