Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Dolly sat at the corner of the kitchen, dressed up in the knee length dress, panting hard. She had performed a wild feat right then and was panting to gather her air back. The old lady had been skeptical about her success and took this impossible mission to confuse Vic got clicked.
The old women indeed show a magnificent performance.
As soon as the cook was out of the eyesight, Dolly instantly stripped to her skin, stuffing her saree and other related wardrobe in a kitchen cupboard and walked in to the room Vic sat. She walked right in, though her heart trembled, but she looked at nothing and passed through the other door in front of the flabbergasted Vic, she leaves through the other door, and crawling under the stairs and running across the garden she slip in through the servant’s toilet and reach the kitchen, pulling out the dress and putting it over her naked body.
Right then the footsteps could be heard and Dolly pulls her up like a springing doll and puts up the gas stove to simmering, get seriously into making the broth.
A confused Vic stood in the doorway.
His eyes were bursting out and he looked nervous
Dolly turned and smiled a little, “Coffee or tea?”
Vic smiles a bit nervous,” err, you were here?…” and stays still.
Dolly knew this was the chance,”Ji !...Kuch kehna hain Sir ?”
Vic startles for a moment.
Dolly tries to manage her victorious giggle inside and aks again, “what is the matter sir ?”
“Oh…yes, I mean, will you come with the coffee please ? I mean, I needed to discuss something…”Vic ejaculates.
“Discuss? With me?” Dolly raises her one eyebrow so delicately that Vic Vic feels really shameful.
“err… the travel plan…well, you please come with the coffee…by the way, you were all through at the kitchen, right so” and he leaves abruptly.
Dolly leaves a reliving sigh. The work is now cent per cent successful.
Dolly puts on the percolator and looks around and gets stiff.
A small part of her saree is caught between the cupboard was visible. It was just her sheer luck that Vic didn’t notice or else her whole work would have been amiss. Dolly pushes the piece of cloth in and pours coffee in two mugs. All she now needs is to wait for the darwan to return and walks to the lounge with coffee mugs.
Sumi stood in the palatial bathroom, holding the basin. The little girl could feel her teeth chattering, her knees knocking and her whole body shaking in terror and nervousness. She had least expected Rajiv here and couldn’t imagine how nasty and rude will he be on her.
Sumi knew, this time she had actually been caught selling herself red handed to Rajiv.
She has no choice now.
But, it was Rajiv who had pimped her to Dinesh sir, at least, that is what Rajiv knows. Or is he aware of her previous acquaintance with Dinesh sir. Sumi couldn’t think more. Her heart was thumping. She knew she was taking too much time in washroom and anytime Rajiv can hurl inside, pushing aside the sliding door.
Sumi had already changed herself to her mundane old long skirt and shirt but couldn’t carry herself out of the washroom. The terrible fear had encroached upon the young little girl.
But she also knew she was being late now. Another possible blunder added on and Sumi manages to splash several handful of cold water on her face, gathering her sense back.
Sumi walks out of the washroom, her cheeks and neck was still cooled with cold water.
The girl was in her long skirt and her shirt top which got a bit wet in front, her long shampooed hair tied in a high pony with a singular simple rubber band, making her long, wavy, silky tresses reach till her waist.
Sumi walks out towards the living room, where Rajiv sat. The little girl would have felt better if Rajiv would be in the bedroom, the attached wash she had occupied for over some twenty minutes.
Sumi enters the living room and find Rajiv still engrossed in the news of the television. Completely confused, the little girl suddenly felt utterly vulnerable. Is Rajiv completely ignoring her now? Sumi doesn’t feels it to be a good sign for herself anyway.
The little girl’s legs tremble so much and feel so nervous, Sumi helps herself by occupying her nearest sofa, leaving her weight upon. Lke a stone statute she awaits for the verdict of her beloved.
Seconds passed like minutes and minutes passed like hours to the little girl who sat waiting to be humiliated and used.
Suddenly Rajiv looks up at her and the little girl freezes in panic.
But to Sumi’s dismay, Rajiv smiles a surprised pleasant smile,” arey, Sumi ! Tu kab se gupchup yaha baithi hain ?”
