Page 9 of Shared By the Players

“No problem, honey, what’s all this?” I try to keep my tone light and friendly, so I don’t spook her.

“It’s my filming equipment. If you’re still okay with it, I want to set it up in the closet while I clean and set everything up.” I don’t love the idea of someone filming inside my home, but I’d agreed so I kept my mouth shut.

Sensing my unease she reaches out and touches my bicep lightly. It’s the first time she’s touched me since Monday and my body is starving for it.

“Hey, I’ll make sure none of your jerseys or sports stuff is in view, okay?” I watch her bite her lip and I want to lean forward and suck it in my mouth. I still haven’t kissed her. And isn’t that fucking backward? I know what it’s like to finger this woman’s ass, but I’ve never kissed her.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s okay. I’m actually going to head out and you can let yourself out when you’re done. Is that okay?” Something that looks a whole lot like disappointment flashes across her face and I suppress a smile. I head to my bedroom to set the box down outside of my closet.

“Okay, well it should take me a couple of hours. If you come back before I’m gone, I’ll make sure to be quiet and not bother you.” She stands outside of my closet, too far away from me, her toes curling in the carpet. I shove my hands in my pocket to keep from reaching for her and nod.

“Sure thing. Text me if you need anything.” She nods and I walk out of the room, scooping up my phone, wallet, and keys to camp out at Luka’s and wait for the right moment.

***

“What’s she doing now?” Luka asks me as he lounges on the other side of his couch. I’ve been watching Libby on my phone for the last hour and a half to see what she’s doing. Does this make me a creep, maybe. But the previous owners had put the security system in the house, not me.

“She’s folding.”

“Is it driving you nuts?” He laughs. I’m man enough to admit I have a folding system and her rearranging everything was bothering me just a little bit.

I shrug. “Maybe I want her to set the closet up like she likes it.”

“Oh, it’s like that, huh?” He asks, scratching his abs. He’s making a good show of not caring but I can tell he’s just as into her as I am.

“I think so. That okay with you?”

He shrugs, “Why wouldn’t it be?”

“You’re not into her?”

He purses his lips before looking at me. “If I was?”

I consider it before speaking. We’ve been playing together since college. Drafted at the same time, both on defense, roommates on the road, and seatmates on the plane. There’s no one closer to me than Luka. Could I share this with him too? Not just for a night but for the long haul?

“We’re better together, right?”

Luka watches me and I raise an eyebrow. He nods slowly and leans back into the cushions.

“Damn fucking right we are.”

The unease I’ve been feeling slowly dissipates. Together there’s not much we couldn’t achieve. I’m sure we can win Libby over. I look back down at my phone.

“Looks like she has headphones in now,” I say.

Luka claps me on the shoulder. “Good luck, man.”

I leave Luka behind, cross the hall, and quietly enter my apartment. Once there I hustle to the bathroom. If I’m going to make this believable, I have to get in the shower. I quickly wash my body and wrap a towel around my waist, avoiding the closet that’s just slightly ajar to lay on my bed.

With one more glance at the door, I grab the lube I’d tucked under my pillow, flip my towel back, and grasp my cock. I don’t even have to work to get myself hard. I’ve been primed for days.

I squeeze the shaft hard from root to tip thinking about how much I wish it were Libby’s hand on me, Libby’s mouth on me. Fuck, Libby’s sweet tight pussy squeezing me. I groan louder than I normally would and relax back into my pillows.

I plan to jack off until she makes a sound so I can pretend I didn’t know she was still here. My gut tells me she’ll hide out in my closet, watching me before her naughty hand sneaks into her jeans and she starts touching herself. I just need her to make one little noise before I invite myself into the closet.

“Fuck, Libby.” I moan, rubbing my thumb across the head of my cock. My balls are already tight. No matter how much I jack off I can’t seem to slake the need for her. I hear a quiet rustle in the closet, but I don’t look. I just thrust my hips up, hoping to give her a good view of my cock. Luka calls me right on time and I pick up my phone.

“ Hello?” I say, trying not to sound like I’m palming my dick. He laughs on the other end, and I ignore him.

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