“It’s better.” “Was it the movie we watched?” I asked. “Definitely!” Bonnie said. “I’ve been dreaming about evil clowns!” “Bu... I told you the Killer Klowns from Outer Space is just a bad horror flick from the ‘80s. I thought it would be funny to watch it.” “Well, it seemed funny last night, but I’ve been dreaming about evil clowns.” “From the movie?” “Well, not exactly... They were no aliens but hung black guys dressed as clowns.” “I’ve never seen a black clown before,” I tried to joke. Not being in control wasn’t something he was used to but he couldn’t ever resist her. She ordered him to strip and sit back down. She climbed over him to straddle him but kept her warm heat above his hardening cock. She leaned forward to tie his wrists to the metals bars of the futon, giving him the perfect view of her chest. He wanted to bite her, grab her hips, and shove his cock inside of what belonged to him… but he stopped himself. Tonight was hers and he’d follow along. For now. She got. I waited for him outside the kitchen and was looking at him from the corner of my eye. When he was about to come out, I went in and bumped into him thus spilling his rice and dal. I acted that I was really sorry for spilling, but something had to be done otherwise this young guy would never had taken the initiative.My lady friends heard the noise and asked me about the commotion. I told them about spilling the food. His mother came into the kitchen and offered to clean all the mess.I sent his. We went out as a foursome a few times for drinks but Jon never really felt there was much spark between them. One evening, when Cara’s parents were away, we invited them both over and decided to get them both drunk and see what developed. With everyone staying the night, we were feeling positive that they’d find that chemistry and as Lindsey hadn’t had sex in a few months, she was happy if the chemistry only lasted one night. To seal the deal, Cara had bought a board game called, Sip and Go.