We walked to the gym, flashed our ID's then found seats behind the bench. The players all said they were glad to see me up and around. One of the staff trainers told me to come in Monday to get checked out and then with a smiling leer at Misty, "don't hurt our boy here, we need him to play soon."
Misty laughed then said softly in my ear, "don't you know that guy would love to be in your shoes right now."
The game was okay, kind of boring as neither team really took control. They just seemed to wander back and forth stalling around till someone would take an outside set shot. Keep in mind, this was way back before shot clocks. The wide free throw lane was still only a few years old.
One of the forwards came off the floor for a break and sat in front me. "We need you Chuck, there's no one to keep yelling at all of us to set up and make a play."
"You're the forward, you're supposed to do that. Get back in there and start yelling. Pick it up, work the ball inside. Use Bret, the jv center, and post him. The other team is just staggering around out there in a zone defense. Drive on the post. You guys are a team even without me, now do it," I pep talked him.
Misty was clutching my arm, beaming trying to show everyone she was with me.
The assistant coach who was doing the jv game sent Jack, the forward, back in then reached back and patted my leg and gave me a smile. "Good job," he said.
They picked it up and left the other team in their dust. With some enthusiasm, the team functioned with some fire. After a 20 - 20 first half, my guys won 55 - 32. That was a lot better.
When the varsity came out for their game, I noticed that the guy who had knocked me down was not dressed or even there. He wasn't a starter so it didn't matter that much but I did wonder and kept looking around for him when the varsity center, Kenny, came over to me. "You don't have to worry about Jerry. He's gone. When the coach ate him out for acting like a baby and told him he was going to sit out a game, he quit. Good riddance, maybe there will be place for you up here on the bench."
He was checking out my arm hugger and grinned. "Hey Misty, baby sitting tonight?"
"Naw," Misty said. "I've got date with a good guy. You can report to Mom and Dad about it too."
When I looked at the center then at Misty with the questioning look, they both laughed. Misty cleared it up. "Kenny is my older brother, by about five minutes. He tattles on me to the folks all the time."
"You watch yourself with her, she can be a handful. Ah, maybe that isn't the right thing to say." He laughed and then went to warm up.
At that, I asked Misty why she wasn't cheering. "Only about half the cheerleaders cheer at basketball games at a time," she advised. "Usually the seniors and some of the juniors do the basketball games and hardly ever a sophomore."
The varsity game was decent. Both teams acted like they wanted to win. Our guys were just a little better than the other guys. We won 78 - 73. After the game Misty and I went to the Student Union for a snack and coke. She knew most of the guys couldn't afford to do too much as far as treats. I could afford the ten-cent coke and the quarter hamburger. We joked that Macdonald's had cheaper hamburgers but these were bigger.
On Friday and Saturday nights the student union used the large rec room for dancing. Student bands used the place for experience and to showcase themselves for local clubs. We danced a few times finding out that we were pretty compatible. I didn't want to do any fast dances, as I still wasn't all that stable. It was getting late so we walked back toward the dorms. Misty guided us toward the maze so we could walk through the dark paths. At a bench, Misty pulled me to sit with her.
"You know I like to be with you." She was clutching my arm, turned toward me with her other hand under my coat holding my side. "I'm not a baby either. You can kiss me, I'd like that."
I looked at her with some wonder. She was grinning at me. "That's kind of forward of me but you're not being very aggressive."
I took the back of her head in my hand and pulled her to me. Our lips met in a soft kiss that turned hot pretty quick. She had her mouth open with her tongue between my lips really quick.
"Hmmm, that was nice. You can do that some more," Misty purred.
We kissed some more and she took my hand and placed it on her breast, a nice, firm, pointy nipple breast. We kissed and I massaged. This was pleasant. It was very nice to enjoy some female companionship. My mind kept flashing on Sarah and the times we had sat on these same benches.
We were shivering from the cold so I suggested we go back to the dorms. As we walked back, we held hands and walked fairly fast as it was getting colder by the minute. I expected Misty to give me a hug and peck then get on the elevator the same as Sarah always did but she led me into the dorm parlor. It was a large living room with love seats and couches strategically placed to give each setting a little privacy. Misty led me to a loveseat near an alcove on an inside wall. As soon as we sat, Misty took her coat off and pulled me down to sit with her. She instantly had me pushed down half laying on the loveseat nearly on top of me. Wow, she was really after me. We kissed and kissed till I was dizzy from the hormones exploding in my body. Misty had reached down and was rubbing on my hard on. I was so hot I was going to come in my pants if she didn't quit rubbing on it.
"Misty, you gotta stop. You've got me so hot, I'm going to mess up my pants," I pleaded.
"Ooh that makes me hot Chuck. Am I really making you that hot?" she asked.
