Girlfriend's Volleyball Team - Part 2

On the ladies’ faces was a mixture of excitement, nervousness, and horniness. The same could probably have been said for me. But there was a powerful energy in the air and Jenna seized it. Just like on the court, she became the leader and rallied the team.

“Alright girls, I am gonna go first to show you how it’s done,” Jenna said with a determined voice. Then she looked at me. “If you want to stop at any point, just let us know, okay babe?”

I nodded with a big smile. “Thanks, I think I’ll be good though. I’m just happy to do anything that helps you guys win.”

This little interaction seemed to diffuse the nervousness in the room, and Jenna’s teammates were all smiling back at me. One even gave me a pat on the back, which I took as my cue to kneel down.

Jenna had grabbed an extra towel from the locker room and I put it under my knees. I looked up at my girlfriend in all her glory—the only light in the equipment closet was a bare bulb positioned just above her head, and from where I was,