selfcontrol1

"So what is this little event we're attending?"Sherl inquired as his vehicle pulled to a stop at the red light.
"I know as much as you do. Only the directions to get there."
"I could think of many other directions I'd like to be going,"she felt the vehicle jerk into gear as they moved away from the light and let her hand slyly creep along his thigh causing a sudden rapidness in his breath.
"What you think you're doing Sherl?"as they approached another stoplight.
She smiled suggestively at the thought of being able to get her hands on the beautiful organ resting peacefully between his legs for the time being."What do you think I'm doing?"she replied inching it closer to what hid beneath the black slacks.
He gripped her hand placing it back in her lap before the light suggested the green signal."You're no fun,"she pouted.
"Sue me. Are we supposed to turn at the stop sign?"
"I don't know. Why don't you follow the directions yourself?"she threw the map in his lap, affording her another excuse to reach across once again.
"Show a little self control Sherl. Please?"he begged removing her hand once again from his lap, knowing full well he wanted more than just her hand around his sudden growth.
"Come on Howie. I just wanna have a little fun,"she showed no signs of giving up before they arrived.
"After dinner maybe," they pulled to a halt at the next light. She made her way toward the key holding inches of insatiable pleasure waiting to be consumed. She removed just enough material giving her access to what she desired.
"You may as well just give up ," she surrounded the incredible object in her hand as he continued to drive, his grip becoming tighter on the wheel as she moved down into his lap and took it into her mouth pushing him even further, almost causing him to lose control of the vehicle at one point.
Her hand continued to follow the movement of her mouth until she heard the unrestrained cries begging her to stop before she killed them both. She considered his pleas momentarily and then continued her assault on his burning desire. The vehicle jerked to a stop as did his body. She sat up in her seat and devilishly smiled toward him. "Damn boy! I hope dinner tastes as good as you do."
"Funny,"he said pulling himself together in front of the enormous hotel where the restaurant was located."Could you please behave yourself through dinner at least?"
"What do I get if I'm a good girl?"her head cocked slightly toward him, dark curls spilling softly off her shoulder.
"Come on Sherl. You're not gonna resort to bribery just to behave yourself during dinner are ya?"
She raised her brows affirmatively.
"I'll think of something ? It'll be a surprise."
"Goes the same for you too. If you can't control yourself I get to deal."
"What do you mean?"
She left his quierey unanswered as she exited the vehicle, straightening her skirt .
"You didn't answer my question,"he came around the vehicle to her.
"I know,"she smiled.
"Do I get an answer?"
"At the end of the night you do,"she toyed with him knowing this would drive him crazy all night long as it should. She tangled her fingers in his as they made their way toward the restaurant.

"You're not gonna tell me at all are you?"
"Honey, that's for me to know and you to find out , so let's enjoy dinner with the guys and I might tell ya before the evening's over,"knowing she had instigated a full on war with him as they entered the restaurant."Gina!"she flew acrossed the lobby of the hotel where her friend and Nick had already planted themselves. The girls were already tangled in a heated conversation when Howie arrived at their location in the lobby.
"How's it going D?"Nick approached him cautiously knowing something was up between Sherl and him.
"Not too bad I guess,"he sighed.
"Something wrong with you and Sherl?"
"It's perfectly fine,"she answered cutting him off as she peeked over his shoulder.
Gina made herself comfortable in the confines of Nick' arms draped around her body.
"So what are you two up to these days?"Sherl continued the conversation.
"You mean she didn't tell you already? We're engaged."

"That's not why we're here is it?"Howie's grumble suddenly turned into a yelp as Sherl's hands grabbed the firm establishment of flesh covered by the comfort of his slacks and matching suit jacket draping over it.
"Everything okay?"Gina inquired.
"Fine,"he turned to Sherl. He whispered into her ear,"Keep it under control here okay?"
"I swear they can't keep their hands to themselves,"Gina exaggerated to Nick.
"Maybe you should try it sometime,"he returned.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing. I'm sorry."
"You have no sense of adventure,"Sherl whined to Howie.
"I do too. I'd just rather use it in the bedroom than in public."
"You remind me of my brother."
"You didn't need to go there Sherl."
"I'm sorry. Can we call a truce for now?"she batted her eyes.