The next morning I felt a little strange about what had happened the night before. I had to do something to get some control of this situation back. Something in me told me I had to assert myself on some level with this woman. I knew I was not a total wuss, I just got turned on by a woman trying to dominate me sexually.
Recovering from my thoughts I thought I heard her in the kitchen while I was still lying in bed trying to come up with some course of action. Suddenly I had an idea, whether or not it would work was another thing. I got out of the bed and went to find something out of my bag before I went to face her.
When I reached the kitchen she had her back to me and was standing up against the counter. I moved up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist while nuzzling her ear.
"You know I've been thinking," I said in a soft, deep voice only an inch away from her ear.
"Oh? Don't hurt yourself," she loved to tease and I really loved the banter, but at that point I needed to take a little initiative. I softly but securely grabbed her wrists and pulled them together grabbing them with one hand leaving my other to move about freely. My body was pinning hers against the counter, she was trapped, held firmly in place, helpless to me.