"Oh, the lubricant idea." Her eyes darted around the room. Stan knew she was uncertain, nervous, but the growing heat around his hand told him the thought excited her too.

"I'm not certain your hesitation. We're not screwing, just doing what we've been doing, just a little different. Kind of spicing it up."

"If I say yes now, can I say no if I feel too uncomfortable?" Her voice was low, and Stan realized how vulnerable she felt.

"Absolutely, Beth. That goes for both of us, right?"

"Ok, then." She drew the words out then reached for her undies.

"No." Stan stopped her. "Let me do that."

"Okay, but you...