"It took an intervention by my family to get me turned around. I'm so glad they did -- not only has my work improved, I discovered I had an extra thir...y-five hours a week. I'm using the time to work on my first novel."Ben nodded. "I've got a novel in the works, also. I can't quite find the right traction with it." Are you still with Wendy?" she asked.Ben shook his head. "We've been split for two years. That little letter of yours was the beginning of the end." I'm so sorry for that, Ben. I was. I plan to fuck you, and you had better please me," I said, pushing him onto the mattress. I have always preferred being on top, being able to control the pace and rhythm to ensure my orgasm comes quickly. That being said, when I am as turned on as I was right then, I come hard and quick. I reached back into the nightstand and retrieved a pair of real police handcuffs. I quckly cuffed Greg's hands, and secured them to the hook at the head of my bed for just that purpose. Again, not sure how I. It’s just the same old Friday night, right?”We both let out a little laugh, which helped ease some of the tension I was feeling. I often used humor to help alleviate stressful situations, and this time was no different.“Are you okay ... are we okay?” I asked hesitantly.He shot me a stunned look. “Of course we are ... did everything go okay with Don?”I took a deep breath and breathed a sigh of relief. “Everything went fine.”He took a sip of his drink and looked seriously into my eyes.“Before we. Please, please make me a good slut.”He drove his mouth onto my clit harder, causing me to moan loud as I almost stumbled. I briefly worried about anyone hearing me before I felt another deep shiver run through my pussy.Pulling his mouth away from my now dripping pink pussy lips, Graham pulled me back to sit over his lap. He stroked his cock against my slit as he took one of my firm nipples into his mouth. Slowly I lowered my pussy down the length of his dick.I let out a long deep moan as his.