A strong, powerful woman. She had the power to control men, to control their reactions. It would be an act of rebellion, an act that showed what a str...ong, powerful woman she was.And besides ... she wanted to.Following your desires. Wasn’t that what strong, powerful woman did?Jillian looked the other way. She wanted to make it seem accidental, like she just happened to be scratching an itch. One hand slowly ran up her bare leg, and when it came into contact with the mid-length skirt she’d picked. “So what should we watch?...I have Kill Bill, Taken, Atonement, Saving Private Ryan...you know...just choose something”“I think we should watch Saving Ryan’s Privates...I mean Saving Private Ryan”“Oh come on Joe that joke got old like 6 months ago...”Joe was always cracking jokes like that, you know the ones that were funny to begin with, but aren’t any more...Anyway the night continued like this with us eating pizza and watching movies, eventually though midnight came and most people decided. M. Jeramiah was already settled in with the Owenses.Rochelle rushed back home to shower and change. After lathering her body in cocoa butter and petroleum jelly, she donned a black, sleeveless, form-fitting, knee-length, dress. She drove to the premier steakhouse in the BMW.Hugo was there waiting in a nicely-tailored, slim-fit, navy suit with light pink tie. They sat near a window. As expected, he ordered for her. She wanted the filet mignon. Medium rare with roasted new potatoes. He chose the. As she continued to rock, her short skirt began to ride up at the back. I could feel the heat of her skin against me as her hand began to move faster, bringing me closer and closer to coming all over her. "You're going to make me cum," I mouthed at her.She just grinned wickedly and pushed herself further down in the chair, towards my pulsing cock. I remained perfectly still, realised that I was not breathing again and exhaled loudly, before inwardly cringing and glancing fearfully at the.