Sara thinks she and John need to talk

After a moment of panting, Sara smiles. "That was nice. Uh, if you're done, should I get off you?"

John didn't feel in a hurry. Normally he'd want to get on with his day, but he wanted to enjoy this new Sara who would be after his cock in the morning. "No rush. I'm enjoying being inside of you."

Sara chuckled gently. "You're really sexy, John."

She looked over to his phone. Her smile fell slightly, and then completely.

"Uh, I think we need to talk about your phone. I wasn't completely honest with you a moment ago."

John tensed up. "Um. What do you mean?"

Sara looked at John seriously. "I saw the rules program on your phone, John. I didn't think it was serious at first, but, uh, I added a couple of rules. I think you already suspected. I just want to talk about it, okay?"

John felt himself go white. "What do you mean?"

Sara gave him an appraising look. "I'm worried that things could get really bad, really quickly if we fight over this. I'm going to get off of you slowly, and I want you to promise that you'll get up slowly too. You're going to pick up your phone, and keep the screen facing me, and we're going to talk about this at the kitchen table."

John felt like he couldn't think clearly. But Sara was looking at him seriously and searchingly --- not angrily, but very serious. Maybe this could work out?

"Okay Sara," he said very deliberately, "let's do that."

In a minute, John and Sara were at the kitchen table, with the phone face down.