Her hand was in control, beckoning that he spurt. Here it was. He could feel it, and that he was coming! Here it was. His orgasm! It was coming! And y...t, suddenly, her fist stopped in mid stroke and although she was holding his dick, it was too firm, too strong, too calculating, and she'd ceased her movement and very deliberately she was starving him of stimulus and encouragement, nailing the lid on his pleasure.Then she kissed him, and it was a long, lingering passionate kiss; a kiss of hunger. " What?" When's the last time you won? You step in it left and right! Has it occurred to you that it's so easy because you don't WANT to win?" Rick eyed her sidelong."What are you saying?" Teela demanded hotly."I'm saying you're fucking up on purpose!" You bastard!" She took a swing at him -- and it connected, sort of -- he took it on the shoulder. But then he had her arm, and she tried to draw back and got him pressed against her chest. She brought her other hand up to push him away, but those. ..the other guy was a tall man thin with a runners build very nicely dressed and about mid thirty's and very black, not that I cared but our smallville town didn't see many guys like him. I got my coffee order and went over to there table and said hello as to be polite, Cheryl was obviously a bit nervousas she was flushed and ucomfortable she introduced us and I was surprised that she told them I was her ex husband.I asked about her parents ans she told me they were both now in a nursing home. Maybe you won't either, but there's a band there tonight I want to hear, plus I hope you like to dance." I nodded acceptance of her offer.Kim insisted on taking the motorcycle, explaining how we'd be able to park right by the door of the places we were going. Wistfully, she said she hadn't been on a bike in a long time and wanted to experience the thrill of the ride. She threw on a light summer dress and proudly declared herself ready to go as she twirled around before me. On the bike, I tried.