Eliza’s deflowering

At lunch, Steven’s mind drifted back to Eliza. The prospect of deflowering his lesbian best friend was enough to get him hard in the courtyard where he’d been eating. He thought for a moment about seeing if Laura would do anything about it for him, but he thought better. He wanted to save up for Eliza’s first time. And he wanted her first time to be tonight. He couldn’t wait any longer and didn’t want to risk someone else discovering her triggers.

He pulled out his phone: Hey, want to grab drinks after work, it’s been a week.