short stories

bits in the locker room;]

"Stop it!" Erika snarled at Maddox, putting her phone on the locker room bench. "I'm not even supposed to be in here!" She snapped at him. "Relax, relax," Maddox patted her, taking off his football helmet and smirking. "The coaches aren't even here no one will know..." Maddox leaned into Erika. "Ugh..." she backed up and blushed. Maddox grabbed both of Erika's wrists and pushed her against the cold brick wall. She sighed. Maddox slowly leaned in, their lips locked and they both kissed passionately. Maddox removed Erika's shirt. "Ah! Why?" she yelped. "I don't know! I'm sorry!" Maddox yelled at her confused. "No it's fine, I'm sorry!" He reached his hands behind her and unclipped her bra. Erika's ***** were revealed as the small piece of clothing floated to the ground. She covered herself with her arms and frowned. "It's ok, you're fine.''