06-03-2023, 10:55 AM
I loaded up the luggage in the trunk as Priya helped and Kareena simply got in the back seat, busying herself on her phone. Priya again rolled her eyes.
"She has been a joy." Priya said with a smile. I simply smiled back. As we got into the car, Priya spoke up again.
"We should go get lunch before we get home." Priya suggested. "I'm hungry."
"Uh yeah, sounds good." I replied.
"You hungry?" Priya asked Kareena. Kareena looked up, her eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror.
"Starved." Kareena said, holding my eyes. I gulped and started driving.
I tried to focus on the road, I did, but Kareena made it hard. Every time I looked back, she was doing something. Either licking her lips, or doing the blowjob motion with her mouth. Or pulling down her blouse and showing off her cavernous cleavage. Or running her finger between her firm, fleshy orbs, gathering that sweet, tasty sweat that could only be found deep in a woman's cleavage and licking it from her finger. Priya was, of course, clueless to her sister's seduction from the back seat.
I was thankful for my own safety when we finally pulled into the parking lot at the restaurant. The three of us walked into the restaurant, Chili’s, with very different attitudes. Priya walked in, tired but happy, not a care in the world. Kareena walked in, absorbed with her phone, as bitchy and bratty as ever, arrogant in her superiority over her younger sister. And I walked in, unsure but turned on, hoping that I could hold this all together without messing it up.
We were seated by the hostess at a round table in the middle of the room. As we took our seats, Priya spoke up.
"I need to use the restroom." Priya said, "If the waiter comes, order me a glass of wine."
"Okay." I replied with a smile. As she walked away, I gulped, realizing for the first time in a week, I was alone with Kareena. As if on cue, as soon as Priya was out of the way, Kareena looked up from her phone, her eyes holding mine. For a few moments, she said nothing, the tension thick. Finally, she spoke up.
"I hope you don't plan on eating much." Kareena said.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"I said, I hope you don't plan on eating much." Kareena repeated, pausing dramatically, "Cause you'll be getting more than your fill of my pussy and asshole later."
I choked on my own spit and looked around to make sure no one heard her, only to see our waitress had just stepped up to our table, and judging by the uncomfortable look on her face, she had no doubt heard what Kareena had just said.
"Uh, hi guys, I'm Shradhha, your waitress." the pretty brunette waitress said, clearly a bit uncomfortable. "Do you guys want something to drink?"
"I'll just have a glass of water." I said, knowing I needed to keep my head clear. "And ..."
"Yes." Kareena began. "I'll have a glass of white wine. "And my little sister, his wife, wants a glass of water as well." she added, making sure this random waitress knew what was up, knew that I was having an affair with my sister-in-law. My face grew hot.
"Wait, uh, your uh..." the waitress said, trying to figure out the nature of our relationship. Finally, her eyes grew wide, and she figured it out. I looked away from her.
"Wait, uh..." I began, knowing my wife didn't want water.
"That's all." Kareena said, cutting me off, looking at me. She smiled at the waitress and nodded knowingly. The waitress shook her head and flashed a smile before turning away.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"What?" Kareena said, putting on a sickeningly sweet smile. "Isn't it so much better when everyone knows? When even random strangers know you're banging your sister-in-law but your dumb-ass wife still can't figure it out? Isn't it so much better that way? Isn't it so much hotter that way?" she said, slipping her bare foot out of her flip-flop and pressing it between my legs, against the bulge in my pants. I grunted in pleasure.
"Kareena, this is such a bad idea." I replied.
"Mmm, that makes it so much better, doesn't it?" she said, sitting up straight, pressing her large breasts against the table, showing off her mile long cleavage. "And besides, I think that waitress knows the score. Look at her."
Kareena and I turned to look at our waitress. She was a stunning woman, probably around 20 or so, shiny black hair in a pony-tail. She had a great body, a nice round ass and full breasts. She seemed friendly as she delivered food to another table.
