Fantasy Actress Roleplays

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Part -- 6
 
 
 
The doorbell rang profusely. Bobby's mobile had another call on wait. It displayed 'Sonarika'.
 
 
"Oh. I thought you will be thankful to me. I provided you a special opportunity with Sonarika. And my cheating hubby is complaining. How rude." Shruti mocked her anger perfectly.
 
 
"Oh. I know you very well. You got me this time. But not always." Bobby hung up the phone.
 
 
"What happened to Sahabji? Why did she come?" Divyanka asked in suspicion and fear.
 

 
 
"I don't know. Shruti called her by mistake, I suppose. You go inside. Look for something proper to wear in Shruti's wardrobe. I will get to attend the door." Bobby said, his brain not able to have any constructive plan.
 
 
Divyanka left to the bedroom. Bobby adjusted his depleting erection and opened the door. Sonarika was standing at the door agitated. She was looking ravishing as always.
 
"What took you so long? I tried calling you on the mobile too." Sonarika asked, stepping in the house.
 
 
"Oh, I was in the bathroom. What a surprise. But Shruti has left for the weekend meet." Bobby said from the door itself.
 
 
"Yeah, Shruti told me on the phone just. Actually, she planned for today and she forgot to tell me that she will be out of town. Anyways, I can't come to your house when she is not at home?" Sonarika asked like an innocent child. Her smile was devious.



 
"Oh, you are always welcome. It's good to have you at our home. Come sit." Bobby said with a false smile.
 
 
"Maybe I disturbed you in something? Were you busy?" Sonarika asked, sitting on a sofa.
 
 
"No, actually nothing. It's a weekend. So no plans." Bobby said immediately, sitting at an adjacent sofa.


"Perfect. I mean, it's good that I didn't disturbed you. You can help me with Shruti's clothes, as I needed it for next week." She got up from excitement and sat beside Bobby, leaving not even air to pass in between.
 
 
Bobby coughed with Sonarika's body touching her body. Her perfume was intoxicating, just like her voluptuous figure. She was dressed in tight jeans and t-shirt, which was hugging her figure at every single place.
 
 
Bobby tried to shift a bit. Sonarika shifted further towards him. Her smile was radiating.
 
 
"I don't know about which clothes you are talking about. Shruti didn't tell me." Bobby said, breathing her perfume fragrance.
 
 
"Oh, don't worry. Shruti told me where to look in her cupboard. Just show me her cupboard. And for that you have to take me to your bedroom." Sonarika said, hitting his shoulder with her shoulder. She was flirting


with him and he was getting uncomfortable with that.
 
Further, Divyanka was in the bedroom.



 
"Yeah, sure. What you will have to drink. I didn't even ask you. I am so sorry." Bobby said, trying to keep a bit distance from her.
 
 
"No formalities. But, still I have anything from you. Whatever drinks you want me to drink." She said, winking at him.
 
 
"Oh. You are funny. I will get water for you." Bobby said, getting an opportunity to get up and walk away from her. He went to the kitchen to fetch water for her. Bobby has heard about her desire and he also imagined fucking her. But he was nervous at the moment. He didn't want to hurt her wife's friendship with her good friend.
 
 
Sonarika followed him to the kitchen, knowing that he was alone at home and she had her best chance to seduce him. Bobby, unaware about Sonarika, opened the fridge and bent to draw a jug of water. Sonarika stood exactly behind him. As he turned around, he bumped into Sonarika and water from the jug fumbled on Sonarika's clothes.
 
 
Her t-shirt got wet. She further tried on purpose to fall on Bobby. Her boobs pressed on his chest. Bobby dropped the jug on her soft boobs crushing on his chest. The noise of the fall jug was loud enough to be heard in the entire house.
 

 
Divyanka came running to the kitchen. She saw Bobby holding Sonarika in his arms, actually catching her so that she doesn't fall. Divyanka was shocked to see them in such a position and felt a bit jealous.
 
 
Divyanka, wore a Punjabi suit, borrowed from Shruti's wardrobe. The fitting was too tight on her body and displayed her assets perfectly well. At least, it cover her flesh, which that summer dress couldn't.
 
 

Sonarika, too, was shocked with Divyanka's presence. She thought that Bobby was alone at home. Sonarika quickly straightened and tried to dry her shirt.

 
 
"Oh, who is she?" Sonarika asked Bobby annoyingly.
 
 
 

"Sonarika, she is my maid Divyanka. And Divyanka, she is your madam's friend." Bobby introduced them both.

 
 

"Hello Divyanka" Sonarika said with a formal smile, looking closely at her. She was wearing far better clothes for a maid to wear.

 
 
"Hello Madam," Divyanka said, looking at Bobby with a suspicion.
 
 

Bobby was in a real fix. He knew Sonarika would not let a single chance to flirt with him. Divyanka was already looking at him with suspicion.

 
 
"Divyanka, could you please make tea for Sonarika and me?" Bobby said, looking at her smiling.



 
 
"Yes sir. Surely." Divyanka said and moved towards the gas.
 

"Sonarika, I will show you Shruti's cupboard. You can look into whatever you need." Bobby wanted Sonarika out of Divyanka's eyes.

 
 
"Sure. Finally, you are taking me to your bedroom, you naughty man." Sonarika said with lust in her eyes.
 
 
"You are really funny." Bobby said more to Divyanka than Sonarika and followed her out of the kitchen.
 
 

"Is Divyanka wearing Shruti's clothes? I recognize that suit she is wearing." Sonarika asked, looking at suspicion.

 
 
Bobby avoided the question and walked away. Sonarika sensed that something was fishy between Bobby and her maid. She giggled and got the opportunity to exploit.
 
 
Bobby and Sonarika left for the bedroom. As soon as Bobby entered the bedroom, Sonarika locked the door.
Bobby was surprised at the move and looked shocked at Sonarika.