16-01-2026, 03:54 PM
After stroking her pussy with two fingers she is getting close then she typed stop Athidi.... Now wear any
sexy dress....
"Show me some clothes," Gupta typed. "Something sexy."
"I don’t know how far I should go," Athidhi said. "We’re on an oil rig—I can’t walk around in a negligee.
Besides... I didn’t bring much sexy stuff with me. I knew you wouldn’t be here and I didn’t think I’d be dressing up for..." She blushed"
"You’re not doing anything wrong, Gupta reassured her. I want this as much as you do.
"No!" I yelled at the screen. "No, I don’t!
"How about business clothes? Gupta asked.
Athidhi wrinkled her forehead. "Business clothes aren’t sexy." Depends how you wear them.
Remember how you dressed for your interview with Gupta? Gupta asked.
Athidhi smirked. "Oh. You mean, like, unbutton a few buttons and things?"
Yes. Hey, what do you think of Gupta, by the way? Would you want to sleep with him? Gupta typed.
I fumed. He was fishing for compliments!
Athidhi looked abashed for a second, but then nodded. "He is pretty hot. Nice arms." She shook her head as
if to clear it. "But we’re not talking about Gupta. We’re talking about Rahul. Let me see what I can do."
As she dug in the room’s small closet,
I turned Gupta’s question over and over in my head. I’d thought the plan had been to trick my wife into
fucking Rahul. But what else did he have planned? Clearly, Gupta was hoping to take his turn. Surely she’d
never agree to that, though, or anything more. An experiment with one guy—maybe. But she couldn’t be
corrupted so far that she’d sleep around with different members of the crew.
My guts twisted. Could she?!
Athidhi turned from the closet and held up a blouse and a skirt. A short skirt.
“I don’t normally wear it,” she said.
“It’s a little too tight on me, and it’s really short. But....”
I love it, Gupta told her. He’ll love it. Change into it. See if you can find a sexier bra to go with it.
Athidhi nodded happily. Either she was eager to please, or she was so turned on by the idea of fucking Rahul
that she was getting aroused by the idea of dressing up for him. Maybe a little of both.
sexy dress....
"Show me some clothes," Gupta typed. "Something sexy."
"I don’t know how far I should go," Athidhi said. "We’re on an oil rig—I can’t walk around in a negligee.
Besides... I didn’t bring much sexy stuff with me. I knew you wouldn’t be here and I didn’t think I’d be dressing up for..." She blushed"
"You’re not doing anything wrong, Gupta reassured her. I want this as much as you do.
"No!" I yelled at the screen. "No, I don’t!
"How about business clothes? Gupta asked.
Athidhi wrinkled her forehead. "Business clothes aren’t sexy." Depends how you wear them.
Remember how you dressed for your interview with Gupta? Gupta asked.
Athidhi smirked. "Oh. You mean, like, unbutton a few buttons and things?"
Yes. Hey, what do you think of Gupta, by the way? Would you want to sleep with him? Gupta typed.
I fumed. He was fishing for compliments!
Athidhi looked abashed for a second, but then nodded. "He is pretty hot. Nice arms." She shook her head as
if to clear it. "But we’re not talking about Gupta. We’re talking about Rahul. Let me see what I can do."
As she dug in the room’s small closet,
I turned Gupta’s question over and over in my head. I’d thought the plan had been to trick my wife into
fucking Rahul. But what else did he have planned? Clearly, Gupta was hoping to take his turn. Surely she’d
never agree to that, though, or anything more. An experiment with one guy—maybe. But she couldn’t be
corrupted so far that she’d sleep around with different members of the crew.
My guts twisted. Could she?!
Athidhi turned from the closet and held up a blouse and a skirt. A short skirt.
“I don’t normally wear it,” she said.
“It’s a little too tight on me, and it’s really short. But....”
I love it, Gupta told her. He’ll love it. Change into it. See if you can find a sexier bra to go with it.
Athidhi nodded happily. Either she was eager to please, or she was so turned on by the idea of fucking Rahul
that she was getting aroused by the idea of dressing up for him. Maybe a little of both.
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