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Bases Loaded 3
A Change Up
Thelastofthe girls are getting dressed in the locker room as I make my way past the rows. As soon as they see me, the conversation stops, and they all do their best deer in headlights impressions. I just smile and make my way to my row of lockers. Saying hi as I pass, I notice everyone quickly gathers their stuff and leaves. I’m sure everyone scampered off because they don’t want to be around me after the coaches talk. Turning down my locker row, I see Taylor sitting on the bench in a towel.
Fuck, why did she have to be here?
She looks up as I walk the row toward her, as soon as we make eye contact and quickly break it, neither of us want to look at the other one more than we have to.
As soon as I’m close, she starts. “What was with the pitches? I mean, I can handle a fastball, even rogue out-of-control ones, but the ones you threw today, wow! Were you trying to be that bad?”
“Thought you said you could handle a fastball?” As I take my shirt off, I answer her in a snotty tone.
“I can. I was waiting for you to throw one. Not that garbage you were throwing.” Taylor snips right back. “You do know you aim for my mitt, right?”
Taking off my pants, I answer her. “Thought you were an all-star catcher, or are you still in the high school leagues?”
“The way you pitched today; you would be lucky to make an elementary school team.” Taylor stands up, facing me.
“Listen, if my speed is too much for you.”
With that comment, she spins around, her towel dropping to the floor as she steps up on the bench.
“Listen here, Mer -a -dith. I don’t have to put up with your shit. I’m fucking good at what I do, and no second-string pitcher is going to tell me otherwise.” She points her finger down at me, apparently not caring that she’s naked.
“Second string? Second string?” I step up on the bench and am nose to nose with her. “Who are you calling second string?” I fling my auburn hair over my shoulder.
Looking me right in the eyes, she, with ninja speed, reaches her hand up, wrapping it around the back of my neck, and pulls me in, smashing my mouth to hers. I think I should pull away, but I don’t. Instead I open my mouth and my tongue doesn’t wait. We explore each other with such intensity. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close as she runs her other hand up into my hair. Breaking the kiss after quite some time, Taylor looks at me.
“I bet we are a sight standing here naked on a bench.”
For the first time, I notice she has beautiful blue eyes. Leaning into her, I say, “I don’t care.” As I kiss her again softly, then with more passion.
I’ve always been attracted to women. Men hold no appeal for me. It’s always the curves of a woman, no matter what size. That and their sass. I’m lucky my mom has the same people reading people skills. One day, as a teen, she just asked if I was going to date. Would it be girls or boys? It scared me to admit it. I hadn’t ever said I liked girls. So, I whispered I would ask out a girl. My mom looked me right in the eyes and said there was nothing wrong with that. Just don’t date a slutty one. While I’m usually right on the money for reading people, I totally missed Taylor being a lesbian.
“We can’t stay here like this all night. I need to pack.” I say, with my mouth still attached to hers.
“Me too and I have a night class starting in thirty minutes.” Taylor adds.
“I agree. What would you say to an attitude truce tomorrow, so coach doesn’t toss us both out of the plane?”
Taylor laughs a sweet belly laugh. “As mad as she was, she very well would toss us out. I agree to a truce, especially now that this has happened.”
Her full, round breasts bounce as she steps off the bench. I can’t help myself. I step down on her side and bring myself behind her. Taylor leans her back into my chest, the back of her head on my shoulder. I lean down and kiss her neck as my hands wrap around her breasts. Rubbing my hands, massaging each breast, her nipples harden. I squeeze the front of each breast, then elongate my hands with the nipple in the middle of my palm. Running my fingers down her breast, I don’t stop till I’m at the tip of her nipple where I play with the hard buds. Taylor moans and arches her back, pushing her breasts farther into my hands. I do this motion a couple more times while kissing and sucking on her ear and neck.
“Merideth, I have class. She puts her hands over mine. “If this keeps up, I won’t go to class and I have a quiz I can’t miss.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself the way your boobs bounced when you stepped off the bench.” I kiss her neck once more than help her stand as I step away. Stepping back over to my side of the bench, I grab my bag and start packing my locker, opting to shower at home.
“So, what is going on here? I mean, what is this? An hour ago, I wanted to beat you with a bat.” Taylor looks at me as she puts her bra on.
“I don’t know. I felt the same way about you. I definitely didn’t think that would happen. But I’m glad it did.” I pull my pants up while answering her.
“I’m glad it happened, too. Now what? Ignore it? Go back to hating each other? See where this…” She points between the two of us. “See where this goes?”
“What would you like to do?” I stop and look at her.
“You want me to be the one to say? You chicken?” Taylor squares up with me.