Sumi almost startles and kind off stammers to reply but Rajiv was benevolent enough to carry on, “come here re…” and pats the double sofa he is sitting on.
Sumi stands up exactly like a zombie, she knew she needed to follow all what Rajiv said and walks traight to him sitting beside assiduously.
Rajiv however seemed much casual and placing his arms over Sumi’s shoulder carries on watching the news.
Sumi didn’t knew what to do.
Is she supposed to watch the news?
Does it has any connection to what Rajiv is going to do with him? But it is all political and much complicated for her to understand.
Abruptly as the commercials appear over the screen Rajiv looks at Sumi, “Sorry dear, was so engrossed in the news… waise, I am very hungry, aren’t you? Let’s order some pre dinner stuffs…”
Sumi was much surprised and petrified with Rajiv’s so a normal act but had actually no choice than to nod instantly. Rajiv walks up to the room service phone and murmurs some order and suddenly looks at Sumi after placing the mouth piece on the cradle.
“Sumi, do you really like the cider? Would I order that?” Rajiv asks very normally.
The little girl nods her head negative instantly,”no no, I don’t like her!”
Rajiv suddenly smiles sweet,” come on Sumi, don’t panic dear! Should I order that for you or would you have a pink gin?”
Sumi suddenly lost everything.
The little girl lost her mind, her vulnerability, her stiffness seeing that special smile on Rajiv’s face.
It was her own, very own Rajiv’s smile.
The Rajiv she loves madly.
Her cow like eyes suddenly changes to a deer’s eyes and whispers, ”anything you wish...”.
Rajiv looks at Sumi’s eyes straight and whispers, “why did you stop?”
Sumi repeats her unfinished statement, now making it complete, “anything you wish dear…”
Rajiv’s eyes sparkles and smiles sweetly ordering in the phone and gets back to his place beside her.
Sumi smiled courtly, a bit stiff as Rajiv stared at her face for few seconds with a smiling face, “I have ordered some pink gin for you, it tastes better than cider for sure…”
Sumi shivers up hearing the name of the liquor, the latter one.
The drink she is connected with Dinesh sir. So Rajiv is all set for attacking.
But to Sumi’s utter dismay, Rajiv didn’t even pursue the topic of cider anymore and rather conversed on normal stuffs.
They were so casual and regular that even Sumi felt she cannot remember last when she had such a conversation with Rajiv.
The girl got more confused when the snacks were served, with each item of especially her favorite. She was also arrested by the look of the pink liquor served in the cocktail glass.
The little girl didn’t knew how the time flew by and when did she had changed her sitting position several times, presently being half laying over Rajiv’s lap as he gently ran his fingers through her tresses.
The third glass remained empty over the table, but it wasn’t the cocktail that made the little girl overwhelmed and cuddle over Rajiv’s lap. A person she had feared like hell a couple of hours back.
But the little girl knew, it was her own Rajiv. The Rajiv she loves, she adores and that Rajiv who cares for her and loves her.
Sumi was boggling with joy in her mind. Rajiv hadn’t touched her inappropriately, far the question of being harsh. His hands and lips had been romantic and had ran around only over harmless areas.
The little girl’s eyes were closed as rajiv stoked her wavy tresses by one hand and hugging her closer, was kissing the much abused girl dexterously over her neck.
“Kuch bologi nahi …” Rajiv whispers.
“Kya batau ?” Sumi whispers back, she felt herself in heaven.
“Kuch bi jaan…”
“Phir to yeah mangungi ki yeah raat ki subah na ho…”
“Rajiv smiles and whispers,” Kyun…raat gayee baat gayee ? It is not so Sumi…” and hugs her tighter.
The little girl, more engrossed whispers, “Rajiv…” and opens her eyes and making duck lips out of her pout, fleshy lips she whispered, “I’m on work na ! I have to be on duty tomorrow…”. The liquor had made the little girl forgotten she had no proper answer if Rajiv would enquire about her exact job for tomorrow.
Rajiv raises Sumi’s face and looks at the little girl’s eyes and smiles.
Suddenly the idiot girl realized what a blunder she has done.
=========