Ben and Diana drove home afterwards, the picnic long forgotten. She told him she would shower and meet him at his place, where they could eat the food that they never got to eat. He told her that she could use one of the bathrooms in the guest room, but Diana declined, saying she needed clothes, when, in reality, she desired to have him fill her up again, but was afraid to seem desperate. But what she didn't know, was that Ben would love nothing more than to make love to her the whole night, if she would let him.
Diana could feel all the sensations of their f*ck session still running through her. It felt similar to an electric shock. As the water cascaded down her body, she was sorry she hadn't taken Ben up on his offer. What if she wore something sexy that would tempt him and make it imp
