I picked up the wine list that sat on the table. A 2004 Dom Perignon at $450 was at the top of the list. I looked at her again. This woman was a dead ...et knockout! Could I do this? Even if I lost, maybe I could still get lucky by getting her drunk. “Alright, you’re on!” I said after quickly finishing my drink. “Ok, I like a man who can take a risk. First guess.” I looked at her closely and I knew this would not be easy. She was too far to sexy to be wearing just plain underwear. She would be. Two years went by and then the wedding talk started again, but I was no more ready to commit then than I had been in college. This time however Sandy picked up on my reticence and after a couple of months she said, "What's the matter Paul, you don't want to marry me?"The truth was that I didn't want to marry anybody, at least not at that time, but how to put it off gracefully? I decided to tell Sandy the truth and surprisingly she seemed to understand."It isn't me, right? You just want to. But her legacy was just under two million, and it's now something over that." And she wants about $150?" Yes." Let her have it. If she's reckless, hold onto the Scott money." Good idea. I'll tell her 'yes' tomorrow – Christmas Day."There was a roar outside followed by a knock at the door. Henry had arrived on his bike."What is it?" dad asked, after we'd said hello.Henry grinned as he put his helmet on the floor. "It's a Harley Night Train V-twin. I bought it for myself on my transportation. She gave a naughty smile and asked me whether I was virgin and I said yes I am a fresher she said that today we both are in the same cab so there is a surprise for me.I was now waiting for the surprise and the time came. We had Innova to drop us today and we both were sitting in the middle and driver was also my friend so I said him not to discuss if anything happens in the cab. And to my surprise we started our journey to home and it was 9 pm I think and she again placed her hand on my cock..