Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

When Neha and Gani reached the crowded dining room, the Archers were already seated at a table for four. He was tucking into a hearty cooked breakfast. In front of Helen was a cup of black coffee and a slice of dry toast. Neither appeared to have been touched. Neha thought she could see Helen shifting around in her seat as if unable to get comfortable. Robert beckoned them over. "It's busy this morning," he said. "Come and join us. Helen, this is Gani -" Helen smiled weakly but politely shook Gani's hand, "- and Neha." Helen scowled when she saw Neha, unmistakable in her tight red dress. Neha smiled at her discomfort and took a seat.





Tyler had been looking out for their arrival and instantly came over to take their drinks order, putting his hand possessively on Neha's shoulder and grinning at Helen's strained expression.


"Did you sleep well, Helen?" Gani asked solicitously and she looked confused.


"Well, I ..." she broke off. "Have we spoken before?"


"Not spoken, Helen, no," Robert told her. "But you could say he knows you intimately."


Helen's brows knit. "What on earth do you mean?"


In answer, Robert pushed her toast aside and placed the iPad on the table in front of her. He had turned down the sound but pressed Play. Helen stared at the little screen, watching as her naked body was flipped and lubricated. She stiffened and her hand flew to her mouth. She half stood but Robert checked her. "Don't even think about walking out on our guests," he said, his voice dangerously controlled. "Where are your manners?"


Relentlessly, the video continued to run. Helen watched as Gani entered her arsehole, her face frozen in horror. Robert took pity on her and fast forwarded. Now he himself was ramming into her. He fast forwarded again but couldn't resist slowing down as his face on the screen contorted and he came in her bowels. Finally, little Helen was being skewered by a penis of mighty proportions. Tyler said in her ear, gesturing to her plate, "Did you not want that, Mrs Archer?" and she jumped violently, recognising his face instantly. Robert's fingers crept between his wife's legs to her pussy. The gusset of her knickers was soaked.


"She's turned on," he exclaimed to Gani. "Her cunt's absolute sopping wet." He pushed her knickers to one side and slid his finger between her labia. She gasped and her body stiffened. Her face flushed as she struggled to conceal the power of the orgasm that swept through her and she shuddered violently.


Robert grinned, wickedly, and Gani rose. "I think our work here is done," he said. "Helen, you're an old-fashioned sort of woman. Remember your duty as a good wife is to satisfy your husband's sexual needs. If you don't, you might find that little gem doing the rounds of the internet." Helen quailed.


Neha caught Tyler as she left the dining room. "When do you finish work?" she asked.


"As soon as the dining room is cleared," he said.


"Are you working tonight?"


He shook his head.


In the lobby, Gani kissed Neha on the forehead. "Thank you for a lovely evening," he said.





As she emerged onto the pavement outside, Neha took her phone from her bag and selected Tyler's name from the address book. "3pm," she typed, followed by her home address.


THE END