Make her beg

The rest of the day went by slowly. I napped, then showered, splashed on some cologne, dressed in nice jeans and a button down shirt and headed to Dr. Van Horne's place.

Van Horne lived in a brownstone townhouse in a nice part of town. She answered the door wearing a little black dress and black heels. Her hair and make-up were the same as before, and she wore her glasses.

She let me in and showed me to her living room where she had put out a bottle of wine and two glasses. She poured me a glass and handed it to me with smile. "I hope you like shrimp scampi," she said.

"Yeah, that's fine," I said, acting bored. "So did you lose the cotton panties?"

Van Horne blushed. She pulled up her dress and showed me a pair of black lace panties. She blushed deeply.

"Nice job, Van Horny." I took a sip of wine. "Never, ever wear boring panties. If I come to your office and find you're wearing cotton granny panties, I'll tell everyone you invited me over ot fuck you."

"Sure. I'll never wear them again!" said a worried Van Horne. She poured herself a glass of wine.

"Good job, Van Horny. You don't mind me calling you Van Horny, do you?"

"Um, no, that's fine. Shall we eat?"

"Sure."

I sat quietly at dinner, answering Van Horne's questions about my major, my high school, hobbies, etc in short blunt answers. I wanted her to think I was not that interested in her. After dinner we went back to the living room. She sat next to me on the couch.

"So, you want to go the bedroom?" She asked.

"We just ate," I said. "Why don't you go brush your teeth, and we'll make out."

Van Horne looked hurt, but she nodded and got up. She went up a flight of stairs as I downed my wine. She came back a few minutes later. She smiled and sat next to me. She leaned over and we started to kiss.

As we kissed, I ran my fingers through her hair, messing it up as best I could then reached down and fondled her breasts through her dress. I could feel her chest heaving as he breathing increased. She pulled back. "I want to have sex with you so badly!"

"You do? Prove it."

"How?"

"Get on your knees ad beg."

Again she looked hurt, but she obeyed me. "Please, please have sex with me!"

"Beg me to fuck you."

"Please fuck me!"

"Tell me you're a naughty horny little tramp."

"I'm a naughty, horny little tramp! Please fuck me!"

Obeying me was making her hornier. Her face and chest were red, her hair was messed up, and she was breathing through her mouth.

"Rub yourself through your panties. Get all good and wet."

"Yes, then you'll fuck me?"

"We'll see."

She reached down between her legs and started rubbing herself through her panties.

"Are you horny, Van Horny?"

"Yes, yes I'm _so _horny!"

"Do you want my cock in you?"

"Yes, I need your cock in me!"

"OK, then. Let's go to the bedroom. Lead the way."

"Thank you, so much!" She jumped up and grabbed my hands. She pulled me towards the stairs then up to her bedroom.