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They had one more game to go in the group stage. They had won two, lost one. Not bad. The team they had just beaten were among the favourites, probably having a bad day. Jo had expected to lose, which was another reason why she had been so relaxed.
Jo left their bags at the court edge as before, away from the players’ seats. The game started as before, and soon Jo was sitting 9-7 ahead, and naked.
Yvette had taken her top off too. She sponged herself with it, all the time casting glances at her partner, her long legs, her firm tight breasts, the smooth skin of her body, prickled with beads of perspiration. The wetness of Yvette’s top across her own skin was doing little to cool her down.
The game moved on. At the second interval they were 15-13 up. Jo had made a few mistakes on the last points, she was looking forward to the break too much.
Once under canvas she stripped again and shut her eyes. She ran her hands slowly over her body and down her legs, the crowd noise all around her. She loved the hot lubrication the sweat provided as her palms rode over her thighs.
Yvette had started to play well, and it was her that made the decisive plays to win the first set. After a particularly deft finishing play she was feeling confident. Her top joined Jo’s in the bowl and after a couple of glances she hooked her thumbs into her tight shorts and slid them to the sand.
Jo took it all in. Yvette looked superb, curvy but still athletic, her breasts full, her legs tan, all covered with a hot shimmer. Jo was breathing quick, shallow breaths, her heart was pounding. This was what it was all about. Jo picked up her shorts and slid them back on as Yvette dripped water from her bottle over her breasts, rivulets rolling down her stomach into her lap, clinging to the delicately cropped blond curls there.
The umpire’s whistle blew. Jo snapped out of it.
The second set started well. Yvette was playing better then Jo ever thought she could. They were racing into a second set lead. Jo looked around, it seemed the stands were a little quieter, emptier. It was possible that people were taking a break in the refreshment tents before the semi finals.
When they returned to their seats they were 10-4 clear.
Jo sat down. Yvette was beaming. She removed her top and then her shorts. She ran a little water through them, then left them soaking in the bowl. She ran her hands over her breasts and leant back in her chair and closed her eyes.
Jo had not stripped this time.
Jo looked at the bowl, it lay at her feet. Their bags were tucked safely away, off court.
She slowly reached up and took hold of the canvas cover with her left hand. Her right hand lowered towards the bowl.
She hesitated.
They were winning. One set up, cruising in the second. The crowds had seemingly dispersed. She looked at Yvette, her perfect naked body. Missing out on getting some action with her was also a consideration. She laughed, but not a big one, nor likely anyway.
If they won this game they would be in the semis. The crowds would be back. The local press might even turn up for the semis. The humiliation would be total.
She released her grip on the cover and dropped her arm. The umpire’s whistle blew once again.
Although Jo was distracted somewhat, the set was easily won. Yvette was playing well and they left the court, the knockout stages beckoning. Getting naked. Jo thought she should coach it.
Yvette offered to go and get them drinks and some food, the morning’s episode forgotten, by her at least.
Jo waited. The next game would come soon enough.
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