So I politely refused and ordered a soda instead. Daddy was persistent, he said “why are you not having a drink darling? I am so much in the mood to celebrate today”.
I replied “sorry daddy darling, I am not sure if Daya will take it nicely if I drink”. He quickly replied “stop worrying about him. when he can drink then why can’t you”?
I was about to say something when daddy cut me off and said “Moreover, he is not even here to see it. You tell me what would you like to have? I will deal with Daya when the time comes”.
I said “daddy darling I have not had a drink since I got married. So I am not sure if I can handle it now”. Daddy laughed and said “don’t worry darling, I am there to take care of you if anything happens”.
I slowly said “okay daddy darling, I will have a rum with coke”. Daddy was quick to order my drink. Then he turned to me and said “nice choice Usha. Do you know they feed rum to the horses so they can perform better”?
I quietly nodded no. In a teasing way daddy said “actually even without the rum your last performance was outstanding. I only wonder what will happen to me after you have it…”.
I blushed uncontrollably hearing this. Daddy noticed it and said “just chill Usha darling, that was just a joke”. I too smiled back at him. Now even in this restaurant we were sitting side hugging each other like love birds.
All the events that had happened between us was only making me bolder and more confident about myself. Daddy even kissed my lips a few times and surprisingly I felt very good despite doing in public.
During the lunch the waiter even addressed me as daddy’s wife a few times and I instantly felt my pussy getting wet. Honestly I loved it and wished I could actually live like his wife in the open and not just within the confines of our house.
After lunch daddy took me shopping. He was so different as compared to Daya when it came to shopping. Daya would be least interested in shopping for my clothes and be sitting somewhere glued to his phone.
Daddy went all out with the store assistants telling them to bring the best stuff for me not caring about the price tag. Daddy pretty much bought me a full wardrobe of western clothes ranging from hot pants to shorts to one-piece party dresses and everything in between.
I asked “what am I going to do with so many clothes daddy darling? Where will I even keep them” He calmly said “get rid of all your sarees and wear only these from now on”.
After the shopping we finally made it to the car followed by four shop assistants helping carry our shopping bags. Before we headed out daddy called Laal the saree guy.
Laal confirmed that the saree was ready for pick up or he could have it delivered later in the evening. Daddy looked at me for a second and told Laal that we would swing by shortly to pick up the saree.
We picked up the new saree on the way back. Then daddy bought rum, whiskey, coke and take away too. Daddy was in full mood to celebrate even now.
I had a strong gut feeling that tonight is going to be a good long night. We reached home by 7pm and it took five trips with daddy to unload all the shopping bags.