"So, what did you think of the movie?" He asked.
"It sucked." She replied.
"Really, I thought it was pretty good." He retorted.
"You would." She said smiling at him. She was baiting him, she had been all night. She started at dinner when she sat next to him in the booth caressing his cock through his jeans while they talked and ate their dinner. Then again in the theater when she plopped her legs on to his lap, exposing her open toed shoes with her freshly painted toenails knowing he had a serious foot fetish. She kicked off one of her shoes as she had a job to do.
She cleverly maneuvered her foot over to where she could stroke his throbbing cock with the sole of her foot during the movie. When she tired of the over the pants foot job, she snuggled in close to him and let her hand take over, smiling to herself at the wet spot she had created on his jeans.
It was cold outside and the walk to the car was brisk. While waiting for the car to warm up, he kissed her. She returned his kisses. Deep, hot, passionate kisses.
"If you don't stop, the windows will never defog!" She said.
"I know, but you taste so fucking good." He told her. She laughed and moved away from him. He adjusted himself and put the car in drive. The drive back to his place was uneventful as they chatted about nothing in particular. She continued to bait him, he continued to enjoy it.
When they arrived at his place she went directly into the bedroom and he was not far behind. He closed the door, the look on his face went stern. She smiled at him. She knew she had gotten to him and couldn't have been happier as she knew what was in store for her.
"On your knee's bitch." He ordered her.
