Double date Stories

___________________ I sat, slumped over, head in my hands. “Nice way to fuck up the game, asshole!” I heard, then felt a wet towel smack into my head. Footsteps slapped away. I pushed the towel off onto the locker room floor and went back to my self-loathing. I have no idea how long I sat there. Then I heard shoes approaching. I waited for the assault, but nothing happened. Finally, I looked up. “That was a catchable pass...

When Sarah appeared for the evening, she was wearing her red chiffon dress. It was the one that we had bought in the city with the help of Clare. The dress was short, with a cut-away back, so no bra. It was also slightly translucent, especially at the rear. The dress designer had made it that way to give a hint of the lady’s body that lay beneath it. I sat there, taking Sarah’s inherent beauty as she stood by the full-len...