"Look at her, she's gorgeous, but she seems so sweet and friendly. Her body is great, but you can tell she still doesn't know how to use it. She lacks that... confidence... that comes with experience. She's probably still a bit dainty and unsure. She has all the tools to be grade-A slut, like myself, and I'm sure she dreams of being one, but she's not quite there yet. So I wouldn't be worried about her giving anything away. Girls like her idolize bitches like me. Even though she's young, she knows enough to just watch a master at work and take notes. She'll spend the rest of the meal watching me, learning from me. She'll see me stroking your cock with my foot. She'll see me drop hints about our affair in front of my brainless little sister and have her not notice a thing. She'll watch me show off my body to you brazenly, flirt like crazy, make it clear to any idiot that we are lovers and still your wife won't notice. And our cute little waitress will watch and take notes and really learn how a slut takes control of the situation. She probably only knows the basics of sex right now, but after today, after watching me at work, I give her... two months... two months before she has a guy on his knees eating her butthole."
"Jesus, Kareena." I muttered, in awe of how casual she could be about something like this. I looked over to see her reach over and grab Priya's purse. I saw her start going through it and slipping some cash from her purse and into her own.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"You'll see." Kareena replied wickedly. I simply shook my head at this, and moments later, Priya returned to the table, clueless to what had gone on in her absence. She smiled at me as the waitress appeared at our table.
"Alright, a water for you, sir." The waitress said, handing me a glass. She turned to Kareena. "A glass of wine for you." Shradhha said, setting down a wine-glass in front of Kareena. "And, a water for you ma'am." she said to Priya, causing her eyebrows to scrunch.
"Hey guys, I said I wanted wine." she said in confusion.
"Oh, sorry sis. Must have got distracted." Kareena said, glancing at me and the waitress slyly. Shradhha smiled nervously.
"Sorry, ma'am... you want wine too?" Shradhha asked apologetically.
"White, please." Priya added.
"Just bring a bottle." Kareena added.
"Okay." Shradhha said, "Are you guys ready to go, or do you need a little more time?"
"Uh, if you guys are ready, go ahead. I'll look at the menu a bit more." Priya said, flipping it open.
"Uh, c'mon." Kareena muttered under her breath. Priya glanced at her and rolled her eyes.
"I'll just have the, uh, steak. Medium well." I said, distracted. Shradhha took down the order and turned to Kareena.
"I'll just have the Italian salad." Kareena said.
"That's my favorite." Shradhha chirped. "We make a homemade dressing here. It's awesome."
"Good. I'm sure you know the sacrifices a girl has to make to stay trim." Kareena began. "If we have to eat salads all the time, the least you can ask for is that it tastes good."
"Tell me about it." Shradhha replied amiably. "The last thing I need is to be surrounded by food when I'm trying to stay in good shape. Between this and the hotel, I barely have time to get to the gym."
"You work two jobs?" Kareena asked.
"Uh, yeah. I work some shifts over at one of the hotels downtown when I have days off from here. It pays the bills, but it, uh, keeps me busy." Shradhha replied. She glanced at Priya, seeing if she was ready to order, but she was still looking at the menu.
"You could learn something from her." Priya joked without looking up from her menu. She glanced up just in time to see Kareena give her the finger. Priya smiled, and the waitress laughed nervously.
"I don't work." Kareena explained. "My boyfriend spoils me." she added, glancing at me, giving Shradhha the message. "I'm guessing that reeks hell on your dating life."
"You have no idea. I haven't had a good... uh, date in awhile. And besides, you know what they say, all the good ones are taken." Shradhha replied casually.
"Tell me about it." Kareena replied with a wicked smile, glancing at the waitress. The waitress blushed nervously.
"A burger sounds really good right about now." My wife spoke up, unaware of the communications going on between Kareena and our pretty waitress. Priya explained how she wanted her burger.
