Butt the answer is clear

You pick up your phone, heart pounding as you dial Alex's number. Part of you can't believe what you're about to suggest the shy community college student from two weeks ago would never recognize you now.

"Hey, what's up?" Alex answers, the bustle of the store audible in the background.

"I've been reviewing our footage from last night," you say, your voice dropping to a husky whisper. "And I was thinking... I want to try something new tonight. Something we haven't done yet."

"Oh?" His interest is immediately piqued. "What did you have in mind?"

"Anal," you say simply, the word sending a thrill through you. "I want you to fuck me in the ass, Alex. Could you bring whatever supplies we'd need?"

Alex's sharp intake of breath is audible. "Jesus, Maya. Yes, absolutely. I'll get lube, condoms everything we need. Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I want to experience everything. With you."

"God, I can't wait. I'll be there right after closing."

As you end the call, a floorboard creaks behind you. You turn to find Jen standing in your doorway, her auburn hair tousled from sleep, wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covers her thighs.

"Sorry," she says with a grin that suggests she's anything but. "I wasn't trying to eavesdrop, but these walls are thin."

You feel your cheeks flush. "How much did you hear?"

"Enough to know what you're planning tonight." Jen steps into your room, sitting on the edge of your bed. "First time?"

You nod, suddenly feeling like a novice again despite everything you've done in the past two weeks.

"It's amazing when done right," she says, her eyes lighting up. "But there's preparation involved. Mental and physical."

"You've done it before?"

Jen laughs, a sultry sound that stirs something inside you. "Many times. It's actually my favorite. The fullness, the intensity..." She trails off, biting her lip. "I could help you prepare, if you want."

"Prepare how?" you ask, both nervous and intrigued.

"Well, for starters, you might want to try something smaller first. Get used to the sensation." Her hand rests on your knee, thumb tracing small circles. "I have toys we could use. And I could show you the best positions, how to relax into it."

You stare at her, realizing what she's suggesting. "You mean, like, practice? With you?"

"Why wait until tonight?" Jen's hand slides higher up your thigh. "Besides, wouldn't it be better to know what you're doing when Alex arrives? More confidence means more pleasure."

Your pulse quickens as Jen leans closer, her lips grazing your ear.

"Trust me," she whispers. "By the time Alex gets here, you'll be begging for it."

Her hand moves higher still, and all thoughts of waiting until tonight vanish from your mind.