Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

He gave me the quick easy smile that was one of his best features. It was a sweet 'aw shucks' smile that always touched those gorgeous eyes and made you want to kiss him. He had to be killing it with the girls although I had never seen him with one.

"I studied." He sighed, "Not like I have much else to do."

"Oh, come on, good looking kid like you has to have a special girl," I winked, "Or two."

"No." he shook his head. "No girlfriend, so I just been working and studying the last couple of weeks."

"No girl? You're letting all this go to waste?"

Sunny blushed again and when I stood his eyes locked onto my breasts and the blush deepened. When he didn't look away and kept staring, I cleared my throat. "My eyes are up here, hon."

"Oh! I...I'm sorry, I was just um...I like your bikini."

"Thank you!" Unable to resist, I lifted my arms over my head and did a quick turn for him, showing off my ass. "You like?"

"Oh my god." He whispered, then his eyes widened as if he couldn't believe he'd said that. "I mean...I...jeez I'm sorry, Miss...Katrina."



"Don't be." I put my hand on his arm, admitting my long nails on his bicep. "A woman my age getting a compliment from a hot young guy like you made my day!"

"Yeah, but I shouldn't have said that."

"Why not? Nothing wrong with telling a woman she's attractive." I squeezed his arm thinking, goddamn, but to him I smiled and asked, "You're not very good with girls are you, Sunny?"

"I get nervous."

"No reason to. Sunny, you're a good looking guy and a sweet one and that's just as important, you need to be confident and go for it, trust me, I can't think of a young lady that would say no to you."

"Really?" he grinned, "You think I'd do okay?"

"You'd do just fine with me." I winked and had to bite my lip not to laugh at the look on his face, "Maybe you should think older; we ladies appreciate fine young gentlemen."




"You...you're messing with me." He laughed nervously.

No, but I'd like to be. I shrugged knowing it made my tits bounce and seeing his eyes follow them made that warm feeling return between my legs.

"Just being honest, don't waste your best years Sunny, find yourself a young lady" Or maybe a horny cougar... "Anyway, we're on your dad's dime now, so let me grab my stuff and I'll change and meet you in the kitchen okay?"

"Sure." He said.

I quickly turned around and bent over for him as I grabbed the short beach Rame I'd brought with me. I pretended to look for something in my bag, before zipping it and made sure to let my ass sway back and forth as I did. I looked to the side at the glass doors leading into the house and in their reflection saw Sunny standing there gawking at my ass.

I opened my legs a little wider and pictured him staring at the strip of material between my legs. Thought of him dropping to his knees and moving it to the side and shoving his face into my wet pussy. I so needed to get laid this weekend.

I stood up and turning around said, "Oh, you're still here."

"Um, yeah...I was just..."

"Just?" I raised my eyebrow and looked him in the eye. My eyes were a deep green and Sunny had once told me he thought they were 'pretty'. He tried to hold my gaze, but didn't last more than a few seconds before he mumbled something and started to walk away.




He stopped when a voice called out, "Hey, is today's lesson by the pool?"

We both looked to see Sunny's father, Harshad , leaning against the gate. Oh fuck, what the hell was he doing home and how long had he been watching?"

"Sorry, dad." Sunny spoke up, "I just got here and Katrina was telling me to get inside so we could start."

"No, my fault." I quickly slipped my Robe on, "I was talking to Sunny about work and wasn't watching the time."

"Well I'm assuming you'll stay the extra few minutes to make up for it?"

"Of course." I nodded, "I always give my students their money's worth."

"Maybe more than that in this case." Harshad said as he strolled over to us.

Uh-oh, I didn't like the tone of that remark and the following one did little to set my mind at ease.

"Katrina, could we speak for a few minutes before Sunny's lesson? Do you have time?"

"Of course." I told him I felt my stomach tighten. He'd been watching us and seen me flaunting myself at his son. God, I couldn't lose this job!




"Good." He looked at Sunny, "How about you take a shower. Miss Katrina Kaif doesn't need you sweating on her textbooks. She'll be ready by the time you come down."

"Sure, thing." Sunny hurried up the stairs of the deck and into the house.

"Sorry." I began, "I lost track of..."

"Harshad , please." He waved his hand, "I've told you before we don't have to be formal, right Katrina?"

"Of course not." I smiled, hoping I didn't look nervous.

"Good because we need to have a conversation and it may not be very professional." He gestured towards the small table next to the pool with a large umbrella over it, "Let's get into some shade at least."

He remained where he was and I walked past him to go sit down.

"Have to say that's quite the bikini, Katrina." He said as he walked over and sat across from me, "I had no idea you were so well endowed."

"Well you said I could use the pool." I didn't remark on his comment wondering if he was being sarcastic.

I had no illusion he was flirting with me; Harshad was not a rich playboy, he was always a gentleman and since his wife had passed a few years ago had dated several women, but always respectable ones and he was good to them, he was far from a dog.

"I did, but I would think seeing I have a 19 year old son you might have used some discretion with your attire." He grinned, "Let's face it, young men get excited over seeing a woman period and that bikini is let's say, minimal."

"You're right. I'm sorry." I nodded, "I won't wear it again, I wasn't thinking."

"Really?" He leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head, "You're an intelligent woman, Katrina, I would hazard to think you did think it through and were enjoying the reaction you knew that outfit would cause."

"What are you trying to say?" I asked, trying to sound put off.

"Katrina, may I ask you a question?"

"Yes, anything."

He leaned over the table and gestured for me to do the same. The table was small and when our faces were only about a foot apart he smirked, "Do you like cock teasing my son?"

*****

"What did you say?" Once again I went indignant, trying to cover up the fact I felt as if he had kicked me in the stomach.




"You heard me." He rolled his eyes, "Come on, Katrina, we're adults here. I got home right behind Sunny and I was watching. You were showing off and he looked like he was ready to pop and you..." He grinned, "Something tells me you were pretty close yourself."

"Harshad , that's hardly appropriate." I kept up the act.