That's not going to happen, not a chance in hell. During the time that she is searching for the rubbers, I stand and take off my daks and jocks.
She creeps up behind me while flipping a foil package between two fingers as she gets closer to me. She presses me down on the bed with her palms while doing so. "I'm going to make an effort this time."
"There's no point in debating this, baby."
She rips open the package, and I feel like such a jerk. I raise my head because I want to see her put it on me, so I can get a better look. Having her hands come so close to mine is making my skin crawl. After she has finished, she pulls her pants down over her legs and then steps out of them. She clambers up onto the bed a knee at a time and straddles me as she does so. While she is looking at my face,
