So we met in a coffee shop in Mumbai, where I had seen her for the first time. She was a little tanned skin like all Indian girls, with beautiful eyes... , and probably having the most innocent smile on earth. Her stats are 34-28-36 and height of 5.3″. She was a psychiatrist by profession.Seeing her for the first time I fell for her, the way she talked , the way she looked was just enough for me to agree to this marriage. Before marriage we kept on dating for some time and, ultimately I proposed. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I don't mean to be shaky; I can't help it."She slowly leaned across the table, but left a one-foot gap between us. "Would you feel better if I climbed underneath the table and ate you out? You'll do anything for your daughter, well, I'll do anything for my mom."I immediately grinned and pictured that proposal. I twitched back and forth a couple of times before she leaned back. I could only guess she knew the answer, but she blew me another kiss. A moment later, the. “Tell me about the man you have organized for me today baby? Or is it us? Are we both going to have him?,” I ask already aroused at the sexual pleasure I am anticipating.“Us, I want us both to have him. A big surprise for you baby. Mike, one of my gym buddies. We have been talking about you in the showers at the gym. I don’t think he has ever had a bi-sex woman. Or a woman eighteen-years older.“I told him you expect to be licked and teased while I watch. Oral sex only, no fucking. When I told. “I know how you have been looking at me Madame!” Johanna snapped, “Don’t think I don’t know what you have been asking yourself. I get that from so many young girls at the clubs on weekend!”Johanna got up and went over and kissed the president on lips. She was not surprised at the passionate response the President started giving back to her.“My mother the lesbian heroine,” Sin smiled, “How did she ever come up with me?”Johanna thought back to another time in the President’s office a long time.