Jessica smiled at him as shesat down."Thank you," she said somewhat mockingly. Brian just pulled a face as hesat down. The waiter handed them their me...us and then left them.After a few minutes, a waitress came along. "Would you like anything todrink?" she asked them. Jessica was about to respond but Brian jumped in."I'll have a beer please, and my wife will have a glass of your finestwhite wine," he finished with a smirk towards Jessica."What?" he asked Jessica once the waitress had left and he. I craved cock. My sexual preference is hard to define, but I’d say 90% hetero and 10% pan-sexual. And that 10% is mostly cock. If you read the story of my younger years, you know where this comes from. I had had a date with a guy a little earlier, but that’d been somewhat of a disappointment. He was a very nice guy, friendly, and not even bad to look at, but apart from what was between their legs, I really didn’t feel myself attracted to men. But I went on a date with him anyway, and it hadn’t. I squirmed withembarrassment, then took of my shirt and put the blouse on. The cool satinfelt lovely on my skin and the blouse did fit me perfectly. The short andfull sleeves nicely accentuated my thin white arms, the black beads belowthe square neckline deviously adverted the attention from my diminutivebust. I noticed it also did a much better job of concealing my lingerie,but then remembered that I still had to maintain it was a present for mymother. However, even as I was thinking of how to. I went inside the room and waited, reading some magazines. I was not sure what will happen and how to react. Maaji came into my room around 9:00 pm with a glass of milk.As soon as she came, I stood up from the bed. She came near me and touched my feet. I suddenly backed out and said, “Maaji, what are you doing?”My mother-in-law said, “From now on, I am your wife, and you have to address me with my first name and not maaji.” I said, “But…” She did not listen, and I said, “I will try.”I drank the.