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Raj: Dhika... Please,... wait inside the car.
Dhika: Atleast let me hold the torch.
Raj: No, please,... sit.... inside, Now !!... He said firmly, but calm.
It was only drizzling a little when they started back from the venue,... but mid-way towards their resort,... the sky broke and rain came pouring down,... and no sooner, the resort's car broke down, and came to a halt in the middle of the road.
Despite their best efforts, the stupid car wouldn't budge,... and with time 5 past mid-night, Dhika was starting to feel scared, sitting in the dark midst Mexican country side.
Raj: Try now...!
Praying god, as she tried and tried the ignition,...... it was all in vain,.... but soon after, Dhika saw flashes of light reflect through her rear view mirror,... and a passerby car pulled next to theirs.
Dhika: Oh, thank god !
Dhika: May be they can..... Oh !
An expensive car pulled next to theirs,.... and opening the back door, a round paunchy man stepped out...
Scott: Blimey,... Are you okay ?
Raj: Scott !!,.. No, the car broke down.
Scott: Ah, buggers,... it's too darn dark to do anything.
Scott: Get in, I will drop you all.
Much to his try, Raj couldn't get the old chauffeur to come with them,... who insisted upon being with the car and wait for the support vehicle,... and hence, leaving him safely inside his car,... Raj got into one side of Scott's car, while Scott held the other door open for Dhika to get in...
Dhika: Thank you very much, Scott,.. she smiled getting in
Scott: Scoot over..... will you, darling ?
Dhika: Oh, here,.. uhn,... waittt....
Getting into the back seat of the car,... while Dhika expected Scott to close the door and get into the front seat,... the round old man made her to scoot over, and prepped himself to join them at the back seat.
Seeing him get in,... without thinking for a second, Dhika jumped up,... and settled herself into Raj's lap....
And Raj, who not expecting that jump, stumbled for a second but instinctively grabbed the side of her left arm protectively.
Scott: Wouldn't you be more comfortable between us, my love ?
Dhika: Again !! My love... ?
Dhika: It's okay, thank you. Please sit freely,...
Scott: It would be much warmer between us.... yeh !.... he laughed
Dhika felt peevish, but hiding it,.. she smiled at him politely, and turned to watch outside the window...
Though she knew that Scott had helped them, she felt annoyed at the bold little man,...
Not just now,... but from the moment she met him earlier that evening.....
***Approximately two hours ago***
En-clad in a translucent saree,... the sandal silk that bound her tight frame took no shame in exposing her slender midriff, her flat stomach and the pinch of her hotness dissolving at the centre, the navel,... and at-least once Dhika noticed every head in the party steal a peek at her bust, or precisely, at her blouse covered milky bosom.
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Well, not a party..... A business meet.
Earlier that evening, the resort arranged car stopped in front of a decorated hall and the chauffeur opened the door for Raj and Dhika,...
Just as they stepped into the banquet hall, the waiter at the entrance dropped his silver plate, and every eyes in the room instantly turned towards the sound at the door, at the foot of Dhika,......and on Dhika, and it has been thirty minutes since Dhika got any second of privacy.
Nevertheless,... she was not one to hate it.
Dhika was always used to this kind of attention wherever she went, and now being here, in this new country, she wanted to meet new people, new locals,... but sadly, this was not exactly what she had in mind.
There were people, lots of people, especially many on the older side from all around the world, who were seldom locals.
A couple of old women from the China,.... A huge fellow who resembled a Sumo player from the Japan,... A bunch of white haired finance bureaucrats from the United States,... and a very young women accompanied by a mid-old paunchy British man, or rather,... the young women seemed to be accompanying the British man.
She wanted to meet Mexicans, the locals... but this was neither the place, nor the crowd,... but at-least the art was Mexican. ~~
Old British guy: Lovely, isn't it ?
Dhika: uhmm ?
Of all the arts and the antiques in the room, there was one in particular that made Dhika to take a second look,... and so, she had stopped and was examining it....
Different from all the portraits, this one was peculiar,.... comical,... and was alluring to the eyes...
A half naked lady squirming on the floor of a dark room; her face, her eyes, her stomach, her thighs,... and even her partially covered nether region and her naked pale breasts,.. all were covered in a milky white liquid.
Dhika: Milk !! ..... or that's what struck Dhika's mind.
While wondering at the essence of the painting, Dhika felt a presence coming to her side,...... and when she turned around hoping it to be Raj,.. it was.......
