selfcontrol2

Sure. I'm sorry Sherl. I'll try for you if you do the same for me okay?"he held her in his arms.
Nick cleared his throat indicating to them that they were being called to their table.
"Sorry,"they chimed in unison. He offered his arm to her and she wrapped it around his as they were escorted to the table by the waiter. Everyone said their hello's as the two couples were seated.
AJ stood at the head of the table as soon as everyone had settled. Sherl slid her black stiletto heel off slowly edging her foot under his pantleg as they held hands upon the table.
"You probably are all wondering why we have you here tonight,"AJ stated as Sherl freed her hand from Howie's and moved it onto his thigh as her foot continued slithering up and down under his pantleg. Howie let her play as he bit his lower lip letting out a slight moan underneath. AJ noticed the agony in his friend's face and inquired,"Are we interrupting something D?" he smiled.
"No,"biting his lip once again, feeling the urgency rise through the material in his slacks.
"OK. Anyway, we wanted you guys to be the first to know because it'll be in the news tomorrow. Amy and I eloped."
Sherl's hand crept up toward his belt as he pulled the tablecloth over his lap so nobody could seeing his rising objection to her torture right there at the dinner table. She ran her hand up and down creating alternating degrees of friction until she almost felt him explode. She then took her hand out from underneath the table leaving him frustrated. He whispered,"You are cruel."
"I didn't say this was gonna be easy now did I?"she nuzzled his nose. She let her lips slightly fall acrossed his and returned to the conversation.
Brian cleared his throat to the two of them."If we could have your attention for just two seconds that would be great. Did you hear?"
"AJ and Amy eloped. Congratulations!"Sherl smiled.
"You heard?"
"I know I heard . I don't know about Howie. Anyway, what are we having for dinner?"
"Whatever you want,"AJ said."It's on me tonight."
"Cool."
"Would you excuse us for just a moment?"Howie took Sherl's hand and led her out of the restaurant. He escorted her through the lobby to the hotel's poolside and stopped."You wanna continue to play or do I have to cool you off?"
"This is what I mean Howard. You never wanna try anything new."

"You wanna try something new?"he looked toward the cabana and led her inside of it. He quickly took control of her lips; hungrily twisting their tongues in a heated battle of wills. He withdrew his heated offer and slipped behind her. His lips softly journeyed along her neck until he reached the material covering her shoulder. Hands slithering up her body, her arms moved above her reaching behind to bring his lips to hers. He molded the tender flesh through the animal print blouse she wore as their tongues taunted the others. Buttons flew acrossed the ground as he tore her blouse wide open, giving him full access to her bosom. He tripped the clasp of her bra and twisted the taut little nub into submission. Holding her against himself with one hand diminishing her willpower with a simple tweak upon her voluptuous curve, she felt his growing urgency press into her as she reached behind grabbing his ass illiciting a small whimper."Are we having fun yet?"he inquired in a devlish tone as his hand slithered down her body to the growing moistness between her legs then withdrawing before he reached his destination.
She looked to him."Now that was cruel."
"You started this little game,"he continued his assault on her body, bringing her to her knees. He pushed her skirt up over her firm round curves and removed his long suit jacket and shirt. He released the urgency growing within it's confinement. He slid the rigid object over the soft curves of flesh taunting her . He drew her from her position with the reign of curls."You like playing rough?"he growled. She simply nodded and he jerked the reign of hair once again.
"Don't make me repeat myself."
"Yes,"Sherl relinquished her control.
"That's better,"he forced her back into her previous position. He positioned himself within her before delving into the demented little game she wanted him to play. He furiously beat his rhythm against her; she nothing more than a mere object to him at this point. He slowed down to release himself from her yet keeping his control over her.
"Don't stop now,"she breathed.
"Who said I was done? "
"Then what are you doing?"
He silently guided her onto her back and position her legs straight up. He surveyed the silky length as he removed her skirt finally penetrating the tight position he'd placed her in. He pistoned within her like a well oiled piece of machinery. He held himself in her as he pressed her knees against her chest. He held the small of her back as he initiated his animalistic rhythm once again. The incessant slapping of his balls lightly tickled her tender flesh underneath.

She couldn't believe she'd finally brought the animal out in him. Here they were out in public where anybody could catch them and he wasn't even thinking twice about it now. He once again changed positions as he spread her legs keeping a tight grip on them with the continuous thrust insistent of his body intent on release. He leaned grasping her nipple with his teeth as he continued his deviant rhythm. He knew her body and he felt it begging for gratification from his methodic ways but he wasn't going to let her have it that easily tonight. He slowed his pace as he met her gaze quizically inquiring of his hesitation. This was pure power here. She needed satisfaction and he held the key to it. He taunted her briefly before resuming his primitive urges. As fleetingly as he had gained control, he lost it within the clenches of her velvety walls. She consumed him with unimaginable pleasure as he melted into her warmth. Once he regained consciousness from his euphoric state of bliss he uttered,"This what you had in mind?"
"Very much so but what are we gonna do about my blouse?"she smiled, removing herself from his body.
"Wear my jacket."
"OK but they'll be a little suspicious."
"They'll be a little suspicious anyway,"he pulled himself together and helped her into the jacket. They walked into the hotel lobby and back into the restaurant, taking their place at the table."What happened to your shirt?"Gina inquired as Sherl tried to contain her amusement.
"Howie had a little problem with his self control."
"Yeah right,"Nick quipped.
"Told you they wouldn't believe it."