She took a few quick breaths. Me, I was thinking about how beautiful she was, but how off-limits she was. This was my son's girlfriend, after all. I really should not have been flirting with her like this. I was annoyed with my boy though. This young woman should have been bubbling with pleasure after s*x, not simmering with anger, ready to break up with him for lack of trying.
"I will talk to him," I said, "about putting your pleasure first."
"Oh," Vida said. "Thank you, sir."
"Of course, sweetheart."
I put my hands on the arms of the chair, ready to stand and escort her downstairs, but her next question stopped me and changed everything.
"Sir, what will you tell him to do differently with me? If you were him, how would you put my pleasure first?"
I leaned back in my chair again, lo