Old British guy: Ah, "The Drowning Girl" !.... he read the tag, laughing at Dhika.
Dhika: Oh, hi.....uhmm, Scott, isn't it ?.... She smiled graciously
Scott: Yes, my love.
Raj had introduced all of his peers to Dhika,... and Scott was one of them... and oh boy, how could she forget.
Dhika guessed him to be around 55 to 60 years old,... but with his big belly, and short size,..... it was difficult to guess.
Short, white necked and bald,... the round paunchy man, the moment he saw Dhika, took her by surprise, held and kissed her hand,... calling her "Gorgeous Indian beauty"
Dhika: My love ????
Scott: Read what's written here... He directed and smiled mischievously at her.
Curious though, Dhika moved slowly closer to the painting,.... and at the bottom of it, she saw a tiny note written in the same comical style as that of the painting.....
Dhika: "I tired, I failed. I am sorry, Brad. You succeeded, and guess, so did I... Secretly, I love this"
Scott: Did you get what the painting is about?, What the girl is saying ?
Dhika: Hmmmmm,...... No.....
Dhika, confused, shook her head like a little girl who did not know what 1 + 1 was,... and looking at her, Scott laughed.
Scott: Surrender, my love.
Dhika: Surrender ?..... She asked, now more curious... looking back at the portrait
Scott: Yes, Surrender.
Scott: Do you see the thinly veiled erotism ?
Dhika: Erotism,..... What ?
Scott: All that white stuff, we assume its water, or milk,... but doesn't it look like,... Semen ?
A blush creeped into Dhika's cheeks as she realized what was covering the naked lady's body,... and the old man did not stop there...
Scott: The subtext, I read is,... She is drowning in Cum, which symbolizes that she is being promiscuous,... and that she is enjoying it.
Scott: She had tried to fight the urge, but lust took over and she had failed....
Scott: Hence the tears, but with a smile on her lips...
Scott: Or may be just someone came on her face, on her eyes....
Dhika said nay a word,... but the old man's words were making her cheeks turn more pink,... and oddly, her eyes were glued to the Lady's breasts coated with cum.....
Scott: The mentioned of the name Brad suggests a boy friend or a husband, to whom she apologizes for being promiscuous.
Scott: But, the way she said "You succeeded, and guess, so did I" shows that he was open minded and wanted her to pursue it; to explore herself....
Scott: And finally,... Once she got a taste of it,... she couldn't contro***
And before Scott could finish,.. Raj came and interrupted.....
Raj: Shall we leave, Dhika,... its getting***
Dhika: Oh, yes,... please !
All these time, while Scott in-depth explained her about the art, about the cum coated women in the picture,.... Dhika's eyes though looked focussed, were out of focus, and she felt immersed, not at the picture, but inside her thoughts.
She felt herself relatable to what Scott was saying, to the lady in the picture... and unknown to herself, a shiver chilled her spine....
Dhika didn't know what it was,.. whether fear,.. or realization,.. or just reality kicking in.....
And so, as soon as she heard Raj's voice, she turned around,... caught his arm,.. and moved away from it, and away from Scott,... leaving them all and her admirers behind..... ~~
***Back to the present***
The gushing sound of rain water against the wheels, and the splashing sound of rain against the windows kept Dhika lost in her thoughts, mostly thinking about the painting and it's meaning...
Dhika: The drowning girl....
Dhika: Am I,..... her ?
Dhika: But,... John,... he wants me .... he too,... likes.....
She felt confused,... but was trying to convince herself of something.
From the moment they both landed in Mexico, Dhika had been so joyful,... and a little more naughty than her usual self...
Sharmi too had been more than naughtier with John, and it did not bother Dhika one bit,... and she had been having the time of her life,.. With no inhibitions, playing and teasing,... and even sighting the bartender fellow, who had been very kind and polite with Dhika and John when they arrived so early in the morning for check-in....
Hardly looking an year older than Chotu,... the boy had been equally respectful, and hardworking,...
All day laying by the pool, Sharmi had been passing naughty comments about him,.. and Dhika, laying next to her, too had been silently enjoying watching him mix drinks by the pool bar.....
Dhika: What if....
Devil Dhika: So, what...
Devil Dhika: John wants you to enjoy yourself..
Devil Dhika: What's the harm..
Dhika: But....
Dhika: I know,.... Its only fun,.. and nothing more...
Angel Dhika: What if.......
