It was his ex, Jan

"Rick, I'm on my third date with this guy." His ex-wife Jan's voice was a whisper.

"Yeah?"

"Well, he wants to do it and it's the third date so I pretty much have to deliver but you told me I had to get permission. So, what should I do?"

He really hadn't believed she would follow his instructions. She never had when they'd been married. Perhaps, he realized, she had wanted him to be more dominant. When he'd been unwilling or unable to deliver on her needs, she had become more bitchy... in hopes that he would take control of the situation. Instead, he'd let her drive him away. Which, quite frankly, wasn't all bad. Jan was super-hot but they'd never had much in common besides sex and when the sex had left their relationship, all that was left was the fact that they were in a relationship.

Now, he was ready to be as dominant as she needed.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the bathroom of the restaurant he took me to. It's a little embarrassing to have to ask permission from my ex-husband, so I didn't want him to see."

"Okay, here's what you do. When he takes you home, have him park out front. He can play with your tits and you'll give him a handjob. But no touching your pussy or ass. Tell him you're having your period. After you're done, you are to wipe your hands on his pants. Don't eat his cum no matter how much he begs you."

"But won't he get mad and not ask me out again."

Had she always been this needy? What did that say about Rick for marrying her.

"You're giving him a handjob and letting him play with your tits."

"Yeah, but I did that on our last date."

"If you're too embarrassed to put limits on him, tell him to blow off and I'll pick you up."

"Oh, well then he for sure wouldn't invite me out again."

"Jan, I'm setting limits for you. If you want him to ask you out again, give him a handjob. If he's the right guy for you, he'll like that because he likes you. If he's only dating you because you're a cunt waiting for his dick, then he won't but I don't want him in your pussy if that's all he cares about. When you have a relationship, I want it to be with someone who appreciates you for yourself, not just as a cum catcher."

"But... okay. You're right. You are so smart, Rick."

"Call me after you get him off and send him on his way. I want to see if being with him got your pussy wet."

"Talking to you is getting my pussy wet."

"Fine. You can show me now."

A couple of seconds later, his phone chimed an incoming text... accompanied by a picture of Jan's shaved cunt... dripping with girl juices.

"Remember," Rick said. "He may not touch your pussy. If he tries after you tell him no, get out of his car and don't even finish the handjob."

"Okay." Her voice was small. "I understand. Thanks for taking care of me, Rick."

"Don't forget to call me after."