I was ready as ever, I approached her pussy, and as I was going to place my dick, she interrupted me again and asked me to wear a condom, and so I did...Again she was lying on her back, on the edge of the bed, usual missionary position, that I hated the most now, I asked her if she would care for a doggy style, she said, this is more comfortable, I even asked her about the cowgirl position, but she still said no.So aghast at not having any choice, I put her legs on my shoulders and hand on her. I wanted to see how far I could push him and if he really meant it when he said he’d let me set the terms for this relationship. He looked at me with such a hurt look that I wanted to take my words back but hardened my heart. “Yes Sara, I’m not your boyfriend and you’re free to go out with other guys,” he agreed quietly. Damn, damn, and double damn! My heart was breaking seeing the hurt look on his face. “Fine then, that’s the way it’ll be,” I said flippantly. “But I’m staying here with you and. So I was feeling a little down. I was looking forward to his return, since he promised me a special celebration when he got back, but it was still my birthday, and I still had nothing going on. I was resigned to going home after work, taking a bath, and frigging myself to my favorite fantasy. It wasn't my first choice of a way to spend my special day, but it wasn't my last, either!So imagine my shock when I walked in the front door of our house to a big group of people yelling "Surprise!" And. She hadn’t left the house, and her time was spent either alone or with Theo.And when she was with Theo, she certainly didn’t want to be wearing pants.But now it was Sunday night - a full 8 days since she’d arrived - and she knew it was time to go.It was time to return to New York, and leave her hunky boyfriend’s thick cock behind.Just the thought of it caused her to emit a sad sigh.After another weekend of near-constant fucking, Theo had insisted that she go, insisted that she leave the bed,.