Taken aback by the direct approach, I stammered a “yes” to her. “Good” and promptly kissed me on the lips. Initially I fought it, but she knew...what I liked and I was soon like putty in her arms, again. Again, she went down on me, every time I was about to reach my peak, she backed off and kept me simmering for at least an hour. Just before she let me climax, she asked me if I was still embarrassed, “NO! Just let me come!” I pleaded. A minute later I had the most intense orgasm of my life. I. ..should I ease your mind?" she asked, as she turned me around. Her fingers lifted my chin to make me look her in the face. Immediately, my eyes went to her full, pink lips. I watched her tongue dart out to lip her lips. Bending slightly, she placed her lips on mine. I could taste her sweet flavor. As quickly as it started, she moved away. I felt better, but still confused. I turned back to finish the drinks. A few minutes later, I heard the doorbell. Running into the living room, I ran to. Needless to say, I look forward to these DATE NIGHTS. Chris foundherself enjoying most of these nights despite a certain reluctance tolet herself go. She still felt uncomfortable in the dominant role sinceshe had never been an aggressive person, but she gave it her bestefforts to keep me happy. When I was happy, our lives went smoothly.Tonight things would not be routine. I sensed a new, more determinedattitude the moment Chris walked in the door from work. Without ourusual casual conversation. It wasn’t long before a finger stroked its way up my thigh. It started from my lower calf and slowly eased its way upwards. I could feel it scrape and wasn’t sure whether it was a finger or some kind of tool. When it caressed across my thigh I swear I could have come. The touch was so soft and my tender flesh was eager to experience more of the same punishment.It wasn’t long before my wish came true. Two hands started to eagerly stroke my inner thigh. I started sighing and moaning. I.