I’m sorry? I didn’t get– Oh, well not really. The Chief is very skilled and
energetic in bed, but I can’t see him in a Zorro cape. That just isn’t the way
we interact. I see myself, on the other hand, as a kind of sexual Diva. When we
get out of bed, I think there should be applause and a bouquet of roses handed to
me as I bow to the audience. Sex is very enjoyable for me and I like to be
playful. The fact that the Chief is so straight makes it fun to play off of him.
Ok, so I’m taking off J’s clothes. I got his shirt off, and did his shoes and
socks, and then took off his pants and shorts. No he wasn’t packing a gun, and
yes, he was glad to see me. I was very aroused at this point. Without a word
from him, I tossed his pants onto the other end of the couch and took him in my
mouth. I guess in a way I was trying to establish some control over the
situation. I wanted J to lose it a little. I wanted to see him have difficulty
controlling himself while I made him come, right there on the couch in my living
room. What I didn’t understand at that time was how important maintaining control
was to J and how much being in control enhanced his enjoyment. After a few
minutes, just as I was getting to him, he made me stop. I didn’t want to. I
resisted. I hoped to make him come before he could get away. J is a great deal
stronger than he looks. He pulled me away and jerked me over his lap. He held
both of my hands with his left hand, looped a leg over my right leg, that was the
one on the outside, and begins to spank me. He kept it up for, maybe a minute and
a half, long enough that I was no longer in doubt about who was in charge of the
weekend. He didn’t really hurt me, but my bottom was very red and he definitely
had my attention. Thinking back on it now, it is a pretty silly sight. I’m
naked. I’m draped over his lap. My hair is flying up and over my face. My
bottom is sore. I’m horny as hell, and what’s worse, I can feel his erection
…End of the part11. To be continued..