Yesterday, 06:53 PM
Nasir’s eyes kept drifting toward me every few moments. He was staring at my body, at my bare shoulders and my tight, prominent boobs, only to immediately turn back and resume his conversation with Saud.
I truly felt a pang of envy toward Nasir. God had created him so handsome and had, moreover, blessed him with immense wealth.
A short while later, that same waiter began serving us our meal. I noticed that he wasn't looking in my direction even once anymore. I realised that the fear of his boss, who, meanwhile, hadn't taken his own hungry eyes off me, had finally begun to weigh on him. Secretly, in the depths of my heart, I smiled at his predicament.
Nasir spoke up: “Come on, man, let me show you my office; it’s just a short distance from here. If Bhabhi gets a chance to see it too, she can drop by our little office sometime whenever she finds the time.” Written by Mairi.
Saud replied: “Oh, no, man- we’ll come another time. We still have to head home, and I have some ‘important work’ to attend to.” He said this while winking at Nasir.
“Shut up, you bastard (Saale Madarchod) - You have to come. Right, Bhabhi? You’re up for it, aren’t you? Or do you also have some ‘important work’ to attend to with him?” Nasir asked, winking at me this time.
I didn't give a verbal reply, but looking over at Saud, I nodded in agreement. And so, we got into the car.
On the way there, we continued talking about Nasir and his business and his wealth. It wasn't that we lacked anything ourselves, but the truth was, a truth we both had come to realise, that Nasir was leagues ahead of us. Maitri's creation.
Suddenly, pinching my breasts right through my shirt, Saud said:
“Darling... it looks like you’ve lost your heart to Nasir.”
Smiling, and feigning a playful anger, I slapped his hand away and retorted:
“So, should I just go to him then- since I’ve supposedly lost my heart to him?”
Both of them burst out laughing.
Running his hand over my thigh, right over my tight trousers, Saud remarked:
“By the way, … Nasir has really been floored by your beauty.”
I smiled back and replied:
“Yeah… and that waiter got floored by my beauty too, didn't he? So, what are we supposed to do about him? The poor guy is probably still throbbing down there; he won't find any peace until he gets home and jerks off.” Edited by Funlover.
Just like that- amidst such lighthearted banter, an hour flew by. We said our goodbyes to Nasir, left his office, and headed toward our home.
Nothing particularly noteworthy happened on the way.
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Stay tuned readers.
Maitri.
I truly felt a pang of envy toward Nasir. God had created him so handsome and had, moreover, blessed him with immense wealth.
A short while later, that same waiter began serving us our meal. I noticed that he wasn't looking in my direction even once anymore. I realised that the fear of his boss, who, meanwhile, hadn't taken his own hungry eyes off me, had finally begun to weigh on him. Secretly, in the depths of my heart, I smiled at his predicament.
Nasir spoke up: “Come on, man, let me show you my office; it’s just a short distance from here. If Bhabhi gets a chance to see it too, she can drop by our little office sometime whenever she finds the time.” Written by Mairi.
Saud replied: “Oh, no, man- we’ll come another time. We still have to head home, and I have some ‘important work’ to attend to.” He said this while winking at Nasir.
“Shut up, you bastard (Saale Madarchod) - You have to come. Right, Bhabhi? You’re up for it, aren’t you? Or do you also have some ‘important work’ to attend to with him?” Nasir asked, winking at me this time.
I didn't give a verbal reply, but looking over at Saud, I nodded in agreement. And so, we got into the car.
On the way there, we continued talking about Nasir and his business and his wealth. It wasn't that we lacked anything ourselves, but the truth was, a truth we both had come to realise, that Nasir was leagues ahead of us. Maitri's creation.
Suddenly, pinching my breasts right through my shirt, Saud said:
“Darling... it looks like you’ve lost your heart to Nasir.”
Smiling, and feigning a playful anger, I slapped his hand away and retorted:
“So, should I just go to him then- since I’ve supposedly lost my heart to him?”
Both of them burst out laughing.
Running his hand over my thigh, right over my tight trousers, Saud remarked:
“By the way, … Nasir has really been floored by your beauty.”
I smiled back and replied:
“Yeah… and that waiter got floored by my beauty too, didn't he? So, what are we supposed to do about him? The poor guy is probably still throbbing down there; he won't find any peace until he gets home and jerks off.” Edited by Funlover.
Just like that- amidst such lighthearted banter, an hour flew by. We said our goodbyes to Nasir, left his office, and headed toward our home.
Nothing particularly noteworthy happened on the way.
************************************************************.
Stay tuned readers.
Maitri.
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