Yes - But for more than just Chloe

The girls shuffle into the locker room, chatting and gossiping as they disappear from view. I can't tell whether or not Chloe has noticed that her bag is lighter, but the outcome is out of my hands now. The best I can do is wait.

Minutes pass, and the crowd of observers have thinned, having assumed that their fun is over now that practice has ended. Something in my gut tells me that there's more to this day though, and that there're more surprises waiting in store.

Buzz. Buzz.

My phone buzzes with two consecutive messages, and I grab it out of my pocket to check. The sender? Chloe. Despite having some of her clothes stolen, it seems she still had access to her cellphone, which was good. However, my brows furrow in confusion as I read the texts she's sending.

"Babe."

"At exactly 5:45, pull the fire alarm."

Huh? That was an insane thing for her to text me, and now I couldn't discount the possibly that Jenn had stolen her cellphone to send a bogey message to me. After all, pulling the fire alarm would mean that all the naked girls currently showering would be **** out of the locker room, and I wouldn't put it past Jenn to do something like that. On the flipside, would Chloe go this far for ****? Without a doubt. I knew my girlfriend, and I knew isn't the type to take what happened earlier today lying down.

"Shame about our dinner date, but trust me, this'll make up for it."

The final text seals the deal, this is definitely Chloe. Jenn wouldn't know about my plans after practice. Surging with renewed vigor, I rise to my feet, trying to discretely find the fire alarm for the gym. 5:45 is about seven minutes away, and I only needed half of that to find the red switch along the wall.

The clock ticks down, and when the time is right, I grit my teeth and wrench the switch downward. The effect is immediate. The ear piercing ringing of the alarm sends the entire gym into a frenzy, and it's loud enough that I can't hear myself think about the consequences of my action. What's done is done, and all that remains is to let the outcome unfold. Hopefully, Chloe knows what she's doing.

Panic and confusion fills the gym as people try and figure out what to do. Some flee for the exits, which creates a bottleneck immediately, while others try and find the source of the fire, but are unable to even smell a hint of smoke.

The female locker room opens up and the group of half dressed cheerleaders scramble to get out. All are soaked from having their showers interrupted, wet feet slapping against the linoleum. Some managed to salvage some underwear, while others have towels, but despite that, I can easily see flashes of nipples, the bouncing of tits, and the jiggling of asses as they flee. None of them spare a glance at me as they run past, giving me the chance to get closer to the locker room. After all, neither Jenn nor Chloe have emerged just yet.

"What the fuck! Let me go!" I hear Jenn's voice long before I get to the door of the locker room, her shrill voice overpowering even the sound of the alarm.

Pushing open the door to the locker room, I blink in surprise, trying to process what I'm seeing. A fully naked Chloe stands tall and proud, her hands on her hips as she admires her handiwork. An almost naked Jenn, clad in only a black thong, has been trapped by the last vestige of her modesty. Somehow, Chloe had hooked the thong onto a clothing hook nearly three feet off the ground, giving the Asian girl an impressive wedgie that also keeps her trapped there, kicking her feet helplessly as the fabric digs into her ass cheeks.

"Oh, you're just in time," Chloe smirks when I enter, giving Jenn's ass a slap. "Take a picture! Don't worry, I don't mind."

"How did you..." I mutter, but decide that some things are better left a mystery. Chloe's rival will be here a while, until the firefighting team shows up. Hopefully, with a picture of her so **** and helpless as ****, she won't try to undermine my girlfriend again.

"Got my **** on the others too, for not stopping her," Chloe chuckles, taking my hand and walking away once I got the picture. "Now I'm not the only one naked."

Fair enough. What else was there to say? She'd gotten exactly what she wanted, and her pride remains unblemished. All that remains is to reward her for her victory. Leaning in, I press my lips against her, and she hums in satisfaction as her arms wrap around my waist. She's still wet from the shower, but it was the last thing on my mind as her tongue dances with mine.

"So.... About that dinner date..." she suggests once we both ran out of breath from the kiss. "Maybe a fast food drive through will suffice tonight."

"I assume that's without hitting up the apartment to find you some new clothes?" I ask, raising an eyebrow, and her smile told me everything. She didn't need it.

First attempt at a conclusive story. Let me know if you wanna keep seeing Chloe or different girls.