Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

I got off the bed, still a little woozy, and made my way to the bathroom.



Sitting on the toilet and cleaning myself down there, I tried to come to terms with what I had just done. I had given in to my most primal animalistic instincts, and fucked a big burly bear of a man who I didn't even know. Surely it didn't happen in real life. And it sure as hell didn't happen with Mumbai tax drivers.

On the other hand, this could be a blessing in disguise. If I had done it with Abir, there would have been gossip, some drama, and complications. With this dude.....nobody needed to know.

I walked out of the bathroom naked after a few minutes of self-reflection. He had put his pants and his vest back on. And with a small comb, he was grooming his beard. he stared at me with a mild look of worry. Maybe he feared that after the act, I would be wracked with guilt and anger. He seemed relieved when I smiled at him, walked to the bed and reached for my t-shirt. I put it on, its hem ending just inches below my pussy.



"I really needed that." I said, plonking myself on the bed next to him.

"Madam...I...."

BINGBONGBINGBONG the doorbell rang.

"Who the hell is it at this hour?"

I got up, quickly slipped on my skirt to go with the t-shirt.

BINGBONGBINGBONG

He got up to follow me.

"You stay here!" I whispered and closed the bedroom door behind me.

I went to the front door and asked,

"Who is it?"

"Memsaab, watchman."

"One second."

I opened the door only about six inches, wanting to hide my bra-less boobs behind the door. The watchman looked at me. Then his nose crinkled and he sniffed, taking in a deep breath. And I saw his brow furrow.



"What is it?" I asked him in a boss-like voice. "Do you know what time it is?"

"Sorry memsaab....it's just that....the taxi that dropped you...."

"What about it?"

"It's still downstairs. I was doing my hourly walkaround when I noticed."

"So?"

"So we were just worried about you. In case...." he blushed and looked down at the floor.

I felt a flash of annoyance. But he was just doing his job.

"Thanks, but no need to worry. His taxi broke down after he dropped me off. So he said he was going to get some help."

"Really? But he's nowhere around."

"He's bound to turn up."

The watchman stood and looked at me for a second. And then he sniffed again. A look of recognition flashed across his face. And then he seemed to be suppressing a smile.

"Okay madam. Sorry to disturb you." he bit his lower lip, and walked away.



I closed the door and lightly banged my head against it. He had clearly smelled the sex on me, and put two and two together. I hoped he wouldn't blab to too many people. Oh well, even if he did, I was planning to move to the US after my visa came through anyway.

The driver walked out of the bedroom. I looked at him.

"My name is Huma qureshi ." I said and giggled.

"I am Daljit." he said and smiled.

We both smiled at the awkward irony of the fact that we were learning each other's names only after having sex.

"Did you hear?"

"Yes, I did. What do you want me to say to them when I leave?"

"Don't say anything. Just drive off."

He nodded.

"Let me get your shirt." I walked to the washing machine. It was still wet. I didn't think he would mind.

Daljit quietly took the shirt and buttoned it up. He then took the cash out of his pocket. Kept 400 rupees back in his pocket. Kept the rest on the coffee table. I didn't say anything.

I walked up to him. He took me in his embrace. His hands reached for my skirt, pulled it up, and fondled my naked ass. I wonder if he intended irony by doing the same thing that had made me sour on Abir.



"I'll never forget this night." he said and pecked me on my lips.

I nuzzled his chest hair. As he let me go, he respectfully pulled the skirt down.

"Daljit." I said as he opened the door.

"Yes memsaab?"

"Do you.........have a cellphone number?"

A look of worry and then shame flashed across his face. He looked down at the floor and said,

"Yes I do but........."

"Well?"

"I am happily married. With two kids. I am.....please don't me wrong...I mean tonight was......."

"No need to explain." I smiled.

"Bye memsaab."




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