It feels like forever. It also feels so much more immediate, being now or never, leaving-on-a-jet-plane sex. Joan tugs down Ted's sweats and then his boxers, just enough to free his cock. She shifts her position and his, making sure he's comfortable on his back as she lies on her side beside him, head propped up and gazing down into his eyes.

She watches his face for all those little hints of pleasure to guide her, and curls her hand around his cock, starting a slow stroke.