She moves quicker than him and snatches it, instinctively; a stab of resentment at the small remnant of his smile flicker-sneering over his eyes.‘Yo...u do. OK.’‘So. Decide. What’s it to be? Open it here? Or never with me?’First date.It’s. A. First. Fucking. Date.Ultimatums?Every bone in her body is aching to just get up and leave, and let him sit on his own, with his smug fucking face slowly realising that his game’s backfired.Fuck. Arrogance doesn’t even begin to cover it.And yet.He looks calm.. She was wearing her dress then.N: Ok but not now. After 12:30, please.It was 11:45 pm.M: Ok.N: But if someone sees.M: They will not. I promise.She knew I am a man of my wordM: Till then, strip for me. Give me a show.I put some song and she was losing her clothes one by one. I started getting tempted to fuck her as soon as she was in her innerwear. But I was patient. She came and sat on me with her vagina rubbing my penis. I started getting hard.M: You are loving it naa?N:(with a cunning smile). Some little time later; I had no idea exactly how long; she finally got to the bottom line."So okay, Jim, that's all I have to say. I get it. I won't ask anymore. You win. There will be no repeat with Marcus or anyone else. Satisfied?" she said.I heard her, and I think I tried to smile. "I feed to fleep. I tire," I said.I stumbled up the stairs and made it to the bathroom, that just before an estimated seven Cuervos on the rocks brought about an intestinal revolution—or maybe it was a. I walk over to the coffee table and place our coffee cups down on it and then sit down on the couch at her feet, she swings her body around and rests her head in my lap, it is a comfort thing for her, but it is so much more for me, I only hope that my cock doesn’t give me away and have a mind of it’s own and start to grown on me. ‘Can you tell me about it?’ I say. ‘It’s Jason’ you say, with so much bitterness in your voice. I sigh inwardly knowing that it has finally happened, the bastard.