Dhika: No,.. we wouldn't,... I wouldn't,...
Dhika: John too won't... he wouldn't
Dhika: Ahhh.... she bit her lower lip....
Dhika's thoughts were interrupted when she felt a cold hand grip her naked waist.....
The driver had applied a sudden brake,... and the fingers that were holding her protectively over her arm,.. slipped,.. and as Dhika jerked forward due to the brake force,... Raj's left palm let go of her arm,.. and wrapped itself around Dhika,... holding herself firmly over her naked stomach......
And that's when she realized...
She had been sitting on Raj's lap for quite some time,.. and suddenly, Dhika felt his body heat radiating on her,.. especially under her....
As a gentle blush creeped into her cheeks,... Dhika's gaze slipped from the window and she turned inside the car to see what was happenning for it was so quiet except for the soft breaths of hers and Raj's and a somewhat rugged breathing sound of her host.....
And as when she looked at him,... Dhika understood why.
Scott's eyes were scanning her from top to bottom,... travelling the water beads smeared below her neck,... to her softly heaving breasts,.. and down to the wet visible stomach on which Raj's fingers were firmly pressed upon.....
And seeing him openly staring at her,... Dhika felt uncomfortable,.. and she began to squirm on top of Raj.... trying to do something... trying to cover herself,......when Raj leaned upon her...
Raj: It's okay,... don't worry.
Raj: I am here,..
Raj; He is harmless..... and kind at heart.
Saying,.. he pressed his fingers even firmer,..
Dhika felt his other hand join at her stomach, and his fingers interlocking one another.... and being pulled closer to him,.......
She felt him pulling her closer into him as if she was his and like he owned her.
A shy smile appeared on Dhika's lips,... when she completely took in on the fact that she was so freely sitting on her friend's husband, both wet and drenched, but heating upon one another,........ and her eyes looked at Scott once again.....
Raj: Ignore him,... Let him see....
Dhika felt herself jerk, hearing his words........
Dhika: What's with men and exposing their women.... She felt hotter
And before the thought finished in her mind,... Dhika blushed at what she had meant just now....
Biting her lower lip,.. She smiled nervously, and a little naughtily within,..... for thinking herself as Raj's woman.....
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42. Exciting Adventures - Part 1, The First Encounter
Raj: Dhika... Please,... wait inside the car.
Dhika: Atleast let me hold the torch.
Raj: No, please,... sit.... inside, Now !!... He said firmly, but calm.
It was only drizzling a little when they started back from the venue,... but mid-way towards their resort,... the sky broke and rain came pouring down,... and no sooner, the resort's car broke down, and came to a halt in the middle of the road.
Despite their best efforts, the stupid car wouldn't budge,... and with time 5 past mid-night, Dhika was starting to feel scared, sitting in the dark midst Mexican country side.
Raj: Try now...!
Praying god, as she tried and tried the ignition,...... it was all in vain,.... but soon after, Dhika saw flashes of light reflect through her rear view mirror,... and a passerby car pulled next to theirs.
Dhika: Oh, thank god !
Dhika: May be they can..... Oh !
An expensive car pulled next to theirs,.... and opening the back door, a round paunchy man stepped out...
Scott: Blimey,... Are you okay ?
Raj: Scott !!,.. No, the car broke down.
Scott: Ah, buggers,... it's too darn dark to do anything.
Scott: Get in, I will drop you all.
Much to his try, Raj couldn't get the old chauffeur to come with them,... who insisted upon being with the car and wait for the support vehicle,... and hence, leaving him safely inside his car,... Raj got into one side of Scott's car, while Scott held the other door open for Dhika to get in...
Dhika: Thank you very much, Scott,.. she smiled getting in
Scott: Scoot over..... will you, darling ?
Dhika: Oh, here,.. uhn,... waittt....
Getting into the back seat of the car,... while Dhika expected Scott to close the door and get into the front seat,... the round old man made her to scoot over, and prepped himself to join them at the back seat.
Seeing him get in,... without thinking for a second, Dhika jumped up,... and settled herself into Raj's lap....
And Raj, who not expecting that jump, stumbled for a second but instinctively grabbed the side of her left arm protectively.
Scott: Wouldn't you be more comfortable between us, my love ?
Dhika: Again !! My love... ?
Dhika: It's okay, thank you. Please sit freely,...
Scott: It would be much warmer between us.... yeh !.... he laughed
Dhika felt peevish, but hiding it,.. she smiled at him politely, and turned to watch outside the window...
