Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Sumi was feeling extremely uneasy and confused. She never expected a situation like this before. Yes, she had expected Rajiv to be at his worst, but not as a complete different persona altogether. Rajiv was so very different. Sumi could feel, he was trying to take out all his revenges and trying be as perverted as Dinesh Sir, but however, his sickness is making him turn into a different being.
A person Sumi never knew.
A person she never expected to see in Rajiv.
Sumi didn't knew what was she supposed to do as she roamed around in the huge garden and orchard with Roberto.
Is she supposed to flirt with him ? Seduce him ? Please him to get something for Rajiv ? Or he is just a test and Rajiv wants to see how slutty she acts when out of his eyes ?
The little girl couldn't think more.
Roberto was talking all the way, saying how beautiful India is and how beautiful are the girls. He had always liked Indian beauties and so on.
Suddenly he holds Sumi's hand and Sumi looks up.
She knew, she needed to be act pricey.
"Excuse me !..." Sumi raises her eyebrow, "You want to say something ?"
Roberto grinned,"errr... nothing...it's normal to hold hands while walking, isn't it dear?"
"Not in our culture ..." Sumi smiled a little,"but since you are our guest today...I can't deny you...my fiancée may feel bad..." Sumi said with a smiling tone. Inside she felt like giggling hard. This guy may not know how many men Rajiv made her sleep and get sexually harassed by.
But this guy seemed incorrigible and kept on blabbering!
This was something she never did or never knew how to manage.
She had either been taken crude or being sent somewhere where people would come out of their specific need instantly, she had nothing much to do, herself.
But this time it was different. Roberto introduced him as the chief architect of all projects of Dinesh sir and Rajiv. She couldn't probably shoo him off so easily.
"So you want me to take this oldie for giving you the 30 acres mangrove land I hold?" Solanki said looking at Rajiv.
They now sat in the second floor, beside the indoor pool, with sun rays coming through the glass top.
They both lay on two pool couches.
"I told you, she is a pro pros..." Rajiv says in a soft tone," she will actually take care of all your dreams... I can assure you that..."
"Now come on..." Silanki laughed, "you call me here discreetly, to show this old crap and that kinky semi-retarded doll, whom you call your fiancée ?"
Rajiv smiles a little crude, "so you like her too!"
Solanki looked at Rajiv, "I remember her, yes...the trade fair of last February... You joined up later...she was there as a hostess... and Patel asked her to get coffee for us..and..."
"And..." Rajiv asks in a husky voice.
Solanki giggled,"You know Patel, he just got her both tits popped out from her blouse... in that open conference room, you did one tit today ? Oh... he was ahead of you any day..." Solanki roared in laughter as Rajiv's face grow dark in anger.
Right then Dolly entered, pushing the cart of drinks and chocolates.
The old woman was readily dressed for the poolside.
Rather shamelessly, but appropriate to the designation and introduction Rajiv had gave her off.
Her huge shaggy tits were hanging from an orange string top and below was a micro mini hot pant. Her hair, gelled and pulled back, in a high pony, she looked ready for the poolside.
Dolly smiles and kneel between the two men, making the drinks.
She knew, today Rajiv is like a VVIP client she had handled so many days.
"I will think about your proposal Rajiv,..." Solanki says, looking at Dolly in the corner of his eyes.
"But...well... don't mind... your fiancée and your...well... Dolly...kind of looks similar in some ways..."Solanki says in a normal tone.
Rajiv looks up for a moment and looks at Dolly. The old woman sat stone-faced. Rajiv placed his hand on Dolly's head and tapped affectionately, "Well.. Sumi is her daughter !..."
Solanki was really surprised. "Daughter ! Your fiancée is your keep's daughter !... But that is nice... " Solanki smiles, "Rather a good gesture from your end to give the girl a future,..."
Rajiv smiles, "ahhh... you know, it is the other way round..." and slaps Dolly's ass in a rude mock giggling, "my finance's mother...is my keep..." and giggling slide downs the hot pant of the helpless old woman a little, flashing out her ass crack.
Sumi felt a little better as Roberto left after the stroll from downstairs and said he will contact Rajiv himself later and that he is awfully late.
Sumi climbed up to the second floor, as she was informed that Rajiv is there.
The little girl was feel tired now.
Her head was reeling with drinking cider and then walking around for so long. She wished she could take some rest. Her heart had been beating hard to face what more Rajiv have in his heart stored for them.
As she reached to the second floor, Sumi could hear the faint laughters and giggles.
This is a known voice.
Voice of her mother.
Slowly the little girl crossed the corridor and walked to the indoor poolside area and was taken aback for a moment.
Rajiv was laid in a pool bench, with his face down, and her mother was sitting over his hips, massaging his back by rubbing her shaggy bosom over her would be son-in-laws back and giggling and moaning.
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