“So,” I said, placing my right hand on her gorgeous right buttock, and gently using my thumb to pull her inner lip open a little more, “what was...it you want me to do?” “Wayne, I need you to punish my pussy for me,” she said, “by fucking it, hard, and deep, from behind, to teach it a lesson about fucking my brother like that. Can you do that for me, Wayne.” “Oh, yes,” I said, swallowing to moisten my throat, “I can do that for you.” I was eager to start, but she went on with, “There’s just. She knew that feeling of surprise. She’s hated surprises ever since his announcement, and had wanted her life ordered and in control. Even good surprises weren’t appreciated. ‘Lawrence, how do I forgive that?’ She wanted an answer, she wanted the pain to stop. She pushed him, and he almost stumbled backwards. ‘How dare you do this to me? You betrayed me, and now I have to live with it.’ She was yelling at him in the middle of the parking lot. He wasn’t trying to run away or even protect. Then I broke the kiss, leaving her breathing hard. She opens her eyes, looking into mine, my finger still within her. I smile, then whisper, " I'm right.. you are aroused." As if to emphasize my statement, I slide my finger out of her a little, then flick her clit, and she jumps with a gasp, then bites her lip, as I remove my finger the rest of theway, bringing it to my mouth, sucking it. She moans, she'd never seen a man do anything so rude, so arousing, so lascivious. I told her to get on all. Ben pulled out a joint and lit it. We lay in the sun and watched as the clouds drifted by.“Isn’t it an absolutely perfect day?” Ben asked.“Yeah,” I said, absent-mindedly, “it doesn’t get much better than this!”In a little bit, after we had finished the joint, I was beginning to think that maybe it could get a little better. I decided I really needed to get Ben to make love to me. It had been over a month since I had had sex, and I was about as horny as I could remember ever being in my short.