This must stop!

This has gone to far! It's hard to ignore your excitement but you manage to push Jim against his pressure. Looking up you find him staring down at you confused.

"Jane? What is wrong?"

You brush a blonde strand of hair out of your face. How do you explain something like that?

"Jim, this is wrong, we shouldn't ...", you struggle for words.

"You're right, honey", he says sternly. Relieved you let him drag you up. "It's not fair, that you always have to get on your knees first."