Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Next day by afternoon, the money was returned to the Bank Account. Krishan Kumar was relieved with a sigh. Not a single employee of the Bank was aware of the fraud taking place in the Bank.


It was Saturday, which was the weekend. The Banking hour was half day. Both Rakul and Santosh were working silently in the Bank. Krishan Kumar did not have a word with them nor called them to his cabin. Krishan Kumar looked so grave and serious that they did not dare to look at him or say something to him. Both of them were repenting like anything for their misdeeds, and they had no moral courage to face Krishan Kumar. Although the money was returned to the Bank, both of them were very afraid to lose their jobs, and to be arrested by the security officer. Both of them were apprehending that definitely Krishan Kumar would take some official action against them on Monday.


At the end of the Banking hours at around 1.00 PM since it was a half day of official work, all the employees had left except Santosh and Rakul. They waited for another 2 hours. They were expecting a call from Krishan Kumar, but Krishan Kumar did not respond to them so desperately they left the Bank. Krishan Kumar finished his pending works, and left the Bank around 4.00PM. He reached his Apartment. Now, he was alone in his flat, missing everybody. He went outside and made a call to the Nursing Home, ascertaining the details of Asin and Anushka, and their babies. Sourav, husband of Anushka, intimated him that everything was fine and he need not be worried.


There was a dark cloud in the sky, and the Air was cool. The evening was approaching, and the atmosphere was getting dark. He hurriedly returned to his flat as he was apprehending imminent rain. When he reached his Apartment, it was already evening and dark. suddenly there was a heavy downpour, it was raining.


Then he heard the sound of calling bell, not once, but two and three times. He wondered who could be the visitor at this odd hour of rainy evening when there was heavy rain outside. He came out, and went near the entrance gate. Oh...my God! he was surprised to find Rakul there, totally drenched, drops of water were falling from her body.





He opened the Grill gate immediately, and said, "Come inside, Rakul." and locked the grill gate.


He looked at her. Her wet saree clung to her like a second skin, accentuating every curve of her gorgeous body, begging to be peeled off.


Her saree, which was completely wet, was almost transparent. Her sari had clung to her in such a way that it was revealing every curvature of her voluptuous buxom body. Her breasts and hips had come to its full prominence. Her pallu slid down from her good-looking attractive breasts.


The blouse she wore was also of light green coloured, and had become completely see-through. The straps of her bra were revealed clearly. Since she had worn a netted bra, the roundness of her plump fleshy breasts was distinct. Her nipples were clearly visible through her wet netted bra, and thin fabric of her blouse that had badly stuck to her breasts. Her pointed nipples were also looking distinctly. The outline of her body had distinctly come to the fore. The roundness of her breasts and hips were looking prominently opulent. The bulge of her breasts was lucid and clear, and their curvature was observable. Her crotch and thighs were also distinctly visible. The roundness of her fleshy heavy hips was visible as her wet saree was clinged to her two buttock cheeks.





Krishan Kumar could not take his eyes off her sexy body. Rakul was aware that he was eyeing her constantly, and she tried to cover her body with the wet saree, and in the process some more of her back and tummy was visible.


"Good evening Sir!" she greeted him. Krishan Kumar also responded to her with a greeting.


"Your visit is most unexpected!" he exclaimed, "My God, Rakul, you really have got drenched yourself, maybe you should get out of this as you are completely wet and you may catch a cold and influenza."


He ushered her, "Rakul, follow me. Let us go inside the room." When they hurriedly walked, there was another flash of thunder and the electricity failed.
They entered his flat. It was completely dark inside.


"Just stand still, let me look for a candle," said he, and after a second, lighted the candle.


Then he said, "Your clothes have also become dirty. Go to the bathroom and take a bath. Take this small towel for drying up your body, and this big one for your change. I will prepare a hot cup of tea for you then we will discuss the purpose of your visit."


