“That's great, Jan. Because I really, really loved doing it.”

This time it was his turn to repay the favour, and he forcefully bounced her in his lap to thrust himself inside her twice in quick succession. His hand had lifted up behind her head and grasped a handful of her hair which he grasped firmly, and she moaned in approval at the added use of force.

“Are you gonna fuck me, Greggie?" she smiled down at him, using the variation on his name that she'd so often used to tease him in the past. She actually felt him tense up when he heard it, and pulled her head up to kiss him against the strain of his fistful of her hair. She wasn't the same person as she'd been back then, but that didn't mean she was above being a bitch when it suited her.

"Greggie, you hated that, didn't you?" This time it was 'hated' that was highlighted with a deep grind of her pussy.

“Did you know that every time I said that I wanted you just like this? Right here between my legs."

Seeing where she was going with her questioning, he relaxed a little and played into it. Again, he latched his mouth onto one of her big breasts, and nipped hard at its peak. A little yelp of excitement escaped her lips, and she grinned outright at his reaction. Pulling him into another, deeper kiss, she used the distraction of her lips to stand up. His cock slid out of her to glisten victoriously in the candle light, and he immediately made a grab for her as she escaped being impaled upon him.

“Ah-ah!" She wagged her finger in front of his nose. "No, Greggie.

First thing's first."

She shifted up to once again perch her ass on the table, and this time she reached over to grasp a small bottle of Lightly flavoured oil.

"Ah, here we go! See, we both know I've been a very bad girl, but remember how tight I was Last time? There's no way you're stuffing that big thing inside me without a little lube to ease the push." She leaned forward and spilled a light stream of the oil down into his lap. A little Laugh lifted from her throat as she watched his cock twitch when she coated it in the slick, shiny liquid.

Reaching out, she grasped it in her hand and made sure it was liberally coated whilst stroking him firmly and lightly rubbing the spot under his cock-head with her thumb. Then, she spilled more oil down over her own body to bring a fresh sheen to her skin. It drizzled down over her heavy tits, across her tight belly and over her glistening pussy until it finally disappeared between her ass cheeks.

She Licked her Lips and then her fingertips before Lowering the latter down to push into the tiny Little rosebud beneath her slit.

“Qoooh! Do you Like that, Greggie? Did you ever think the girl who was so mean to you would be sat in front of you, fingering her asshole?

Getting it all slippery so you could fuck it for her? Did you think she'd do something like that? Something so nasty?"

“I can't say I did, no.“ He shook his head, listening to her dirty talk and trying to keep control of himself. The only sign of his struggle was when his hands clamped upon the edges of the table at either side of her.

“Did you want to, though? When I called you Greggie and got my friends to Laugh at you. When I made fun of your clothes. When I got you beaten up. Did you want me to bend over so you could show me who was boss?"

“The thought may have crossed my mind, yes." His words were forcibly controlled by that point, and she was definitely playing with fire in her actions.

"So do it, Greggie. I'm right here now, and you can show me exactly what you wanted to do to me back then."

That did it. He stood up with such force that the chair behind him actually toppled over and the table shook. It was only an act she was putting on for him. He knew that she Loved him. But such feelings were difficult to completely bury, and if she wanted to be punished in such a way then she'd definitely caught him at the wrong time for an argument about it.

There was a moment then when she thought she might have gone too far and a little shiver of fear ran through her naked body, but it was far too late to turn back. She'd certainly awoken the proverbial beast, and now it was time to feed it. He pulled her off the table by the hips, and caught her when she stumbled against him. A moment later she was spun around until her back was pressed against his chest. She felt his cock slide up between her ass cheeks, and his hand lifted to cup her oil-slicked breast before sliding upward to wrap his fingers around her neck.