Ana wakes the next morning feeling nervous and excited. She has a coffee date with Coach Myles later that afternoon, and she can't stop thinking about it.

As she gets ready for the day and heads off to her classes, Reilly finds himself in a similar position and wonders what Ana wants to talk about. Is it really just her game, or is there more to it?

At 2 PM sharp, Ana makes her way to the campus coffee shop. She spots Reilly sitting at a table in the corner, a cup of coffee in front of him.

She takes a deep breath and makes her way over; her heart pounds in her chest. “Hey, Coach,” she says, sliding into the seat across from him.

Reilly looks up, a smile on his face. “Ana. Thanks for coming.”

Ana shrugs. “No problem. Thanks for meeting with me.”

Reilly gestures to the counter. “Can I get you a coffee?”

Ana nods. “Sure. I'll take a large latte, please.”

Reilly stands and heads to the counter, returning a moment later with Ana's drink. He sets it down in front of her before sitting back down.

“So,” he says, looking at her expectantly. “What did you want to talk about?”

Ana takes a sip of her latte, gathering her thoughts. “I want to talk to you about what I saw the other night,” she says finally.

Reilly's expression changes from curious to confused. “What you saw?” he repeats. “I don't understand.”

Ana feels her cheeks flush. “At Millie's house,” she clarifies. “I saw you… with her.”

Comprehension dawns on Reilly's face, quickly followed by concern. “Oh shit, Ana. I'm so sorry you had to see that. That was definitely not my intention.”

“It's okay,” Ana says quickly. “I mean, it was a shock at first, but… well, I've had a bit of a crush on you for a while now. And seeing you with Millie just… I don't know. It made me realize some things about myself.”

Reilly looks at her, stunned. “A crush on me?” he repeats.

Ana nods, feeling her face grow even hotter. “Yes. I've had feelings for you for a while now, but I didn't know how to process them. Seeing you with Millie helped clarify things for me.”

Reilly sits back in his chair, a look of disbelief on his face. “I… Ana, I don't know what to say. I had no idea you felt this way.”

Ana shrugs. “It's okay. Like I said, seeing you with Millie made me realize that I have all these desires pent up. For years, it has just been soccer, soccer, soccer. Seeing you just made all these feelings spring forth. Everyone has heard the rumors about you, Coach. Now I know they are true. When I saw you two. I don't know if I was mad or jealous? And if I was either I don't know which one of you I was jealous of or mad with. Maybe a bit of each for both of you. What I do know is that it turned me on. I looked through that window, and I wanted to be there too. I want to explore that. I have started exploring with my roommate. But she can't offer what you can. Heck, I don't know if anyone else on campus can offer what you can, from what I have seen. I want what you gave to Millie. I, I, I am wondering if maybe… well, if you might be interested in exploring that with me?”

Reilly stares at her, clearly taken aback by her request. Ana waits anxiously for his response, her heart pounds in her chest.

Finally, Reilly speaks. “Ana, I'm flattered. Really, I am. But I'm your coach, and you're my player. It wouldn't be appropriate for us to… explore anything. As for Millie, she and I are just friends. We were just having a little fun together. Nothing serious.”

Ana feels a pang of disappointment, but she tries not to let it show. “I understand,” she says, forcing a smile. “I'm sorry for putting you in an awkward position. Please forget I said anything.”

Reilly reaches across the table and takes her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Hey, don't be sorry. I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to talk to me about this. And please know that your feelings are valid, and it's okay to have them. But like I said, because of our positions, we can't act on them. I hope you understand.”

Ana nods, feeling a lump form in her throat. “Yeah, I understand. But, we are both adults. I am well over 18, and you are not a teacher of mine, Coach.”

Reilly smiles. “Of course. Now let's finish our coffees and talk about something else. How about that game on Saturday? Are you feeling good about it?”

Ana nods, grateful for the change of subject. “Yeah, I am. We've been practicing hard, and I think we have a good shot at winning.”

They spend the rest of their time together discussing the upcoming game and Ana's strategy for the season. By the time they part ways, Ana is feeling better, although there is still a hint of disappointment lingering in the back of her mind.

She makes her way back to her dorm, lost in thought. She can't believe she has confessed her feelings to Coach Myles, and she can't believe his rejection. But at the same time, she knows he is right. It would be inappropriate for anything to happen between them, given their positions.

With a sigh, Ana pushes open the door to her dorm building and makes her way up to her room. She needs to put the encounter behind her and focus on her game. And with Bree's help, she might just have a new way to channel her pent-up sexual energy.

As soon as Ana opens the door to her room, she is greeted by the sight of Bree lying on her bed, completely naked. Ana's eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the sight of her roommate's bare breasts and shaved pussy.

“Hey, Ana,” Bree says, a smirk on her face. “I've been waiting for you.”

Ana feels a flutter of excitement in her stomach as she looks at Bree. She can't believe her roommate is just lying there naked, waiting for her.

“Wow,” Ana breaths. “You look… amazing.”

