Jim wondered at the sheer sexual hotness that he was actually having to fight back rather than encourage. His being a singled-out topic of discussion among players and coaches left him wondering if he would ever simply be able to enjoy a live game, and he guessed not. It would have to be TV for him. Having just gotten away from his wildblooded sister, he was not keen on having the tension in the area escalate any higher.
Besides, the offer looked great.
"I give you girls points for being direct," he said. "Sure, let's get out of here."
Jim was amused at the jealous looks that other female spectators shot at Stephanie and Tina as they got up and left. He looked back at the game and saw many players smiling steadily at him, a couple of them waving.
"Are you a student?" Tina asked hopefully as they walked across the campus.
"No, I just thought I'd come check out a game."
"That is such bullshit," teased Stephanie. "There's no way you can be unaware of how megacute you are. Admit it, Jim, you were out looking to get laid. It's okay."
"We're not politically correct, Jim," said Tina. "Like our favorite footbal player says, we believe that men exist for the pleasure of women -- and we really appreciate your being so obliging!"
Jim liked their modest but comfortable dormitory room. They led him to a couch and sat on either side of him.
"So, Jim," Stephanie began with mock seriousness, "we're guessing you're a breast man!"
Tina laughed. "Yeah -- I mean, it's sweet of you to try to play it down and deny it, but we do kind of notice how you keep glancing at our breasts!"
"We really appreciate it, it's such a compliment, especially after where we just were. You mean you saw all those huge knockers bouncing around out there on the court and you still like little old us?"
"I ... " Jim took a second to choose how to proceed. "Back where I grew up, girls were awfully flat-chested. This is all, I don't know ... culture shock for me."
"You can see MY breasts, Jim!" So saying, Tina worked her shirt right off. She wasn't even wearing a sports bra, but a fancy breakway bra, and she yanked it right off. "You like?"
"Hell, yes!" Jim got out.
"You need to be more open," said Stephanie, squeezing his thigh as he gazed at Tina. "A girl would really appreciate it if some megacute guy like you walked right up to her and said 'I'd love to play with those humongous luscious gazongas of yours like they were bongo drums!' That would be a dream come true."
"A dream come true," echoed Jim. "No doubt. No doubt."
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