Though she knew that Scott had helped them, she felt annoyed at the bold little man,...
Not just now,... but from the moment she met him earlier that evening.....
***Approximately two hours ago***
En-clad in a translucent saree,... the sandal silk that bound her tight frame took no shame in exposing her slender midriff, her flat stomach and the pinch of her hotness dissolving at the centre, the navel,... and at-least once Dhika noticed every head in the party steal a peek at her bust, or precisely, at her blouse covered milky bosom.
Well, not a party..... A business meet.
Earlier that evening, the resort arranged car stopped in front of a decorated hall and the chauffeur opened the door for Raj and Dhika,...
Just as they stepped into the banquet hall, the waiter at the entrance dropped his silver plate, and every eyes in the room instantly turned towards the sound at the door, at the foot of Dhika,......and on Dhika, and it has been thirty minutes since Dhika got any second of privacy.
Nevertheless,... she was not one to hate it.
Dhika was always used to this kind of attention wherever she went, and now being here, in this new country, she wanted to meet new people, new locals,... but sadly, this was not exactly what she had in mind.
There were people, lots of people, especially many on the older side from all around the world, who were seldom locals.
A couple of old women from the China,.... A huge fellow who resembled a Sumo player from the Japan,... A bunch of white haired finance bureaucrats from the United States,... and a very young women accompanied by a mid-old paunchy British man, or rather,... the young women seemed to be accompanying the British man.
She wanted to meet Mexicans, the locals... but this was neither the place, nor the crowd,... but at-least the art was Mexican. ~~
Old British guy: Lovely, isn't it ?
Dhika: uhmm ?
Of all the arts and the antiques in the room, there was one in particular that made Dhika to take a second look,... and so, she had stopped and was examining it....
Different from all the portraits, this one was peculiar,.... comical,... and was alluring to the eyes...
A half naked lady squirming on the floor of a dark room; her face, her eyes, her stomach, her thighs,... and even her partially covered nether region and her naked pale breasts,.. all were covered in a milky white liquid.
Dhika: Milk !! ..... or that's what struck Dhika's mind.
While wondering at the essence of the painting, Dhika felt a presence coming to her side,...... and when she turned around hoping it to be Raj,.. it was.......
Old British guy: Ah, "The Drowning Girl" !.... he read the tag, laughing at Dhika.
Dhika: Oh, hi.....uhmm, Scott, isn't it ?.... She smiled graciously
Scott: Yes, my love.
Raj had introduced all of his peers to Dhika,... and Scott was one of them... and oh boy, how could she forget.
Dhika guessed him to be around 55 to 60 years old,... but with his big belly, and short size,..... it was difficult to guess.
Short, white necked and bald,... the round paunchy man, the moment he saw Dhika, took her by surprise, held and kissed her hand,... calling her "Gorgeous Indian beauty"
Dhika: My love ????
Scott: Read what's written here... He directed and smiled mischievously at her.
Curious though, Dhika moved slowly closer to the painting,.... and at the bottom of it, she saw a tiny note written in the same comical style as that of the painting.....
Dhika: "I tired, I failed. I am sorry, Brad. You succeeded, and guess, so did I... Secretly, I love this"
Scott: Did you get what the painting is about?, What the girl is saying ?
Dhika: Hmmmmm,...... No.....
Dhika, confused, shook her head like a little girl who did not know what 1 + 1 was,... and looking at her, Scott laughed.
Scott: Surrender, my love.
Dhika: Surrender ?..... She asked, now more curious... looking back at the portrait
Scott: Yes, Surrender.
Scott: Do you see the thinly veiled erotism ?
Dhika: Erotism,..... What ?
Scott: All that white stuff, we assume its water, or milk,... but doesn't it look like,... Semen ?
A blush creeped into Dhika's cheeks as she realized what was covering the naked lady's body,... and the old man did not stop there...
Scott: The subtext, I read is,... She is drowning in Cum, which symbolizes that she is being promiscuous,... and that she is enjoying it.
Scott: She had tried to fight the urge, but lust took over and she had failed....
Scott: Hence the tears, but with a smile on her lips...
Scott: Or may be just someone came on her face, on her eyes....
Dhika said nay a word,... but the old man's words were making her cheeks turn more pink,... and oddly, her eyes were glued to the Lady's breasts coated with cum.....
Scott: The mentioned of the name Brad suggests a boy friend or a husband, to whom she apologizes for being promiscuous.
