Campus Confidential Ch. 08

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When I told Callin about Reese and I and how I felt afterwards, she just asked if I had slept with her and when I said yes, she responded, "I'm not surprised. A little annoyed, but I can't stop you from being you. Get up here to Nebraska so we can go out on a date."

It took me a full day's drive to get from Waco to Lincoln, talking to Callin for a vast majority of it. Since our date wasn't until night, I spent the majority of the day editing the Reese Ross interview, sending it off to her for her approval.

I went to a local gym just off the campus of the University of Nebraska to get in a short workout and to use their showers to get ready for the date after I finished editing the interview. I had some music playing through my headphones as I worked out and heard it pause a few times for an email notification, but didn't think too much of it.

But, as soon as I finished getting ready after showering, I stood in shock at the email I had received. It was simply titled, "Introduction from ESPN" and it was from a Sarah Mitchell. Before reading the email, I searched her name, making sure it was legit.

I had to sit down on a bench in the locker room as I read the email to myself.

"Hi Tanner,

My name is Sarah Mitchell, and I'm a Talent Producer with ESPN's digital content team.

I've spent the last few weeks watching several of your interviews, including your conversations with Hannah Cavinder, Harper Murray, Maggie Mendelson, and Anna Mauck. I wanted to reach out personally and tell you how impressed I've been with the work you're doing.

There are plenty of people covering women's sports right now, but what stood out to me is the way you allow athletes to tell their own stories. Your interviews feel genuine, relaxed, and authentic in a way that is increasingly difficult to find.

As your channel continues to grow, I believe there may be opportunities for us to help connect you with athletes who would be a good fit for your platform. While I can't make any promises regarding specific guests, I would love to schedule a call sometime in the coming weeks to learn more about your goals and discuss ways ESPN might be able to support what you're building.

Congratulations on the success you've had so far. It's exciting to see someone creating meaningful coverage of women's athletics, and I look forward to hearing from you.

Best,

Sarah Mitchell

Talent Producer

ESPN Digital"

After rereading it and confirming that the email address it was coming from was real, I ran out to my van, jumping in it and calling Callin to tell her the news. She was just as excited as I was and said, "I can't wait to celebrate with you tonight."

For dinner, Callin and I found a restaurant in the Historic Haymarket of Lincoln. I was glad I had showered and dressed up a little, as Callin looked absolutely stunning. Sunglasses perched on top of her wavy blonde hair, wearing a red knit vest with oversized gold buttons, paired with loose-fitting jeans that kept her looking casual, comfortable, and beautiful.

After eating, we went walking through a couple of the shops around the market, with me buying her a little bracelet along the way, and us stopping for an ice cream cone. I couldn't help but watch as Callin used her tongue to lick around the ice cream, trying to suppress my thoughts.

"So, is this weird for you?" she asked me during a lull in the conversation. We were still walking around, window shopping, holding hands as we ate our ice cream.

"Is what weird?"

"Actually taking a girl out on a date. Not having her just drop her pants and spread her legs for you," she said with a little smile.

"It's actually kinda nice. I do enjoy going on dates and actually getting to know the person."

"But that didn't stop you with Reese. Laney. Harper. Gabby. Should I go on?"

I knew that Callin was teasing me as she laughed, her eyes lighting up.

"Oh come on. Like you're not out having fun."

Callin just smiled, took a bite of her ice cream, and changed the subject.

"You know, when you picked me up, you didn't really give me a tour of your van. I've seen it a lot on the phone, but not in person."

I still had a hold of her hand as I turned us around and started to walk back to where the van was parked.

"You know, we're warned every year as college students not to get into vans," Callin said as I opened the side door and let her in.

"Aren't you graduated?" I teased her as I followed her in and shut the door. "Apparently, Gabby didn't get that memo."

"There were quite a few who didn't," Callin said with a little laugh as she looked around the inside of the van.

"But not you, right?"

Callin giggled a little and said, "I may not have been as free with it as some others we know, but it's still something I enjoy."

I nodded my head as she found my laptop that I had left open, uploading my latest interview. I also had an email up with my next interview and I saw Callin quickly scanning it. "Suttyn Harris? What sport does she play?"

"Volleyball. Incoming freshman. Really happy that she said yes. I'm curious what makes her want to go to Utah while others are leaving."

"Oh, that should make for a good interview."

"I certainly hope so."

"Is she blonde?"

