Adultery Story of Priyanka, the Slut by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Rakesh, did you ring your brother?"

"Yes, I did. There were some issues at his work."

I kept the talk simple and straight forward. The more I talked to her, the hornier I would get inevitably.

"He gave me a call too."

"Doesn't he call you on and off all the time?"

She laughed off my teasing remark.

"I think you know what I mean to talk to you about. Can you act like a grown up and discuss it like a mature adult for a change?"

"I just suggested what was best in my personal view. It is for him to decide whether he wants it or not."

She gave me a look which conveyed that I was being an asshole. I just smiled.

"Do you think what you suggested was really necessary?"

"In the interest of my brother, his company and his reputation - I suggested the only solution I had in mind."

The sincerity with which I said the words left her pondering.

"Do you mind discussing it with me as well? Maybe, I can suggest something other than what you have in mind."

"You know the problem already. I am all ears to your suggestions."

For once she looked as if she was short on words. I never said a word, just looked into her deep black eyes (God, I was so horny) and waited for her to speak up.

Stuttering, she spoke up "Why do you want me to model?"

I could understand her hesitation but did not know that she would be shy about this discussion. Her shyness added to my torture.

"I suggested it in best interest of brother's reputation, nothing else."

She questioningly asked me "Nothing else?"

It left me pondering what made her ask this question. Why did her look just changed from a happy face to a disappointed one?

Putting up a disappointed face, she continued the discussion "Do you think I can model?"

I did not what to answer, stupidly I blurted out "How would I know? You surely have the body though."

God, I felt like such a jerk. The dialogue left us both blushing, hard. It was a damn awkward situation for me - a part of me wanted to continue the discussion and a part me wanted to just go away. The paradox was killing me, my dick too.

The disappointed was totally gone from her face now. She looked like a devil possessed now.

"Do you really think I have a model like body?"

The look she gave me nearly made me cum inside my briefs. How the hell was i supposed to breathe deep in this situation?

Croaking like a mindless teenager, I asked "Just look at yourself in a mirror and then ask me this question."

The cat was definitely out of the bag. My obsession for her body was more than evident. She had an ear to ear smile on her face. The way she blushed made her look so much more beautiful.

The silence was absolutely sickening. I wanted some alone time in the privacy of my bathroom, am sure she too must be wanting some time with herself. However, neither could make a move.