Months ago, I met a friend,"Sara", and her girlfriend "Ashley", for a few drinks on a patio.

Sara has wing-manned for me in the past and set me up with a few plates, and I figured that's what was happening here. Drinks were flowing, I had my hands down both girls shirts comparing Sara's new fake tits to Ashley's naturals, while the jam packed patio looked on.

Sara bounced, day turned to night, and Ashley and I went dancing. I've got no rhythm, danced like an idiot, fooled around with Ashley, jumped in a cab and went to her place.

We stripped pretty much as soon as we walked in the door, but then her fiancé who was out of the country called, they had a little talk, we moved to the bedroom, and continued on.

Lots of dirty talk, foreplay, I brought her to the edge a few times and then pulled back. She pulled my cock out, gave me what I assume to be was some sort of dry hand job, a short, albeit enthusiastic bj, and then called a quits. She was done.

Basically, she rolled over and in a teasing tone, told me I would have to earn it. i.e., the "privilege" of fucking her. She rejected the rest of my advances, so I got dressed and left. She's hit me up a few times since then, but I've been out of town on some occasions and a part of my just isn't interested in any more games.

How would you guys have handled her words the night before? and things going forward?