"There's no expiration date on the repayment, Mr. Zimmermann," I assure him with a quiet laugh, smoothing my hand up his back and giving his shoulder a squeeze before shifting to swing my leg over his hips. It's a much better angle this way, plus, it gives me the excuse of getting to sit right on Jack's perfect behind so I'm all for it.

Smiling a little, I run my hands down his back, kneading gently at the base of his spine and working my way up carefully, leaning forward a bit to press more of my weight against him.

"Tell me if it's too much or if just doesn't feel right, okay?" I tell him because I'm definitely no expert at this at all. In truth, I barely know what I'm doing at all aside from having a nice excuse to put my hands all over him.