Bree smiles, stretching languidly on the bed. “Thanks. I thought we could pick up where we left off the other night.”

Ana feels her pulse quicken as she approaches the bed. She has never been this close to a naked woman before, and she isn't sure what to do. But as she looks at Bree, she knows she wants to touch her.

She reaches out and gently runs her hand over Bree's breasts, feeling their softness beneath her fingers. Bree lets out a soft moan, encouraging Ana to continue.

Emboldened, Ana leans down and tentatively licks one of Bree's nipples. Bree gasps, arching her back in response. Ana takes that as a sign to keep going, and she begins to suck and lick Bree's nipples, marveling at how sensitive they are.

As Ana continues to explore Bree's body with her mouth, she feels a sense of excitement and nervousness building inside of her. This is all so new, but it feels so right.

After a few minutes, Ana pulls back, looking at Bree's flushed face. “How was that?” she asks, feeling a sense of pride at how much she enjoyed pleasuring her roommate.

Bree smiles, reaching up and caressing Ana's cheek. “It was amazing,” she says softly. “You're a natural.”

Ana feels a surge of confidence at Bree's words. She has never done anything like this before, but it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

“Can I touch you… down there?” Ana asks hesitantly, gesturing towards Bree's pussy.

Bree nods, spreading her legs wider. “Of course. I want to feel your mouth on me.”

Ana feels a thrill run through her at Bree's words. She moves down the bed, positioning herself between Bree's legs. She smells the intoxicating scent of Bree's arousal, and it makes her own pussy throb with desire.

Hesitantly, Ana reaches out and gently strokes Bree's outer lips with her fingers. Bree moans softly, encouraging her to continue. Ana spreads Bree's lips open, marveling at the sight of her roommate's wet, pink pussy.

She has never seen a vagina up close before, and shes fascinated by how beautiful it is. Without thinking, Ana leans in and tentatively licks Bree's clit.

Bree cries out, hips bucking upwards. Ana is taken aback by how sensitive Bree is, but the prospect of making her feel good excites her..

Emboldened by Bree's reaction, Ana begins to lick and suck her clit in earnest. She experimentally sticks her tongue inside of Bree, loving the tastes. Bree writhes beneath her, moaning and crying out as Ana pleasures her.

As Ana eats Bree's pussy, a sense of wonder and excitement overcome her. She has never felt this way about anyone before. It is exhilarating. She can feel herself getting wet as she licks and sucks Bree's clit, and she wants more.

After a few minutes, Bree tenses up, her body shakes. Ana has a surge of pride as she realizes she is about to make Bree cum. She continues to lick and suck her roommate's clit, wanting to bring her as much pleasure as possible.

Finally, Bree cries out, her body convulsing as she cums. Ana watches in awe as Bree rides out her orgasm, feeling happy and satisfied that she has the ability to give her roommate such pleasure.

As Bree comes down from her high, she looks at Ana, a smile on her face. “That was incredible,” she says breathlessly. “You're so good at that.”

Accomplishment and pride set in on Ana. She has never pleasured anyone like that before, and it is amazing to know she did a good job.

Bree sits up, reaches out, pulling Ana into a kiss. As their lips meet, a spark of electricity runs through Ana's body. This kiss is different from kissing a guy. Softer, somehow. More gentle.

As they kiss, Bree's hand moves down between Ana's legs. Ana gasps as Bree begins to rub her clit through her shorts, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

“Can I make you feel good too?” Bree asks softly.

Eagerly, wanting to feel Bree's mouth on her pussy. “Yes, please,” she begs.

Bree smiles, gently pushing Ana back onto the bed. Ana lifts her hips, allowing Bree to pull her shorts and panties down. With eagerness and excitement Ana is vulnerable and sexy.

Bree positions herself between Ana's legs and looks up at her with a smile. “Are you ready?” she asks.

Ana, feeling a sense of anticipation building inside of her, moans, "Fuck yes." No woman has ever gone down on her, and she can't wait to feel the sensations.

Bree lowers her mouth to Ana's pussy, tentatively licking her clit. Ana moans softly, feeling pleasure shoot through her body. Bree licks and sucks her in earnest, and Ana cries out.

It feels so good, and Ana can't believe she has gone her whole life without experiencing this kind of pleasure. Getting closer and closer to the edge, she breathes quicker and arches her back into Bree's face.

Finally, Ana tenses up, cries out as she orgasms. Waves of pleasure wash over her, and she rides them out, enjoying every second.

Coming down from her high, Ana looks at Bree with a smile on her face. She thanks her for what she has just experienced.

“Wow,” Ana says breathlessly. “That was amazing!”

Bree smiles back, crawling up to kiss Ana softly on the lips. “I'm glad you enjoyed it. We should do this again sometime.”

Ana, already anticipating their next encounter, agrees. Her life has changed so much in the span of 72 hours. But as exciting as it is to explore her sexuality with Bree, Ana cannot shake the thoughts of Coach Myles and Millie from her mind. She wants to experience that kind of pleasure with them, too.