Go ahead. Test my resolve.
When we are out, I wanna see you tease me. I want you to play games with my libido. I want you to prance around, give me that wink, that naughty look, and flash my the goods where other people are.
I want to punish you for it later.
I want to drive my hand right up your bare upskirt, force an orgasm out of you and a stream of wetness down your inner thigh as we sit on the park bench. Sticking my fingers up into your mouth at the Italian restaurant with white tablecloths. Plugging your ass as you sit there, pantyless, and turning on the vibrating plug as the waiter asks you what you want to order.
And when our fun little night is done, I’m not waiting until we get home. I’m fucking You like a whore the first chance we get alone. The darkness of the night is my cover. In the car. In the park. In the middle of a dead end street.
I don’t give a fuck. Where is not important. Fuck “where.”
I’m all about “When”.