Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

As the huge clock at the lounge gonged and pronounced two of night, Dolly removes gets up from the bed. The old lady was completely naked, as she comes out of the bed. A drunk Shah tried to hold her back, but Dolly pushed him aside on the bed in in a bold authority.
“Susu ja rahi ho jaanu ?...” Shah asks mumbling. He was quite drunk and had sex with Dolly once. Actually, he was amazed as Dolly herself initiated the process, going through a long foreplay.
Dolly stood in front of the mirror, glancing at herself quickly. She quickly brushes her ruffled hair, making it into a tight bun and taking a long breathe preparing herself.
Preparing her mind for the mission she had planned. A mission; impossible.
Dolly took up the loose night dress, wearing it, fastening the waist cord, as Shah mumbled again,”mutne ke liye kapde kyun pehen rahi ho ? Aa jaa jaanu, aur ek baar ho jaye…”.
Dolly, for sure gifted Shah not only to keep him satisfied his ego for keeping him out of everything but also to keep herself active till 2 AM.
Dolly looks at Shah now, sharply, “abhi main ja rahi hu….shhhhh… not a word. Main batti bujhake jaa rahi hu… go to sleep…tomorrow I will give you another surprise…muahhh”. Dealing Shah like a trained whore, Dolly walks switches off the lights and get out of the room.
It was her luck that it was Shah present. It would have been impossible to do anything she is doing now if Siddu was present.
She needs to get Siddu into a open game too someday, Dolly thought as she walked down the stairs.
The old lady slips off the sandals from her feet and steps into the garden, walking down the other way towards the VIP duplex portion of the guest house.
Dolly walks down towards a French window and leaves a breathe of relief. The window pane is still half opened as she left it discreetly and is dark as expected. Been it hidden behind the heavy curtains no one would see it unless drawing the curtains aside.
Dolly closes her eyes for a second and slowly gets into the room.
Sneaking in cat steps she walks down to the bed of Vic.
The soft subdued light of the foot beams showed everything in a very surreal way.
For few moments Dolly stares at the sleeping face of Vic.
A face as innocent as a child and how deeply he slept so.
His breathes are heavy and lacked any rapid eye movements indicating his deep sleep.
To general people Vic slept deeply, but any clinical person would understand that Vic had been drugged by something.
Dolly closes her eyes and gulps her tension and slowly remove the quilt from Vic’s waist.
Slipping down the boxer by her left hand, Dolly slowly runs her fingers over the young boy’s sleeping manhood.
The trained fingers of a long timed trained slut played over the boy’s private parts as Dolly stared at Vic’s face in an eagle’s way.
A faint smile ran over Dolly’s lips as she felt the growing manhood of the semi-unconscious boy. Dolly held the manhood and started to jerk it slowly.
Caressing and indulging introduction to the forbidden apple.
Sumi looked at the clock and then to herself at the huge mirror.
She looked soft and rather chaste. Dressed in a salwar kurta, her wet longs hairs open and middle parted clearly. Sumi was not happy. She was not sure how Dinesh sir may react seeing her in salwar kurta. She also wanted to dry up her hair, but there was no time. It is already 6:50 and she is asked to be in his suite at 7.
Sumi didn’t expected herself to be called upon so early by Dinesh.
She didn’t have proper sleep at night, disturbed and vexed by depressing dreams.
However, the events didn’t end after she walked out of the room of Dinesh as she expected it to be.
As Sumi reached to her room, she found a bell boy awaiting who respectfully asks her if he would carry her luggage to her new room.
Sumi was taken aback for a few moments and then understood it instantly.
Dinesh sir had changed her room.
“It will take me ten minutes, …will you please…” Sumi try to request the bell boy who hurriedly replies he would wait longer if required and requests her to take her own time for packing.
Sumi gulps her respect and quickly packs her belongings. It’s a boon to her that her roommate didn’t arrive till now and she want to go away before she returns.
As Sumi walked with the bell boy to the other floor, the bell boy respectfully lets her know that her dinner had been served in her room.
Sumi takes a gulp seeing the lavish suite she had been put into.
Though not that extravagant that of Dinesh’s suite, it is no less lavish than his rather it had softness and rather a romantic look that Dinesh’s suite lacked.
Sumi walks around into the suite. She was not happy.
She could see Dinesh’s giggling face imagining her in this grand place.
Slowly she walks to the huge lounge of the suite. Towards the glass wall that overlooked the fiery sea.
Lights slowly light up as Sumi advances as she now sees a huge dinner set over the small table for two.
Sumi walks to the table. It had a twelve course dinner served for one. A cider bottle was half emerged from the shining bucket filled with ice.
Along with the wonderful dinner laid a brown sealed packet over the table.
Sumi picks up the packet and opens it.
A stack of notes fall out along with a note.
It read;”Sumi, your charge for dining naked tonight. I don’t want to disappoint you. And don’t you disappoint me. Strip down and get to eat and drink. Cheers,
Dinesh
P.S: Be honest enough to strip down. Because you cannot trick me ”….
Sumi stood dumbstruck reading the note.
 
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