I guess I feel embarrassed having to wear one." Well you will just have to get used to it. Now go into the bedroom, puton your bra and meet me back he...e. We are going out to eat tonight."Her pronouncement was different in many ways, but mostly because shenever suggested we go out to eat, nor gave me any orders. I reluctantlydid as she said. We ate at a local diner and I felt nervous the wholetime. It was so awkward wearing a bra, both because it was something menjust didn't do and the garment. I saw him with an amazed face…to which he said” I know its big…..but take it in your mouth to enjoy it completely”…I slowly bent down to take it in my mouth…it smelt bad…but I made courage and took an inch of his cock in my mouth…I spit it out I hated it…it was salty, sticky and smelt bad….then Sam forced me to have it and I couldn’t refuse…I gave it another try….I took it again and slowly started to develop a liking for that taste….now I was enjoying it and giving him a very hot blow job….I. A year ago, I was a sad, bitter, angry man; my wonderful, beautiful wife died in childbirth and I blamed my daughter Penelope. I don’t understand how she grew up as normal as she did, but my attitude caused her to be very withdrawn and she had a terrible stammer, so it was painful to listen to her, and hard to understand. She met a young man – David Tomlinson – shortly after we moved north for me to take up a job as a construction foreman. He offered her the love and consideration I should have. I looked up at her exaggerated curves and scowlingexpression. Seeing the hopelessness of resistance, I lowered my headand lapped up some of the smelly stuff from the drinking bowl. When Ichecked her again, she was still glowering at me. With a shudder I gotmy face into the eating bowl and began munching on crusts, miniatureonions, and those black olives that had always repulsed me. With aneffort I got several mouthfuls down. Then I needed something to clearmy throat, so I had to drink more.