"No. Brunette."

"So, who is more fun to sleep with? A blonde or a brunette?"

"Right now," I said as I put my hand on her hip and guided her to the bed. "All I'm interested in is finding out how this blonde kisses."

Callin laid down on the bed, flat on her back, while I stayed on my side. I brushed some of her hair behind her ear as she smiled up at me. "Remember, it's only our first date."

"I wouldn't forget," I replied as I leaned down and kissed her for the first time.

I was surprised as we kissed to feel such passion right away. It was normally the kind of passion that took weeks or months to build up to. We both briefly opened our eyes, stared at one another, then closed them as we continued to kiss.

Callin wrapped her arms loosely around my neck, holding me close to her. I had one arm on the bed to help hold myself up, while I placed my other hand on her stomach. The fabric of the knitted sweater under my hand tickled a little, but her lips on mine felt amazing.

As we continued to kiss, our lips never straying very far apart, I slowly moved my hand around, softly rubbing her stomach.

"Oh wow," Callin moaned softly as I pulled away from her lips and started to kiss her neck.

"Yeah? Feels good?" I commented in between kisses, moving my lips around her neck.

"I don't even know how to describe it," she said, unwrapping her arms from around my neck and moving them down to rub my back. "But it makes me want you to touch me more."

"How much more?" I asked to confirm as I continued to kiss her neck, but started to move my hand up from her stomach.

"I'll let you know when I want you... when I want us to stop."

With that, I moved my hand up and over one of her breasts, giving it a little squeeze through her shirt. I continued to squeeze it over and over watching her face as I did so. She inhaled deeply, then exhaled, letting her body relax. Her eyes were closed, small, quiet moans coming from her mouth.

After squeezing her breasts a few times, I brushed my fingers across the top button of her vest, teasing that I was going to open it. When she didn't stop me, I slipped the button out of its hole, and gently pulled the top of the vest open. I glanced down and was surprised to find that Callin wasn't wearing anything under the vest.

When my fingers touched her bare skin under her vest, Callin twisted her head around and started to kiss my lips. I eagerly returned the kiss as I slid my hand over top of her bare breast, and squeezed again, this time feeling her nipple rubbing against my palm.

Callin kept one of her hands on my back, gently rubbing it, sometimes moving up to my neck, holding me close to her. But she slipped her other arm around between us, moving it down until her hand was right above my groin. As I moved my hand between her breasts, starting to rub her nipples with my fingers, she finally placed her hand on my growing cock.

I moaned into her mouth as I felt her fingers gripping my cock through my jeans. She rubbed it up and down, rubbing her palm on my shaft, as I used my fingers to pinch and rub her nipples, and we continued to kiss.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, until Callin pulled both her hand and lips away from me. "We should probably stop."

I immediately pulled my hand out of her vest as we scooted away from each other. After we both caught our breath and calmed down a bit, we climbed into the front seats and I drove Callin to her apartment. I walked her to her front door, giving her a hug and a quick kiss as we said goodbye.

A few hours later, Callin texted me to say, "Thank you, Tanner. I had an amazing night. I can't wait to see you again."

The next day, I left Lincoln to drive to Utah, a twelve-hour drive if I drove straight through, which I was hoping to do. Callin was working at her marketing job and called me on her lunch break. We spent a few minutes talking about her morning at work and my drive across Nebraska before she said, "So, I wanted to talk about us and where we are after our date."

When I asked what about it, she explained, "I haven't really been able to stop thinking about it. The date was wonderful. And what happened in your van... just amazing. I don't quite know what it is about you, or us, yet, but I hope you feel the same."

"I do."

"Good. But, saying that, I don't think I'm ready to escalate things yet. I'm not a fan of long-distance dating, I have my job here in Lincoln, you have a job set up in Miami, plus who knows when this road trip will actually end. I want us to keep going and see what happens, but at the same time, I also don't want to stop either of us from exploring what else is out there. Does that make sense?"

"Of course it does," I replied. "I definitely think we have something, I think we just need some time to figure out how to make it work."

"I'm glad that you agree and yes, we do. Saying that... can we talk about how amazing that kiss was? Like, oh my gosh."

I laughed and said, "I honestly don't know what surprised me more. How hot the kiss was or you not having anything on under the vest."

Callin laughed this time and said, "Don't think too much about it. I hardly ever wear a bra."

"Really now? Not even at work?"