Rakul kicked off her sandals at the door itself, and quietly walked to the bathroom. Due to the power cut, it was dark in the bathroom, but flickering of candle light was coming to the bathroom from the room where Krishan Kumar was there. Due to the flickering candle light, inside of the bathroom was slightly visible, so Rakul let the door of the bathroom half opened, and she stripped in the bathroom herself. As she was about to open the shower, and take a bath, Krishan Kumar had a glimpse of her stark-naked body. Ohhhh God! she was a goddess of sex. He could see her silhouetted naked body, with rounded erect boobs, thin waist, fleshy thighs with wider buttocks. Her long hair falling on her back side up to her waist. Ohhh...what's a scene!





His dick gradually grew into a big size, and became harder under his lungi. This recently married young woman was her obsession always as he was infatuated with her, but everything got shattered when she was married. He always wanted to fuck her, and he developed of a jealousy towards her husband who was fucking her now, his rival.


Then again Krishan Kumar's mind turned into hatred against Rakul who had initiated a fraud in his Bank, tried to tarnish his image. But he calmed down as now she was his guest, she had come to his house for some purpose.


By this time, Rakul had opened the shower, and started taking a bath. Krishan Kumar watched her bathing in her naked body, again he felt erotic towards her, and went near the door to peep her. Although nudity was not new to her but being fully naked in Krishan Kumar's house was unusual, and she was feeling thrilled. She had small darkish nipples and beautiful breasts that were as fair as Rakul's complexion, and the nipples were in magnificent contrast to her fair skin. Due to coolness they had become erect, and immediately, he got an erection. When she had finished, she closed the shower knob, and looked around for the small towel, and dried herself. She wrapped the big towel around her body which covered her body from boobs up to above of the knee only.



Rakul emerged from the bathroom with her wet clothes. She looked like a model, a sensuous beauty, and the thick patches of hairs under her armpits added to her body more sexy. Krishan Kumar was stunned to see her.


She asked Krishan Kumar, "Sir, where to dry up my wet clothes?"


Krishan Kumar said, "You need not worry about this. I am taking care of this. In the meantime, take this hot cup of tea" He handed over her the cup of tea.


He picked up her wet saree, petticoat, bra and panty, and went towards Balcony, there was a long string hanging there. First, he sniffed her wet panty and bra which had an aroma of the body smell of Rakul, he sniffed those for some seconds, inhaled the aroma then hung all her wet clothes on the string.


Krishan Kumar was standing in the middle of the room. Rakul moved noiselessly towards him, but the tinkle of her anklets announced her arrival to him.


Krishan Kumar turned around and said "Well, Rakul, now tell me your purpose of visit to me."


She came nearer to him with her downcast eyes. She was standing beside him. Krishan Kumar looked at her. She looked very sad and repented.


She said in a soft voice, "Sir, today, the whole day I was waiting for you to call me at the Bank. I did not come forward to meet you in your cabin as I was scared that perhaps you will be angry with me. Sir, last night, I did not sleep well, repenting myself, I am cursing my husband for bringing such ill fate for me, and now I hate him. Sir, my life and career are at your hand. Please don't take any official action against me. I promise you that I will never do any such type of action in future, and I will maintain my honesty and loyalty to the Bank forever. That is the reason, I came personally to you for your kindness and forgiveness." She bent down and touched his feet, and started sobbing. Krishan Kumar felt her hot tears falling on his feet.


His heart was melted for this woman, Afterall he had a strong weakness towards beautiful ladies.


"OK, Rakul, I know that you are not the real culprit. Your husband is the real culprit. I forgive you. Don't worry! I will not report this matter to the Head Office nor to security officer. Now get relaxed. Please, don't weep," saying this he put his two hands under the armpits of Rakul, and tried to lift her up.


In the process of her bending down and lifting up, the towel around her body slipped off. God must be pleased with Krishan Kumar, there behold was a beautiful warm, sexy naked body of his dream woman that was so inviting. Her boobs were wonderful with strong curves.





Her nipples were upright and worth sucking and sucking. It was an embarrassing situation, he quickly bent down, and grabbed the towel to give it to her. But instead of handing over the towel to her, he was silent, and kept staring at her wonderfully carved nude body. By this time, he could feel his cock rising, and within a second turned into a big hard boulder, forcing itself to come out from the parted portion of the lungi. It was throbbing up and down.

to be continued........