She had been married in six months with an aristocrat, the youngest son of holder of an entailed estate, which meant that the eldest son got almost ev...rything. The younger sons usually went to the army or navy and didn't get much more than a famous surname with a "von" from their parents. At first she had been very flattered when this handsome noble birth navy lieutenant began to court her.Her parents were very happy to get such a son-in-law. Though she had not much experience of sex, she had. .. Riya never left any chance of teasing him. Always wearing skimpy skirts around him, she was in a habit of finding excuses to bend down in front of him, sometimes from her waist, sometimes on all her four. She took out a water bottle and started drinking from it, her lips around the top of it, sucking it a bit. Joginder gulped. I have to talk to her. This must stop. After putting the bottle away she came up to him and plopped beside him on the couch. At least she didn't sit on my lap this. "I bet he'sreally a girl and he sure doesn't look like a boy. Anyway so we betterstart calling her a girl hehehe." You're a riot." I shake my head hearing the two of them teasing me, ifthey only knew I didn't push my little boy parts out of the way. Thepanties just make me look more girly.They both smile at me. "I need some clothes I can't just stand here inpanties. Your mom will see I'm not a real girl when she sees me." Okay hold on to your panties my little panty boy hehehe." I look at. ."Jessica, dressed in a very dark green silk cocktail dress that showed off lots of her back and a good deal of cleavage, would whisper in my ear as a said trophy wife would give me the once over during introductions and maybe hold my hand too long, or demand a hug — for the affectionate ones.I only had to glare at a couple of Jessica's potential suitors. They seemed quick on the uptake that I had no sense of humor with any attempts at hitting on my wife to be. It was probably obvious to all.