The next morning Veronica bashed the alarm clock as it ringed, hating it's sound. She must have been pretty tired last night, since she hadn't moved an inch in her sleep. Curtis was as she left him, softly snoring on her breasts, drooling between them, most of his body on top of her own, his boxers sporting a chubby morning wood that poked in her belly. Carefully moving her still asleep boyfriend, she managed to extract herself under him. A quick shower had her clean, and she soon was wearing sporty underwear, another pair of comfy spandex shorts and a hoodie over a shirt. Veronica readied her sport bag with anything she needed, and tiptoed out of her room. A quick breakfast with lost of fresh fruit and she was out, headed to the school gym.
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"Is that a hickey?" Sharon's voice echoed in the otherwise empty locker room. Both of them had managed to arrive slightly late, so the rest of the team was already on the court. Naida was going to chew them out for that, but they were accustomed to running laps so they didn't mind much.
"What? No..." Veronica denied it weakly with her back to her friend, since she didn't notice the one that Curtis had left in his ass cheek.
"Come here" Sharon tickled Veronica's sides to make her drop her guard and turn around. "Oh my-" even Sharon was rendered speechless, seeing the collection of hickeys Veronica's breasts had.
"I... ah... err..." Veronica was red as a tomato, unable to hide.
"I was going to ask if Curtis was fine once released from the hospital" Sharon whistled in admiration. "But I got the answer right on my face" she said, since the big tits filled most of her sights. "I guess that you two celebrated it with some old fashioned heterosexual banging" she joked.
"No... we hadn't yet... I want to take it slow" Veronica confessed.
"So this" Sharon moved her index finger in the air between her face and Veronica's breasts, encompassing them in a circle. "Is taking it slow. Holy shit. Didn't expect it from you though, to go slow that is. You must really really like Curtis if you haven't swallowed him into your pent up self" she smiled, glad that her friend was doing fine.
"Holding off isn't easy, I can tell you that" Veronica confirmed. "That doesn't mean that we hadn't done... things" she just said, getting ready to train.
"You tell me about holding off. If I don't get into Naida's panties this weekend I'm going to explode" Sharon nodded. "I will save you the embarrassment of asking about those 'things' you two done. Have you told Curtis about the party?" she asked.
"Last night, during dinner in Angelo's. He's coming" Veronica answered, now finally dressed.
"Good, you hopeless romantic" Sharon mocked, before heading out to train before Naida made them run even more.
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Sharon managed to not laugh when Veronica excused herself about "something to do" and skipped the after training shower to head home. She could figure out that she wanted to use what was left of the weekend on "someone to do" more like.
Veronica drove home without changing, leaving the car in the garage and quickly stepping upstairs. The exercise had made her feel lively, as always, and the offer Curtis made last night was more present than ever. He was still on the bed, maybe still asleep, maybe faking it if he had heard the car or her steps going upstairs. It didn't matter much, as he would be wide awake soon enough.
Getting on her bed, the sweaty Veronica knelt over Curtis, straddling over his face but still keeping her distance. "Good morning sweetheart" she said out loud, waiting for his eyes to open. She was still wearing the team uniform over her sporty underwear, consisting on black shorts that allowed for movement and a short sleeved red shirt with black and white highlights with the West Coast Institute logo over it.