"Great." Shradhha said, pocketing our order. "I'll be back with your wine." she added, stepping away.
"She has been a joy." Priya said with a smile. I simply smiled back. As we got into the car, Priya spoke up again.
"We should go get lunch before we get home." Priya suggested. "I'm hungry."
"Uh yeah, sounds good." I replied.
"You hungry?" Priya asked Kareena. Kareena looked up, her eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror.
"Starved." Kareena said, holding my eyes. I gulped and started driving.
I tried to focus on the road, I did, but Kareena made it hard. Every time I looked back, she was doing something. Either licking her lips, or doing the blowjob motion with her mouth. Or pulling down her blouse and showing off her cavernous cleavage. Or running her finger between her firm, fleshy orbs, gathering that sweet, tasty sweat that could only be found deep in a woman's cleavage and licking it from her finger. Priya was, of course, clueless to her sister's seduction from the back seat.
I was thankful for my own safety when we finally pulled into the parking lot at the restaurant. The three of us walked into the restaurant, Chili’s, with very different attitudes. Priya walked in, tired but happy, not a care in the world. Kareena walked in, absorbed with her phone, as bitchy and bratty as ever, arrogant in her superiority over her younger sister. And I walked in, unsure but turned on, hoping that I could hold this all together without messing it up.
We were seated by the hostess at a round table in the middle of the room. As we took our seats, Priya spoke up.
"I need to use the restroom." Priya said, "If the waiter comes, order me a glass of wine."
"Okay." I replied with a smile. As she walked away, I gulped, realizing for the first time in a week, I was alone with Kareena. As if on cue, as soon as Priya was out of the way, Kareena looked up from her phone, her eyes holding mine. For a few moments, she said nothing, the tension thick. Finally, she spoke up.
"I hope you don't plan on eating much." Kareena said.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"I said, I hope you don't plan on eating much." Kareena repeated, pausing dramatically, "Cause you'll be getting more than your fill of my pussy and asshole later."
I choked on my own spit and looked around to make sure no one heard her, only to see our waitress had just stepped up to our table, and judging by the uncomfortable look on her face, she had no doubt heard what Kareena had just said.
"Uh, hi guys, I'm Shradhha, your waitress." the pretty brunette waitress said, clearly a bit uncomfortable. "Do you guys want something to drink?"
"I'll just have a glass of water." I said, knowing I needed to keep my head clear. "And ..."
"Yes." Kareena began. "I'll have a glass of white wine. "And my little sister, his wife, wants a glass of water as well." she added, making sure this random waitress knew what was up, knew that I was having an affair with my sister-in-law. My face grew hot.
"Wait, uh, your uh..." the waitress said, trying to figure out the nature of our relationship. Finally, her eyes grew wide, and she figured it out. I looked away from her.
"Wait, uh..." I began, knowing my wife didn't want water.
"That's all." Kareena said, cutting me off, looking at me. She smiled at the waitress and nodded knowingly. The waitress shook her head and flashed a smile before turning away.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"What?" Kareena said, putting on a sickeningly sweet smile. "Isn't it so much better when everyone knows? When even random strangers know you're banging your sister-in-law but your dumb-ass wife still can't figure it out? Isn't it so much better that way? Isn't it so much hotter that way?" she said, slipping her bare foot out of her flip-flop and pressing it between my legs, against the bulge in my pants. I grunted in pleasure.
"Kareena, this is such a bad idea." I replied.
"Mmm, that makes it so much better, doesn't it?" she said, sitting up straight, pressing her large breasts against the table, showing off her mile long cleavage. "And besides, I think that waitress knows the score. Look at her."
Kareena and I turned to look at our waitress. She was a stunning woman, probably around 20 or so, shiny black hair in a pony-tail. She had a great body, a nice round ass and full breasts. She seemed friendly as she delivered food to another table.
