Matching people's phobias and stumbling blocks had seemed an odd way to introduce everyone to each other. However, Alice remembered the evening it had happened vividly as she led Peter into her flat.

"Fear of missing opportunities," Peter whispered, recalling Alice's contribution, looking into her eyes with an erotic hunger he hadn't even known he possessed.

Alice was aroused simply by hearing Peter say what had brought them together out loud. Her response recalled Peter's disclosure, which had similar exciting consequences for him.

"Fear of acting my age," Alice said as she remembered Peter's admission, which had made her smile instantly and feel the need to get to know him better.

As she and Peter sat on her sofa, Alice casually tore a sheet of paper into eight pieces, writing on each before placing them in her fancy dress hat that hung with her coats on the back of the door.

"Deliciously rude pleasures in a hat. Pick one out, Peter, but no peeking; just pass it to me, and I'll do the rest," Alice said with a smile.

Peter complied with Alice's request, prompting giggles of anticipation from Alice as she and Peter raced to her bedroom and undressed each other in between deep kisses.

Alice beamed at Peter as she threw herself on the bed face-down and asked him to tie her to it with the stockings she passed to him.

Peter's look of bewilderment added to Alice's pleasure, and Peter's nervous fingers tied the necessary knots with a tremble.

"Time to read, Peter," Alice said, directing him to the piece of paper she had kept hold of since drawing it out of the hat.

'Up my bum. It's my first time, just like the stockings,' Peter read with a smile.

Peter's relief that he and Alice were novices about what lay ahead allowed him to feel less intimidated than he otherwise might have. This also ensured that the entire episode had the humour of mishaps at its core, leaving no room for fretfulness or fear, which ironically was what had brought them together in the first place.

Alice knew the stockings around her wrists and ankles were symbolic, as opposed to a genuine means to immobilise, but she realised Peter grasped this, too. What she also recognised was that her arousal over the prospect of her other new experience had a thrill attached to it that was making her feel impatiently horny.

As Peter knelt between her splayed and tied legs, Alice saw a picture in her mind of all those who thought they knew her looking on with astonishment. This wasn't about them at all, but it was an image that summed up her desire to explore hidden avenues and find ways to do so in situations and with people she felt were safe.

When Peter rubbed his eager cock over her buttocks, Alice laughed heartily. Her body was alive with anticipation, but it was the shared sense of fun she found the most exhilarating aspect of all.

"If I ask you to stick your fingers anywhere, it might be because I have an itch I want scratching, although I suppose that's part of the reason we're where we are now, too," Alice said as she smiled at the sensation of the tip of Peter's cock beginning to slide into her.

Alice's entire body was warmed by erotic adrenaline as Peter eased gently between her buttocks and massaged her back. She sensed Peter inhibiting a desire to move deeper and faster, feeling certain this was for her benefit rather than his own.

"That's lovely," Alice said with a giggle, feeling her excitement intensify with every movement.

As Alice began to squirm, the sound of Peter's groans made her even more aroused. Her need to experience his approaching orgasm spill between her buttocks had taken her to the brink of her own climax, and she felt sure she knew what would trigger it.

"I need it," Alice gasped, as her body went into spasm, together with a cry of delight, as she felt Peter's cock twitch and tremble before releasing into her.

Alice's loud, welcoming cries of climax all but drowned out those Peter made; such was the intensity of sensation triggered from within. White noise and disjointed images crashed through her mind as Alice celebrated wildly, and Peter did all he could to excite her as much and for as long as he could.

Alice enjoyed wave after wave of a beautiful climax, her head tossing, as Peter steadied her writhing body. It was an experience that was occasionally awkward, rather messy, and somewhat disorganised, but, goodness, it was fun.

Alice's confession that she had written 'Up my bum' on every piece of paper she had placed in her hat sent Peter into a fit of laughter.

"If a girl wants something badly enough, she'll stoop as low as she has to," Alice explained.

Peter was thrilled to hear Alice tell him she intended to return his favour the next time they met. She mentioned, however, that he would need to come up with his own idea to achieve what he wanted, as originality was important to her.

Peter wanted to ensure any future time spent with Alice was as much fun as their first encounter had been. This meant he had already started dreaming up ideas for the next meeting even before he had arrived home.