Your face is soft and feminine, which always makes being respected a difficult task. You fix your shirt and pull your badge - which is tied to a neckl...ce - from inside your C-cup cleavage, held by a sports bra. You're using an old blue shirt since your only uniform shirt was torn in pieces while you ran after a criminal you never caught and the department couldn't spare any other pieces for you. This shirt is rather tight and short, reaching only the brim of your blue jeans and hugging your. In the morning I found her in the kitchen singing happily to herself as she cooked a huge breakfast, in fact it was bloody massive,"My God Lee" I said as I approached from behind and nuzzled her neck, "I'll never eat all that, it's massive!"She was wearing just a tee shirt and panties and she giggled as I ran both hands up beneath her tee shirt and cupped her breasts,"Don't start me off Billy" she laughed, "Or I'll muck this lot up" Come back to bed" I whispered, "I want to eat you more than I. I was supposed to wear those things. What actually shocked me was they sent me a lingerie too and there was a note from Sultana saying: “Wear this my beautiful husband and I shall treat you good or else I will shame you in front of others”. I was scared and was ready to follow her commands.There was a sangeet programme organized and Mehendi was applied on my hands. Girls were laughing at me.On the day of the marriage, I wore the sexy lingerie they sent me under my sherwani. I was feeling weird. ’ She said hesitantly.‘Don’t worry. It’s a gift from me exclusive for you. Take it.’ I assured her lovingly. She was clever and she sensed the hidden meaning. My semi-erect cock was protruding from my cotton pajama. She noticed it and understood that I had faked an illness to spend time with her alone in the house. ‘Sir, how are you feeling now? You had some stomach trouble.’ She inquired.‘Malthi, after seeing you here in my room my stomach trouble has gone. You’re magical.’ I praised her with.