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Wren let out a breath of relief. “Thanks. And good. That’s good. I wasn’t trying to cross any lines. I should have asked before I said something like that.”

“I’m alone in my room, you know. We didn’t need travel buddies this week either,” Rebecca said after a long, incredibly tense pause. “You could say more—if you wanted to.”

“There’s a whole lot more I want to say,” Wren said, her voice barely above a whisper. She swallowed back her nerves. “I’ve never really done this, though. Just so you know. So, if I mess it up somehow, just help me course correct or something.” She let out a little nervous laugh.

“I’ve never done anything even remotely like this. So, I don’t think you can mess it up,” Rebecca reassured her.

“But you’re into it? Like the idea of phone sex?” Wren clarified, needing to be sure.

Rebecca let out a delightfully soft laugh. “I am into it. Would you be alright with it if I got ready for bed and then called you back? We could give this a go for real?”

“Yeah. Hell yeah.”

“Okay. Give me, like, five minutes. I’ll call you right back.”

It sounded like Rebecca had already started her nightly routine in a rush. Wren could hear all her little makeup bag zippers being jostled aggressively and it made her have to fight to hold back a laugh. “Okay, Rebecca. I’ll talk to you in a minute.”

Wren didn’t really know what to do. Nor did she know how one might prepare for phone sex. She wasn’t even really sure how it was supposed to happen. Nervously, Wren switched her phone into incognito mode and searched: how to have phone sex. She skimmed through a few articles, doing her best to pick up as many tips in five-to-ten minutes as possible.

She really thought she had the basic gist of it by the time her phone rang again. “Hey,” she said as she closed out of her private browser and answered Rebecca’s call.

“Hey,” Rebecca responded.

There was a heavy pause on the line that neither of them knew how to fill.

“We don’t have to do this,” Rebecca said, suddenly. “You just said the thing about my mouth and”—

—“I want to do this.” Wren took a deep breath. “I may have skimmed some articles while you were getting ready for bed.”

“Articles?” Rebecca asked, sounding intrigued.

“Mhmm,” Wren hummed. “About phone sex,” she added as if that wasn’t clear.

“And, uhh, did you learn anything interesting?”

Even this was turning Wren on. The anticipation of maybe potentially having phone sex with Rebecca was driving her crazy. “I might have.”

Rebecca made a sound that could only be categorized as a mildly frustrated laugh. “And are you going to share with the class?”

“There seem to be a few different schools of thought when it comes to phone sex,” Wren stated, as if she was still reading from an article.

“I see,” Rebecca said, sounding wildly amused. “And what are they, Professor?”

Wren swallowed, filing that away as something she absolutely had not expected to be into. “The first is telling each other what we’re doing while we simultaneously pleasure ourselves.”

She heard Rebecca’s breath exhale directly into the phone. Rebecca might has well have been blowing directly onto her cunt the way her entire body reacted.

“Okay,” Rebecca said, her voice suddenly deeper with only the one word.

“Another, would be to ask and share details with each other. You know, about what we wish the other was doing to us, and then doing our best to replicate that through our own touch.” Wren did her best to keep control of her voice, though if the heat she could feel radiating across her cheeks was anything to go by, she was about to start losing the ability to do that.

There was a momentary pause. “What else did the articles say?” Rebecca asked.

“The last suggestion was for one person to guide the other through the experience,” Wren said, low and flirty. Whatever strictly factual tone she had held at the beginning of this topic, had flown out the window and nothing had happened yet.

“That’s good advice,” Rebecca concluded. “Did you happen to like any of those suggestions more than the other?”

There was a clear winner in Wren’s mind. She had, in her opinion, saved the best for last. But she didn’t know if she might need to do some more research before trying to take control of a phone sex situation like that. So, unless Rebecca was up for guiding them both through this with her words, it might be a little advanced for their first time. Wren wanted their communication to be open, though. She liked sex and she had never been ashamed about that. She’d just never done this before. She couldn’t help the cheesy grin that slid into place as she realized this was another first she’d have with Rebecca.