My beloved gave a slight shrug and grimace. “I fear that I have neglected my affairs terribly over the last few weeks. We shall be forced to actuall... do some work today, as opposed to lollygagging the day away abed.” As he said this he cupped and squeezed my arse, to inform me just how he would have preferred to spend his time.I moaned pleasantly as he aroused me, but another course was not to be. James slid out from underneath my compliant form and wrapped a dressing gown around himself. I lay. “I’m not in the mood for this right now. Turn the channel back.” “Not unless you come get the remote,” I replied with an impish smile as I felt my nipples tighten and harden at the attention. “Come on Daddy, if you win this time I won’t do it again.” I guess that was enough for him because he got up to chase me around the room. I was wearing a sort-of see through white t-shirt that came down mid-thigh and panties, no bra as usual. After a few laps around the den through the kitchen and back. "Out! Can't you bloody learn how to knock?" Sorry, I assumed you would be ready to leave. We should get going on the evenings urban exploring trip," he replied, still with the same irritating smirk on his lips."Don't be so damn cocky, what if I decide that I prefer to do the urban exploring alone with Maria?" Ronja asked. The smirk dropped from his lips."Sorry, I should know better than to burst into your room," he responded. "I was really wondering when Maria would get here, and did not think. It was nothing sexual. But Radha could feel a new kind of feeling generating in her, something she knew was forbidden, something she knew was wrong to feel. After checking it, her mother dressed her. She wore a white lace bra, with matching panties. She was adorned in a red wedding dress which literally made her look like a princess - very regal. She put on lots of make-up and lots of jewelry. She had to look good for her first time, right? I mean that's what marriage meant. The wedding.