I sat on bed and asked her to sit there. I asked her would she like to drink some soft wine. Initially she was hesitant about the drink then I asked s...he has taken a drink earlier or not. She nodded in affirmative. Then I asked her what the problem then. She again nodded her head and said nothing. I brought the drink from almirah and two glasses. She asked me that she will prepare the drink, I agreed. After two pegs she was talking some loose words. I surprised to hear that from her. And After. My suspicions of her kinkier, naughty side were confirmed when she spat on my dick and made a mess of her mouth with saliva dripping all over my cock to give the feeling of her eating my cum. I told her, “Yes baby, suck that cock and i’ll give you a good licking as well” She was already so turned on, she started, “yes, yes, give me that lovely tool, ram it deep into me and shoot all over my face when U want to cum, but first, please, please give me a good licking”. I shifted and pushed the seat. She launched into a prepared speech. I could tell it was so, because a lot of it was gibberish, with flowery words and convoluted phrases. Basically, what it boiled down to was that a man should always listen more than he spoke (something most men, including her husband, would have balked at) and spend his time investigating ways to make the ladies around him smile. She suggested that a happy woman keeps a happy house, which will make the man happy as well, since she will tend to his needs with. I really did not care and just kept saying no. I think I just got tired of being asked to bet and said sure and if he lost he would have to clean my apartment after then party. He said all he wanted was for me to surprise him and it did not matter what it was other than that. How vague is that for a bet. As most of you know, the Giants won, I had lost the bet. The party ended and all my guests left and my boyfriend walked his family out to their cars and I started thinking. Surprise him,.