His hand shot beneath the table and intercepted mine, blocking my obvious goal. My kissing experience was the extreme opposite of my athletic abilities i.e. The bad news: I had totally exhausted myself by it. And many times we made slow, languid love on the rug before the crackling fire. No, we’re happy to stay. For the first time we became naked for each other. I laughed, leaned down again to kiss him and said “I’m in charge, remember? I glanced at Paul and tried to read his expression; all I saw was patient waiting and a smile. Sex is sex, intercourse is intercourse, ok, fucking is fucking, isn’t it? Would that be too much of a problem? Ten?”
“I don’t know, but I’m looking forward to figuring it out.” He thought for a second and then brightened with “you know, I used to masturbate thinking of you.”
“I’m aware. Laughing together we quickly fixed our clothing and, lying together, talked quietly as we watched the stars. By now his pulses, his pumping were familiar to me and I waited, totally impaled upon him, as his pulses and their jets of semen slowed until I could finally roll off of him.
