Misc. Erotica Rinku – Randi

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Rinku – Randi (Part 2)

 

As he had promised DK picked me up as soon as Mohit left for office. We reached the station within 15 minutes.

I got off & DK held out a 500 note as if tipping me & zoomed off as I blushed in embarrassment.

I stood there for a minute & then walked towards a waiting auto rickshaw.

Heads turned as I walked, as men ogled & women cursed.

I was wearing a single piece tight short off shoulder black dress with transparent plastic strap bra & black stiletto heels. Below I had only a black embroidered panty whose lines were clearly seen as if etched due to my figure hugging dress. Half of one breast was revealed as the dress cut sharply towards my back. Half of my back was similarly exposed. My fair shapely legs & smooth thighs gleamed in the sunlight.

As I got into an auto rickshaw I heard groans from the other auto drivers who had lost out on me.

 

“Kahan jaana hai, madam?” the auto driver asked as he adjusted all possible mirrors towards me.

“New Mall!” I said & glared at him angrily when I saw his face contort in a knowing smirk.

 

Cutting & weaving through traffic we reached New Mall within hardly 10 minutes.

 

I was about to pay him & get off when he said “Madam, yahan nayi ho kya? Safe nahi hai? Utro mat, auto me hi chakar kaatte raho” he said turning towards me.

“Kya matlab?” I asked a bit sternly.

“Madam, security officerwala pareshan karega! Hafta lega! Agar tharki raha toh kone me le kar….!” he said as he made the universal sign for fucking.

“Kya bakwas karte ho! Yahan khada rehna mana hai kya?” I asked.

“Madam, aap jaisi ko khada rehna mana hai!” he said almost enjoying it.

“Mere jaisi? Kehna kya chahte ho! You bastard!” I hissed at him.

“Angerji me gaali dene se randi sharif nahi banti, madam!” he said grinning.

“How dare you call me..a..wh..ran..di..?” I began but he interrupted & said “Sorry madam, sorry! Randi nahi! High class call girl kehna chahiye tha! Kyun, ab theek hai, madam?”

I was fuming, unable to even reply when he said “Gussa mat hona madam, ye mera roj ka dhanda hai! Roj sham ko 3 item ko pick up point tak pahuchana kaam hai mera!”

“Toh tum 3 randiyon ke bhadve ho!” I said trying to insult him.

But he laughed & said “Mai sirf driver hoon, item ko pick up point tak le kar jaana aur raat ko chudai ke baad usko pick up kar ke ghar pe le kar jaana! 1000 din ka issi kaam ka nikalta hai! Main contact, matlab bhadva Mr. Ronnie hai!” he turned & searched a bit & then handed me a card which said ‘RONNIE’ with a mobile number on it.

Behind it was written ‘Chotu’ & another number below it.

“Mai chotu hoon madam! Kabhi jaroorat pade toh phone kar dena! Ab chale ya aap ko utarna hai?” he asked with a smile.

“Theek hai, chalo, chakkar katte raho! 11:00 baje ka pick up hai yahani se!” I said shamelessly & he nodded.

 

As he drove we kept chatting & suddenly he asked “Madam, ek baat puchoo?”

“Kya hai? Bol!” I said.

“Madam aap ka rate kya hai?” he asked as he stared at me in the rear view mirror.

“tu jin item ko leke jaata hai unka kya rate hai?” I counter questioned him.

“Arre, woh to 0.75 se 1 tak leti hai! Usme se 40% Ronnie ka!” he said.

“Mera bhi waise ho rate hoga na?” I asked.

“Nahi madam, aap ka toh unse double hoga! 1.5 to 2 tak bhi milna chahiye! Bahut kam item aap ke jaise dekhi hai! Kissi ka face mast hai toh bable ekdum flat! Kissi ki gand mast hai toh muh bekar hai! Aap toh overall maal ho! Film line se ho kya aap?” he asked me.

I felt flattered with his cheap praise & smiled at him.

 

Finally just before 11 he pulled over near New Mall & as I was getting off he asked “madam aap ka naam kya hai?”

“Kyun, tujhe kya karna hai? I asked as I paid him.

“Agar naam malum hai toh muth marne me aur bhi maaja aata hai! Tere jaisi ko chodne ki aukat nahi hai meri” he grinned at me.

I stared at him for a minute & then crooned “Rinku naam hai mera!” I moved closer to him & rubbed my hand on him palm.

“Asli naam boli ke bistar aur dhande ka?” he smiled again as he squeezed my hand.

“Tumne hi kaha tha na? Naam badalne se randi sharif nahi ban jati! Rinku mera asli naam hai!” I blew him a kiss & turned as a sleek shiny silver car stopped near me.

The driver rolled down the window & before he could say anything I asked him “Mr. Saha ne bheja hai?”

“Yes madam!” he said as he got out & held the door open for me.

 

Soon we reached the hotel & he told me the number of the room.

 

I reached the room, the door was unlocked & I pushed it open to see a bluish hazy smoke filled room.

“May I come in, Sir?” I asked apprehensively.