"Nope. See for yourself." As she talked, I received a message and quickly pulled it up. Luckily, I had the phone call playing over the hands-free system in the van, while my phone was in a holder on the dash. So, I carefully opened the picture she sent me, and glanced at it as I drove. It was Callin, sitting at a table at her work, lifting up her shirt above her collarbone, no bra in sight, but a nice little hint of her cleavage was visible.

"Wow," I commented, closing the messaging app so I could focus on driving.

Callin laughed again before saying, "It definitely was helpful last night."

We continued to talk and flirt for a few more minutes until she had to go back to work, with a promise to call when she was off. I told her that I couldn't wait, as it was something to look forward to on these long drives.

Besides interviewing Suttyn, I had managed to set up a couple of interviews over Zoom, talking with some athletes from different parts of the country. When it was time to meet with Suttyn, I exited the van, grabbing a backpack with my equipment in it, and was immediately hit with a wave of heat. Suttyn had asked if we could do the interview outside and after seeing the beauty that was the University of Utah campus, I agreed.

Suttyn came walking up the pathway to the meeting spot she had sent me with a couple of teammates, who introduced themselves as Devyn Wiest and McKenna Payne. They told Suttyn that they would be back later on, since they had practice in an hour.

As I set up the recording equipment, Suttyn and I made small talk, learning a little about each other. She was a naturally pretty girl, with a kind of face that didn't need makeup or perfect lighting to stand out. Her soft smile came easily, making her look warm and genuinely happy to be there. Her light skin contrasted with her dark brown hair, which was pulled back without much effort, and her athletic frame was exactly what you'd expect from someone who spent years competing at a high level.

We started the interview, with a few simple questions as I checked the sound and video quality, making sure both were good in the outdoors. When I was satisfied, we continued the interview, talking about her recruitment to Utah and her hopes for her career.

"I didn't visit very many colleges when I was being recruited. But Utah felt like home immediately. I loved the coaches and teammates I met. This campus and spending the next four years here. I flew in from Kansas and besides the mountains, it felt like I was still in Kansas."

"Did you have any other big time programs talking to you?"

"Yes, I did. But, I want to take Utah to that level. I see no reason why we can't be there. We have the talent. The coaching. The fans. We just need to put it together."

I asked a few more questions about the school and what her initial thoughts were about the state before moving on, talking about her training and what she would have done differently. We ended the interview by talking about her role models and advice she'd wish she had known or taken into account earlier.

Suttyn stuck around for a few minutes, asking about my interviews and waiting for her teammates to come back while I packed up my equipment. When she saw them walking up the pathway towards us, she asked, "So, I'm not sure if you have any other plans or not, but there's a freshman mixer tonight on campus. We're allowed to bring whoever we want. Do you want to come? Since you're so interested in campus life and what Utah is like, it might be a good way to learn some more things instead of just talking to me."

Without thinking of the possible consequences, I said yes and got the details about it.

When McKenna and Devyn rejoined us, Suttyn told them about me coming to the mixer. "Just keep him away from any gymnasts that are there," Devyn commented, making McKenna laugh and Suttyn ask why.

"Let's just say the whole team had a certain reputation."

"Like what?" I asked, genuinely curious.

Devyn just shrugged as the three athletes walked away. "If you get lucky enough to find out, you'll have a whole new story to talk about."

I was later than I had planned to be to the mixer, as I lost track of time while editing Suttyn's interview.

It didn't take me long to find Suttyn, who greeted me with a hug, and introduced me to a few people. "This is Sierra and Carly. Ayla here is on the gymnastics team. John and Max are twins. Here is Stephanie, she plays softball. And Rose next to her plays soccer."

As we walked away from that group, I asked her if she found out anymore about the gymnastics team and what Devyn had said.

Suttyn giggled as she said, "Yeah. Um, apparently, the team is very free, open, and have a standing date at a certain house, usually after home meets."

"I see. Is the volleyball team like that, too?"

She laughed again as we went to one of the many food trucks there, and answered, "Look, I'm here to have a college experience. But, even that seems a bit much."

"Good thing you didn't come to Miami."

"Probably is."

Suttyn was still wearing the same outfit she had on during the interview, a black University of Utah volleyball T-shirt and black leggings, and I found my eyes wandering her body as we ate our food and walked around the mixer.

"So, where are you going next?" Suttyn asked as we walked.