Scott: But, the way she said "You succeeded, and guess, so did I" shows that he was open minded and wanted her to pursue it; to explore herself....
Scott: And finally,... Once she got a taste of it,... she couldn't contro***
And before Scott could finish,.. Raj came and interrupted.....
Raj: Shall we leave, Dhika,... its getting***
Dhika: Oh, yes,... please !
All these time, while Scott in-depth explained her about the art, about the cum coated women in the picture,.... Dhika's eyes though looked focussed, were out of focus, and she felt immersed, not at the picture, but inside her thoughts.
She felt herself relatable to what Scott was saying, to the lady in the picture... and unknown to herself, a shiver chilled her spine....
Dhika didn't know what it was,.. whether fear,.. or realization,.. or just reality kicking in.....
And so, as soon as she heard Raj's voice, she turned around,... caught his arm,.. and moved away from it, and away from Scott,... leaving them all and her admirers behind..... ~~
***Back to the present***
The gushing sound of rain water against the wheels, and the splashing sound of rain against the windows kept Dhika lost in her thoughts, mostly thinking about the painting and it's meaning...
Dhika: The drowning girl....
Dhika: Am I,..... her ?
Dhika: But,... John,... he wants me .... he too,... likes.....
She felt confused,... but was trying to convince herself of something.
From the moment they both landed in Mexico, Dhika had been so joyful,... and a little more naughty than her usual self...
Sharmi too had been more than naughtier with John, and it did not bother Dhika one bit,... and she had been having the time of her life,.. With no inhibitions, playing and teasing,... and even sighting the bartender fellow, who had been very kind and polite with Dhika and John when they arrived so early in the morning for check-in....
Hardly looking an year older than Chotu,... the boy had been equally respectful, and hardworking,...
All day laying by the pool, Sharmi had been passing naughty comments about him,.. and Dhika, laying next to her, too had been silently enjoying watching him mix drinks by the pool bar.....
Dhika: What if....
Devil Dhika: So, what...
Devil Dhika: John wants you to enjoy yourself..
Devil Dhika: What's the harm..
Dhika: But....
Dhika: I know,.... Its only fun,.. and nothing more...
Angel Dhika: What if.......
Dhika: No,.. we wouldn't,... I wouldn't,...
Dhika: John too won't... he wouldn't
Dhika: Ahhh.... she bit her lower lip....
Dhika's thoughts were interrupted when she felt a cold hand grip her naked waist.....
The driver had applied a sudden brake,... and the fingers that were holding her protectively over her arm,.. slipped,.. and as Dhika jerked forward due to the brake force,... Raj's left palm let go of her arm,.. and wrapped itself around Dhika,... holding herself firmly over her naked stomach......
And that's when she realized...
She had been sitting on Raj's lap for quite some time,.. and suddenly, Dhika felt his body heat radiating on her,.. especially under her....
As a gentle blush creeped into her cheeks,... Dhika's gaze slipped from the window and she turned inside the car to see what was happenning for it was so quiet except for the soft breaths of hers and Raj's and a somewhat rugged breathing sound of her host.....
And as when she looked at him,... Dhika understood why.
Scott's eyes were scanning her from top to bottom,... travelling the water beads smeared below her neck,... to her softly heaving breasts,.. and down to the wet visible stomach on which Raj's fingers were firmly pressed upon.....
And seeing him openly staring at her,... Dhika felt uncomfortable,.. and she began to squirm on top of Raj.... trying to do something... trying to cover herself,......when Raj leaned upon her...
Raj: It's okay,... don't worry.
Raj: I am here,..
Raj; He is harmless..... and kind at heart.
Saying,.. he pressed his fingers even firmer,..
Dhika felt his other hand join at her stomach, and his fingers interlocking one another.... and being pulled closer to him,.......
She felt him pulling her closer into him as if she was his and like he owned her.
A shy smile appeared on Dhika's lips,... when she completely took in on the fact that she was so freely sitting on her friend's husband, both wet and drenched, but heating upon one another,........ and her eyes looked at Scott once again.....
Raj: Ignore him,... Let him see....
Dhika felt herself jerk, hearing his words........
Dhika: What's with men and exposing their women.... She felt hotter
And before the thought finished in her mind,... Dhika blushed at what she had meant just now....
Biting her lower lip,.. She smiled nervously, and a little naughtily within,..... for thinking herself as Raj's woman.....
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