Foreplay

Sarah was furious! With Sam, of course, but mainly with herself. How on earth had she let herself being talked into this once more? Why had she fallen for this again?!
Whereas she had vowed to herself that the previous time would have been the last. Never again, no more! She groaned, and tried to straighten up a little, without success.

The start of the evening had been nothing less than perfect. Dinner, the music,the conversation... It had been so wonderful to finally have Sam all to herself for once.
Phones off, computer off, doorbell off... Later on, on the couch together it had soon become clear what the course of events was going to be, and she could hardly wait to go to the bedroom.

But then he had started to talk about a little bit of foreplay. Of course, at that point all her alarm bells should have gone off, but the wine, the music and prince charming himself had already largely evened out her defenses. And of course, after a bit of grumbling on her side, he had finally gotten his way, as always. "But nothing to complicated!", she had stipulated. "Course not..", he had pacified her, whilst gently lifting her dress over her head.

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