Ask Charles

I asked him how he could MAKE her do it, if she didn't want to. He chuckled;

"Take my word for it. I can make her, but you'll have to help."

I figured, my cooperation was a small price to pay to fullfill one of my own fantasies. So I asked him how.

"Don't worry, dude." he responded. "Here's what to do. First, don't fuck her for a few days. Make out with her and get her horny, but don't fuck her. Then, take her to Happy's Bar next Friday night. I'll meet you there, around 10."

So, for the next few days, I pretended to lose interest in actual sex. Christy and I would make-out, have foreplay, but not actual intercourse. She'd give me hand jobs, blow-jobs, even lap dances. Everytime, I'd blow my load, and pretend I was tired. It left her very unsatisfied and frustrated. I even interrupted her fingering herself. By Friday, I knew she was hotter than a fire-cracker, and ready for a good pounding. The trap was set.

On Friday, I set the plan into motion.

"Honey, I know I've been slacking in the sex department for a while." I told her. "I've been under a lot of stress at work. Let's go out tonight and unwind. Wear something sexy. I'm sure all those guys drooling over you will get my juices flowing."

I could tell from the sparkle in her eyes that she was all for it This would be a night to remember.