"Actually, I'm not sure. I've been talking to a few different people, so hopefully tomorrow I'll know where I'm heading. And if not, Utah doesn't seem like such a bad place to spend a few days."

"See? I told you, Utah is awesome. All these people leaving that you mentioned, they're crazy."

When the sun finally started to set, one area of the mixer was set up as a dance floor, with a DJ at one end. Suttyn and I wandered over there and danced a little, both of us quickly learning that neither one of us had any rhythm, laughing ourselves off the floor as we fell into each other's arms.

"And that's why I play volleyball."

"And I played baseball."

We continued to mix and mingle for a little bit longer until the DJ played a slow song. I reached out for her hand and pulled her onto the dance floor again as I said, "Now this is a dance I can do."

I kept my hands loosely on her hips as she wrapped hers around my neck and we swayed from side-to-side and back and forth. We stayed at arm's length for the majority of the dance, laughing and joking, until the song started to come to a close.

Suttyn took a step forward and rested her head on my chest. When the song ended, she looked up at me and said, "Thank you."

Without thinking about it, I leaned down and kissed her.

When the brief kiss ended, Suttyn looked up at me and said, "My house is just a block away if you wanted to go there and get away from this crowd."

"Let's go."

As we walked to her house, she told me that she shared it with three of her teammates, Devyn, McKenna, and Princess, another freshman. She made me laugh when she said, "By the way, you're the first guy I've brought there. So, I'm not quite sure what the reaction is going to be."

"Good to know."

When we walked into the house, Devyn and McKenna were sitting in the living room. They greeted us, then Devyn said, "Called it."

"Wow," said McKenna. "I did not think that the first boy you brought home would be him."

"What does that mean?" Suttyn asked, almost offended.

"Just saying, a freshman scoring a graduate? And before school even officially starts? Damn," explained McKenna.

"Oh," said Suttyn, very simply.

Devyn laughed and said, "Go have fun, you two. We'll stay down here but just so you know, the rooms are pretty soundproof."

A few moments later, we were walking into Suttyn's room. She had a queen-sized bed taking up most of the room, with a desk and chest of drawers covering the rest.

"I've never done this before," she commented as she sat down on the foot of the bed.

I froze, a million thoughts running through my head. Was she a virgin? "Done what before?" I asked for clarification, needing to know what I just got myself into.

"Everything still just feels so new here in Utah. I've never been with somebody I just met. I've always known them for a while. So, just another change in life. New city and room. New thoughts on guys."

"When you say you've never been with somebody you've just met..." I asked, making sure I was hearing things right.

"I'm not a virgin, so don't worry about that. But the one guy I've slept with, we knew each other for years, and dated for the last few years of high school. Is that bad?"

"Not at all," I said as I sat down next to her. Suttyn took a deep breath in before she turned to me, exhaled, and we leaned together to kiss. I was instantly surprised that, despite her age, she was an amazing kisser. Her lips were soft, a small hint of lip gloss on them, and her tongue was trying to push past them.

As we kissed, I moved my hands to her shirt, and started to tug up on it. We briefly stopped kissing as she lifted her arms up, I pulled her shirt off, and tossed it to the floor. I pulled off my shirt and watched as Suttyn discarded her sports bra, leaving our upper bodies naked. We immediately resumed our kiss, with Suttyn moaning into my mouth as I cupped and squeezed her breasts.

I could tell that Suttyn was a little unsure what to do with her hands as she kept moving them on and off my body. I finally grabbed onto her hand, wrapped my fingers around hers, and held onto it. I finally parted my lips, letting her tongue into my mouth, and used mine to swirl around it.

We slowly laid down on the bed, still kissing, scooting back until she was laying down on the pillows. I kept my hand on her breasts, moving between them, and using my fingers to pinch and rub her nipples. Suttyn's free hand finally found my groin and she moaned into my mouth as she brushed her fingers across my cock, still covered by my pants.

I kissed down from her lips, briefly covering her neck, and to her breasts, taking her nipples into my mouth, one at a time, and using my tongue to lick all over them. As I sucked on her nipples, Suttyn let go of my cock, laying flat on the bed, and moaning.

Suttyn let go of my hand and I watched as she moved her hands down to her groin, running on instinct. I followed her hands down with one of mine and, as she pulled her leggings down, I slipped my hand into her underwear. I ran my fingers through the hair of her bush and moved them up and down her slit.

