I kept kissing her throughout the night, just, out of love. That night, I wondered, why did we meet, and what will happen next. I don’t want to lose...this lady ever. She is my first and last love.I could see a glow on her face. Her lips were soaked dry, as if air was sucked out of her by me. I kept moistening her lips throughout the night. But she just didn’t get up. May be, she had prepared so much for this date, she got tired. I was never prepared for this kind of date. I thought of a. She thought herself queen of the world. But little did she know that her power and her life would escape her control before dawn.She tempted him with breast and thigh, showing flesh enough to imply much more. A catch like him would end her pain, she mused, the alimony plans already formed.He took her bait, just so and no farther. He parried and riposted with smiles and glances. Before too long he had her hooked, new evening plans requiring preparation.Fancy dress, he said, and her eyelids. She twisted, trying to press against it, trying to dig deeper with her fingers. She rubbed herself--gasping at the electric feel of her fingers bringing herself closer. She relented, pulling her hand away to cup her breasts, but inevitably her hand stole back between her legs.Time after time she brought herself to the edge, each time a little higher, each time a little closer until she was hanging on the edge, her body shaking with the absolute need to let go. She fought it off, clinging to. ‘I’ll have tea and a couple cookies.’ I bowed and went to the kitchen boiling the water and then found a serving tray with folding legs setting it where she could reach. She was watching TV and working on the laptop and picked up the cup tasting a zip. I bowed and turned to leave. ‘Where do you think you’re going George?’ ‘I’m sorry I just thought.’ She cut me off. ‘You take orders George, I do the thinking here, on your knees slave!’ I obeyed and watched her sip her tea and nibble at the.