Paige Advice

“Paige, I need your help.” Slowly, my sister spun her chair to face me. Her face was unreadable as she drummed her fingers against the arm of the chair. “About Kay—”

“Oh, I know why you need my help. I’m just trying to decide whether to help you or not.” I felt my nose twitch but remained silent. This was my worst nightmare, but it was all I had at this point.

“Please?”

She shook her head slowly. “God, I hate when you look pathetic like that. Come in,” she said with a sigh. Shutting the door behind me, I sat on the edge of her bed. “So, what do you need help on? Besides everything of course.”

“Kaylee is coming over on Saturday.”

“So?”

“So… I want to do something.”

Paige rolled her eyes. “Then do it.”

“I uh…” I shook my head. I don’t know what I was thinking. “You know what? This was a bad idea.” Standing, I headed for the door.

“Sit the fuck down. Jesus.” She got up and walked over. “What are you planning?”

“Uh…” Paige was waiting, hands on her hips.

She shook her head, disappointed. “Sex?” I quickly shook my head. “Then what? Finger her? Eat her out? Anal?”

“I don’t know!” I said, frustrated. “I don't’ know what she likes.”

Paige looked disgusted, shaking her head as she pulled out her phone. A few seconds later, she was reading off it. “I’d probably stick to just your fingers if you don’t want to have sex with her. Anal is probably a no since she has that marked off, but for you...” She shrugged.

“Are you—”

“It’s all right here on her Preference Profile. Didn’t she link you?”

“Well, yeah, but—”

“There is no ‘but.’ It’s there for you to use. I’d be pretty pissed if the guy I liked didn’t.”

I frowned. “Do you even have a guy you like?”

Paige looked insulted. “Of course I do. I’m dating him.”

I snorted. “Right.”

“What? You think I don’t?”

“Uh… No. You always seem disgusted by him. Not to mention you always seem too busy fucking all his friends to care about him.”

“Of course I do. That’s what he wants.” My response died in my mouth as I looked at her in surprise. That was unexpected. Anger and denial was more her speed. The most surprising thing of all was her little blush as she looked away. “William is a bit of a masochist. We, uh… started small and worked our way up to where we are now. Nothing I do is without his consent and we have our safe words. By now, I have a good idea of what he likes and doesn’t like. I don’t demand him to be celibate because that’s how I feel. He wants me to demand it.” She seemed embarrassed talking about it. “You think I sleep with all his weird-ass friends because I like them?” She wrinkled her nose. “They are pretty bad in bed, but I sleep with them because William hates it…and that’s what he likes.” She let out a long, wistful sigh. “I’m really jealous of girls like Kaylee. She gets all these hot guys and I just get passed around by a bunch of nerds. But what can you do? The things you do for the ones you like…”

“Are you serious?”

She crossed her arms. “What? You really think a girl like me would be with the guys I am? I’m actually quite popular you know. Sadly, I can’t actually sleep with a lot of the guys I want to because of my agreement with William. Anyone in his circle of friends is fair game. Outside of that, I’m only allowed a few each month, he has to approve it, and he sits there and watches it. I’m okay with that, but it turns out a lot of guys aren’t cool with someone sitting there watching. That’s why Sean is awesome. Not only is he fucking hot, good in bed, but he’s okay with William watching. Too bad Kaylee and her group of friends constantly hog him,” she added bitterly.

I now knew a hundred times more information than I ever wanted to know. “Uh… That’s… great. So about Kaylee and I…”

“What? You want tips?” I nodded. “You do know I’m not her right? We probably have completely different likes and dislikes.” She sighed. “Whatever… Let me see your hand,” she said, holding out her hand.

“What?”

“Your hand. Give it to me.” I did what she asked. Holding my hand up to her face, she examined my fingers carefully. She pressed her fingers against my nails, shaking her head.

“Not bad, but not great.” Moving over to her dresser drawer, she pulled the top one open and dug around for a moment. She threw something at me, causing me to jump as it hit me in the head. “File down your nails a bit. No girl likes having a guy dig around their pussy with fucking bear claws.”

I looked down at the file she had thrown at me. “Uh…”

“Most important is to focus on her. Try some things, see how she responds. If she likes it, do more of that. If she doesn’t, don’t do it.”

“But—”

“Listen, Scott. There isn’t a ‘Do this one trick to drive her wild.’ You don’t want that anyway. Foreplay isn’t a list you go down checking off boxes. Take your time, enjoy it, and she’ll enjoy it too. Unless you fucking grab her tits and just squeeze the fuck out of them. Don’t do that.” She crossed her arms protectively over her chest, shuttering from bad memories. “And speaking of the tits… Don’t focus on the nipple like a dumbass virgin. You’d be surprised how many experienced guys just go after that nipple like it’s the fucking clitoris of the tit. Explore. Tease. See what she likes. Guys like seeing sideboob and underboob, right? Well, show them how much you love them!” Stepping close to me, she slapped her hands against my shoulders. “The key thing is to explore, Scott, got it? You two are just starting out. She’s not going to expect you to know every little thing she likes. The purpose of all this is to find those little things. Why? Because you care enough to find them. I’m sure guys have hit a few of them by accident over the years, but you are in it for the long haul.” She shrugged. “Just asking her what she likes will probably put you above most of the guys she’s slept with.”

I still couldn’t believe how casually Paige and I were talking, and about sex no less. Of course, my face was burning up, but we were still talking. I watched as Paige paced back and forth for a bit, rubbing her chin. “I’m still not sure the approach you should take.”

“What do you mean?”

“According to her Preference Profile, Kaylee doesn’t like tender or gentle sex.” She gave me a sideways glance. “I’m thinking you should try it though.”

“You just said she didn’t like it.”

“Right, but I can’t really see you…” She tilted her head. “No, you are definitely the slow lovin kinda guy. Try it. I bet she’ll like it. Besides, it will differentiate you from other guys. Not saying you have to do it all the time, but I think it will be a great start point for the two of you.” Nodding to herself, it looked like she was giving herself a mental pat on the back. “I think that will get you through it. I’m sure you’ll find a way to blunder through it.” She grinned, letting me know she was only teasing.

Seeing this was as good as any, I stood. “Thanks, Paige. I uh… I have some things to think about now.”

“Hey, Scott?”

“Hmm?” I asked, turning around.

“I do hope it goes well. Kaylee is a good friend. I uh… I think you’ll make a great boyfriend for her.”

I blinked a few times in surprise. “Thanks. That really means a lot.”

“I mean, not many guys would let their girlfriend have unlimited sex with a super hot guy for an entire week and ask for absolutely nothing in return. Holy shit. The girl is living the dream.”

“Aaand, you ruin it.”

Laughing, she pushed me from behind. “Get the fuck out of my room, virgin.”