"Yes," she moaned softly as I felt her getting wet.

I continued to kiss her, moving all over her breasts, her neck, and her lips. Suttyn hooked her fingers into her underwear, lifted up her legs, and I briefly felt her legs close around my hand as she pulled her underwear off.

When she lowered her legs down and spread them, I inserted my finger into her opening, listening to her moan as I pushed it deep inside her. I moved my finger in and out, still using my lips to kiss all over her.

"Oh my God," she moaned again, placing one of her hands on top of mine, moving it in rhythm as I fingered her.

"You're so tight," I told her, brushing my lips across her neck.

"I don't know how your dick will fit in me," she said, moving her free hand back to my groin.

"Do you want to find out?"

Suttyn opened her eyes as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft, still hidden by my pants.

"Cause we can stop right now. I'll get you off and we can stop."

"No," she said, starting to undo the button on my jeans. "I want you."

I pulled my finger out of her pussy, sat up so I was kneeling on her bed, and reached into my back pocket to pull out a condom I had grabbed. Suttyn smiled as she unzipped my jeans and pulled them and my boxers down to my knees. I finished kicking them down my legs and onto the floor as Suttyn ripped open the condom.

She surprised me a little by wrapping her lips around my cock and bobbing her head up and down a few times before she slid the condom over my tip and down my shaft. I climbed between her legs as she laid back down on the bed. Just before I guided my cock into her, I heard her gulp and asked if she was OK.

"I'm a little nervous... will you go slow with me?"

"Of course," I said, inserting my tip into her wet entrance and pushing forward a little, waiting to see how she reacted.

Suttyn closed her eyes and inhaled, then exhaled as I pushed in a little deeper. She continued to nod her head and moan as I pushed more and more of myself into her. As I bottomed out in her, Suttyn exhaled again and I felt her legs move up into the air, brushing against my sides.

I kept myself pushed deep inside, leaning down to kiss her, and asked if she was OK. With her eyes still closed, she told me yes, but again asked me to go slow.

I pulled out to my tip then pushed back in, going slow and steady as I went in and out of the freshman. I pushed myself above, keeping my hands on the bed to support myself, as I watched her face, wanting to make sure I wasn't hurting.

"My gosh. You feel so good."

I used that as encouragement to go a little harder and faster, listening to her moans get louder as her body loosened around me. Her feet hooked into my legs as her hands grabbed her bedsheets, squeezing them tightly in her fingers. I finally closed my eyes, the feeling of being inside her tight pussy overwhelming me.

"I'm going to cum."

I opened my eyes again as she spoke and watched as her face scrunched up, she brought her hand up to cover her mouth, and she moaned loudly as her climax hit. Her body arched under mine, pushing her hips up, burying my cock into her.

"Oh my God. God! Yes!"

I tried my best to not let it get to me, but the pressure her pussy was putting onto my cock was too much and, as she orgasmed, my own climax hit. I pushed as deep and hard as I could into her, moaning as I filled the condom.

As her orgasm died down, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down, kissing her lips as I pumped in and out of her until I felt my cock starting to go limp. We slowly unwrapped from each other as I carefully pulled out of her. I watched as Suttyn took the condom off my cock, tied it, and threw it away.

We laid down on the bed together for a few moments, both of us catching our breath, and lost in our thoughts. "So, now what? You get dressed and leave?" I laughed as she asked me, getting her to roll onto her side and playfully slap me. "What? I told you, this is my first time doing something like this!"

"I can do whatever. I can leave. I can stay. Maybe go a second time, if you want. It's up to you."

Suttyn laughed now as she rolled back to her back. "It might take a few more visits before I could take you twice in one night."

I laughed again and said, "Hmm, I could go for a few more visits, especially if I get to kiss this delicious neck of yours." I rolled onto my stomach, draping an arm over her chest as I leaned in and kissed her neck.

Suttyn lifted her head up, giving me full access, and moaned softly. After letting me kiss around her neck for a few minutes, she finally pushed me up and said, "Alright, alright, you need to go."

We lazily got out of the bed and got dressed before Suttyn walked me out of her room, and to the front door. Devyn and McKenna were still watching TV and both gave me a thumbs up as I hugged Suttyn goodbye. When the door shut behind me, I heard the girls cheering and Suttyn telling them to shut up.

The next morning, I woke up in my van to a text from Callin that read, "Call me when you can. I have an idea for our second date."