"You know you are. You can feel me, I can't hold on much longer. You better stop," I continued to plead.
"Wait a sec," Misty said and jumped up, grabbed her coat and disappeared through the alcove. I heard a door open and close then Misty came back with a girl I recognized as another cheerleader.
The other girl had a magazine and sat on the loveseat while Misty pulled me toward the alcove. On the other side of the wall she opened a door and shoved me into a room and locked the door. Her dorm room was the first room off the parlor. Misty pulled my coat off then attacked my belt and zipper. She was fast, my pants and shorts were at my feet in a second. Misty reached under her skirt, stepped out of her panties then pulled me on top of her while lying back on a twin bed behind her. I caught myself from falling on her with my hands because my feet were still tied up with my pants. Misty took hold of my dick and placed it right at her entrance and rubbed me up and down in her moisture. With a thrust from her, and a hand on my butt pulling me down, I slid completely into her.
"Jesus Misty, you feel good," I moaned.
"You stretch me good Chuck, now do me," she said insistently.
"I don't have a rubber on, don't you want to be careful?" I asked.
"Not right now, I'm hot, I'm horny and hopefully safe. Now do me, hard."
We did the deed. I thrust for a surprisingly long time considering I had been right on the edge before we came into the room. Misty was obviously enjoying herself as she stuffed a pillow into her mouth and was grunting and groaning enthusiastically.
"Ready or not, here it comes," I moaned slamming into her with short strokes while blasting her insides with my juice.
I was still holding myself up with stiff arms over Misty when we were finished. She pulled the pillow out of her mouth and then wrapped herself around me and pulled herself up to kiss me.
"Oh that was good Chuck, really good," Misty moaned.
"Sure was Misty," I said feeling my dick trying to swell again.
"We don't have time for any more right now. We'll figure out a way to get together. I promise," Misty said pushing me to my side.
She grabbed her panties and sopped up the drool leaking from between her legs.
"Wow, you really did fill me up. I feel full of your stuff." She was grinning while she said it, so I didn't feel admonished.
I pulled up my shorts and pants and buckled up. Misty didn't put her panties on but threw them onto her bed then opened the door and looked out holding her hand out to me. She pulled me through the door then into the alcove. She looked out into the parlor then pulled me to the loveseat sitting me between her and the other cheerleader.
"Cherry, Chuck is dreamy. Thanks for giving us a few minutes," Misty said then turning to me. "Chuck this is Cherry Binder my room mate. Cherry, you know Chuck Johnson right?"
"I know of him. We haven't met yet but now we have. Wanna be my friend too Chuck?" Cherry leered trying to snuggle up to me.
"Down girl," Mist grinned, "let me break him in before you try to steal him okay?""
"Oh all right, I'll give you another thirty minutes before it's my turn," Cherry laughed.
Then from the doorway to the parlor a gruff voice announced, "All right everybody. It's time. Any men left here in five minutes are mine for the night and I won't be gentle."
The two girls with me giggled. Cherry said, "if Susie ever does decide to keep a guy she's going to kill him."
"I heard that Cherry," Susie said. "Perhaps I should keep your little sweet heart for myself tonight."
"He's not mine Susie, he's Misty's," Cherry said.
"Get him out of here unless you want to share him Misty. If you've picked him out he might be worth keeping," Susie said while swaggering around inside the room hustling other guys out the door.
Misty gave me a quick kiss then started pushing me toward the door. Cherry grabbed my arm turned me around then gave me a toe curling kiss before releasing me and pushing me again toward the door. I left amid giggles and laughter from all the girls in the parlor.
When I walked into my dorm, Kenny met me in the lobby. "Hope you were a gentleman with my sister tonight."
"I think I was as good as your Misty wanted me to be," I said hedging the question a little.
"As good as she wanted you to be might be more than my Dad and I would want you to be," he said, but was smiling. Kenny slapped me on the back then put his arm over my shoulder and guided me to the elevator. We got off on my athletic floor and he walked me to my door.
"Listen, Misty has always been on the wild side. When she wants to be crazy you're not going to have much to say about it. Just be careful with her and treat her with some respect. I think you are probably a good guy so just watch her and yourself and don't get in any trouble." Kenny held his hand out and said, "Friends?"
"Friends." I smiled back at him and shook his hand before he turned and walked down the hallway.
I yelled after him, "hey Kenny, what's your last name?"
"Burns," he said over his shoulder
I walked into my room and my roommate was reading a magazine while lying on his bunk. "Whew, somebody had fun tonight. Jesus you smell like a whorehouse."
I didn't really have anything to say, so I stripped, put on some clean shorts grabbed my towel and kit then headed to the showers. While I was showering, I marveled at my girl luck, my second semester and my second lady that initiated fooling around.