"Look at her, she's gorgeous, but she seems so sweet and friendly. Her body is great, but you can tell she still doesn't know how to use it. She lacks that... confidence... that comes with experience. She's probably still a bit dainty and unsure. She has all the tools to be grade-A slut, like myself, and I'm sure she dreams of being one, but she's not quite there yet. So I wouldn't be worried about her giving anything away. Girls like her idolize bitches like me. Even though she's young, she knows enough to just watch a master at work and take notes. She'll spend the rest of the meal watching me, learning from me. She'll see me stroking your cock with my foot. She'll see me drop hints about our affair in front of my brainless little sister and have her not notice a thing. She'll watch me show off my body to you brazenly, flirt like crazy, make it clear to any idiot that we are lovers and still your wife won't notice. And our cute little waitress will watch and take notes and really learn how a slut takes control of the situation. She probably only knows the basics of sex right now, but after today, after watching me at work, I give her... two months... two months before she has a guy on his knees eating her butthole."
"Jesus, Kareena." I muttered, in awe of how casual she could be about something like this. I looked over to see her reach over and grab Priya's purse. I saw her start going through it and slipping some cash from her purse and into her own.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"You'll see." Kareena replied wickedly. I simply shook my head at this, and moments later, Priya returned to the table, clueless to what had gone on in her absence. She smiled at me as the waitress appeared at our table.
"Alright, a water for you, sir." The waitress said, handing me a glass. She turned to Kareena. "A glass of wine for you." Shradhha said, setting down a wine-glass in front of Kareena. "And, a water for you ma'am." she said to Priya, causing her eyebrows to scrunch.
"Hey guys, I said I wanted wine." she said in confusion.
"Oh, sorry sis. Must have got distracted." Kareena said, glancing at me and the waitress slyly. Shradhha smiled nervously.
"Sorry, ma'am... you want wine too?" Shradhha asked apologetically.
"White, please." Priya added.
"Just bring a bottle." Kareena added.
"Okay." Shradhha said, "Are you guys ready to go, or do you need a little more time?"
"Uh, if you guys are ready, go ahead. I'll look at the menu a bit more." Priya said, flipping it open.
"Uh, c'mon." Kareena muttered under her breath. Priya glanced at her and rolled her eyes.
"I'll just have the, uh, steak. Medium well." I said, distracted. Shradhha took down the order and turned to Kareena.
"I'll just have the Italian salad." Kareena said.
"That's my favorite." Shradhha chirped. "We make a homemade dressing here. It's awesome."
"Good. I'm sure you know the sacrifices a girl has to make to stay trim." Kareena began. "If we have to eat salads all the time, the least you can ask for is that it tastes good."
"Tell me about it." Shradhha replied amiably. "The last thing I need is to be surrounded by food when I'm trying to stay in good shape. Between this and the hotel, I barely have time to get to the gym."
"You work two jobs?" Kareena asked.
"Uh, yeah. I work some shifts over at one of the hotels downtown when I have days off from here. It pays the bills, but it, uh, keeps me busy." Shradhha replied. She glanced at Priya, seeing if she was ready to order, but she was still looking at the menu.
"You could learn something from her." Priya joked without looking up from her menu. She glanced up just in time to see Kareena give her the finger. Priya smiled, and the waitress laughed nervously.
"I don't work." Kareena explained. "My boyfriend spoils me." she added, glancing at me, giving Shradhha the message. "I'm guessing that reeks hell on your dating life."
"You have no idea. I haven't had a good... uh, date in awhile. And besides, you know what they say, all the good ones are taken." Shradhha replied casually.
"Tell me about it." Kareena replied with a wicked smile, glancing at the waitress. The waitress blushed nervously.
"A burger sounds really good right about now." My wife spoke up, unaware of the communications going on between Kareena and our pretty waitress. Priya explained how she wanted her burger.
"Great." Shradhha said, pocketing our order. "I'll be back with your wine." she added, stepping away.
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