Jodie had accepted the situation, and she still accepted it, because she loved Craig and thought he was a good man, but her patience was wearing pretty thin. Dating him exclusively, she'd gone eight months now without getting fucked, and she was horny enough to scream.

But what could she do about it? She had to play by his rules or lose him. Now she pasted a big smile on her face and accompanied him to dinner, then to the movies. She always had a pleasant time with Craig, at least till he took her home. Then the frustration really started. Because although he didn't believe in going all the way before marriage, he did believe that necking was okay.

Tonight was no exception. "Going to offer me a nightcap?" he asked when they got back to Jodie's house.

"Of course," she smiled, "don't I always?"

Craig made himself right at home, turning on the living room lights low, plumping up the cushions on the couch, while Jodie made a couple of drinks. She brought in the drinks and sat beside him on the couch. As usual, he held his glass in one hand and slipped his free arm around Jodie's shoulders.

She nuzzled against him, unable to resist his exciting male closeness. It had been so long now since she'd had a man that half an experience was better than none. She felt hot sticky cunt-juice start to seep from her starved cunt, moistening her panties. Her pussy-flesh swelled and steamed.

Then Craig set aside his half-empty glass and started kissing her. He sure didn't hang back when it came to kissing. He slipped his hot tongue between her lips and suggestively explored her mouth. His quick loud breathing told her how excited their kissing made him.

Where did the man get his self-control? When they started kissing like that, Jodie always wanted to grab him by the arm and drag him right to her bed. Naughty visions filled her head, of her and Craig naked, fucking up a storm. But her incredible boyfriend seemed to be able to turn his lust off and on like a faucet. He didn't seem to feel the frustration she did.