Hand out some lifestyle advice.

She tries to resist answering, but then she blushes and admits that she's into teacher/student porn. I surf around on a website until she points out a video that she's into. We start watching it, and I tell her she can stop lifting up her tit and just focus on trying to get off.

At first, this seems like a great plan. She watches the video and plays with herself, occasionally pinching her nipples through her shirt. Like I ordered, she has to stop after a few minutes to keep from getting too worked up, then she starts again. The problem is that I'm watching the video too, so after awhile, I'm also horny as fuck and getting kind of frustrated.

When the video ends, I ask her, "What porn do you want to watch now?"

She gets a smug look on her face and says, "Boy/boy."

Right. She's trying to be cute. However, she has to tell the truth, so that really is what turns her on. The point of this is to get her worked up, so I can deal with it. I find a video with two guys she likes, then I just play on my phone while she watches. Her plan super backfires, she has to stop constantly to keep from cumming to these guys going at it while I just amuse myself.

When that video is done I ask her, "Okay, what's going to turn you on more than anything else?"

She squirms in her chair, where she's slumped down and panting, both hands in her pants. "Bridgerton."

"What? Some Netflix show? That's going to get you hotter than porn?"

Binita rolls her damn eyes at me again. "You're such a dumbass guy! You don't fucking know what's hot!"

Suddenly this feels more like a real date than I had expected, and not in a good way. "Fine, whatever." I load it up. It's not bad, better than I expected, but I'm still bored. She doesn't even want to start from the beginning, she goes straight to episode seven.

After awhile my mind wanders, and I start making plans. I pause the video.

"Nooo!" says Binita as she squirms, her hands moving all over her body in frustration. "We were almost to the staircase scene!"

"Are you ready to beg for my cock?" I ask.

She bites her lip, not ready to admit defeat, but not ruling it out.

"Then we'll take a break," I continue. "We need to talk about getting you into shape."

"Fuck you!" says Binita.

"You should be thankful. I'm about to give you the steel-hard willpower you obviously never had."

"Yeah, like you should-" She stops. She was obviously about to make a comment about my pudgy body, but that was too close to an insult, so she had to stop.

"Let's start with diet. From now on, no snacks, no sugary drinks, and, fuck it, you're vegan."

"What?! Nooo!"

"Oh, come on, aren't Indians practically vegans anyway?"

"Oh, fuck you! You don't know shit about-!"

"Alright, alright!" She got me, I shot my mouth off. I honestly thought they didn't eat much meat, and I felt dumb getting that wrong. Better to change the subject. "Anyway, that's nothing compared to your new workout schedule. You're going to work out five days a week. One hour a day of cardio and one of strength training."

Binita's jaw drops open. "Oh fuck, no no no! That sounds miserable!"

"Yeah, well, act like you love it. Join a gym and pretend to be super enthusiastic. Put more effort into ass exercises than anything else, really develop that tush! Let's see if we can get you up from a five and a half to a seven."

Binita sits there, absorbing what I'd just said. Of course, she's still fingering her pussy as she thinks about how different her life is going to be. "But... why do I have to pretend to be so happy about it?"

"So you can make new friends at the gym, of course! You're going to be there all the time, so I'm sure you'll get to know some fit ladies. Try to aim higher than yourself, find the kind of stuck-up hot bitches who think they're too good for guys like me. We'll figure out a way to make that pay off later."

She goes silent. I'm pretty satisfied that this plan is at least going to get her into better shape, and maybe even bring a line of hotties to my door. I start the video again. Binita seems too distracted to watch anymore even while she's rubbing her own clit, but I give her an order and she starts paying attention. By the time the actors get to that staircase she mentioned, she's engrossed again. We watch two more episodes before Binita turns to me.

"Um, Greg?" she says quietly. Her clothes are dry by now, but her forehead is wet with sweat, and the squelching sounds coming from her fingers going into her pussy tell me that it's wet, too.

"Yeah?"

She pauses for a long time, then looks at me in total horny need and says, "Please?"