Rachana admired herself in the full-length mirror. She turned on the balls of her feet and gazed over her shoulder. The crooked little smile and the twinkle in her big brown eyes showed she liked what she saw.
Her black hair lay soft on her shoulders. Her breasts were unencumbered by a bra. The sleeveless, white blouse fit tight around her rib cage, lifting and displaying those orbs. The two top buttons were open to “let her breasts breathe,” as she liked to say.
The red skirt came to mid thigh. It fit like a glove, displaying shapely legs in sheer stockings. She wore red flats; heels made it hard to drive. With a self-satisfied smile, she grabbed her purse and trotted out the door, ready and eager for her adventure. Read more »
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After breakfast, when they were back in the car, the talk slowed and Sushmita moved her seat to a reclined position. Her eyes fell shut.
“A nap?” Harish asked.
“Naw, just relaxing, you know?”
He put the car in gear, they had some seventy kms to go before their destination and he heard her breathing grow steady as he turned onto the highway. Sushmita dozed but didn’t sleep, opening her eyes and sitting forward at turns and stops. After a while she found the steady soft vibration of the car arousing her. She opened her eyes just a crack. Harish had put on sunglasses and was driving with a steady, relaxed watchfulness. Now and then turning his head to look at passing attractions that she couldn’t see from her low position. Read more »
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Ellora Prabhakar was drunk, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t her fault—a bottle of Sula and two rum cocktails did that to a girl. Sanjay and Hari promised it wouldn’t turn into a business dinner—but that’s what they always said. Ellora usually spent dinner gossiping with Hari’s wife, Shreya. But she had cancelled at the last second and stayed home instead. So Ellora was all alone with two MBAs. Who could blame her for drinking a bit more than usual?
“If we go for a Versova property, we’ll get a fifteen per cent margin,” said Hari.
“And a whopping big EMI,” said Sanjay. “Whereas we can afford Malad without an EMI.”
“But it only has a ten per cent margin.”
Sanjay breathed deeply. “It certainly is a big decision.” Read more »
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I was waiting for my boyfriend at my home because we had planned for a long drive before I go to Italy for a business trip and he was to go Delhi for a job interview. There was time of one week in our hands to proceed on our jobs but we had to prepare a lot for our job and we both were not sure whether we would get another chance of meeting, so we made an immediate program of meeting (Readers knows it very well that not only for meeting but much more than a meeting)
It was rainy season and shower clouds were traveling all over the sky with start and stop of rain. I saw time on my wrist watch. It was 3.30 pm. He was to come at around 4.30 pm, still about one hour’s time, but I was feeling restless. I was ready to proceed with my favorite dress of jeans and top on my sexy body. I looked myself in a full size mirror. The god have gifted me a beautiful shaped body with sharp up and down at required places which make a female body beautiful and very sexy. I would like to mention that I am not only owner of a beautiful sexy body with dream figures of 34 – 26 – 36, but my beautiful oval shaped face with dark black hairs and blue eyes made me more beautiful.
I have noticed that people, either male or female, used to watch me for a long time whenever I go out. I know that my hips move in a very sexy way when I walk and my well-shaped boobs (generally in tight cloths) make every man mad. I like to wear good dresses all the time which suits on me and makes me more beautiful and sexier. I smile under my lips when males watch me with a lot of sex in their eyes and females watch me with a jealous feeling in her eyes. I always thank god for giving me such an extra ordinary beauty and I always take a lot of care of my beauty and figure by doing regular yoga and exercise. Many peoples in my family, relatives and friend circle feels that I can become an actress but I am not interested. I should not mention more about my beauty and come to the point. Read more »
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Sakshi Patel sat on a stool at the bar of a local watering hole Planet Bollywood. She was just about finished with her second drink, vodka and cranberry juice. Looking around at the other patrons, she noticed she was the only woman. The mixture of men in the bar ranged from a couple of college boys to several seasoned gentlemen.
The two younger customers sat at a table directly behind Sakshi, drinking beer straight from the brown bottle. She could hear them laughing and making remarks about the girls they went to school with. Sakshi slowly swivelled her stool so the college students could see her profile.
Dressed in a short black skirt that was slit to her upper thigh and a see-through top that clung to her trim body, she knew their eyes would be glued to her. Beneath her black top, a shear bra contained her firm breasts. The thin material did very little to hide her nipples. Her stockings were dark with small roses embroidered in them at the ankle, held in place with a garter belt. Read more »
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Ganesh Acharya leaned back in the old steel double wide lawn chair, and watched as Priyanka took care of old Mr. Mule’s needs. Priyanka greeted Mr. Mule, started the petrol pump and then checked under the hood before beginning to wash and dry all the windows of the Ambassador. Ganesh was glad he had hired Priyanka. He’d always been glad.
Had anyone asked him, he’d gladly have admitted that when he first hired her it was mostly for her looks. She was a babe. Eighteen, fresh, pretty, vivacious, with high round teenage breasts and hips to kill for, her black pony tail bobbed and waved as she went over the car. When she reached to get a spot in the middle of the windshield, one leg came off the ground and Ganesh had a nice view of the crotch of her cut offs and the white panties she was wearing under them. Priyanka usually wore a T shirt to work at the petrol station, but today she was wearing a halter top and Ganesh had been half stiff since she reported for work. It was Friday and they stayed open an hour longer on Fridays.
The other reason he’d hired her was because she was his brother’s daughter. He’d watched her grow up and now that she was almost a woman he really enjoyed being around her. She adored him and in any situation other than at work she’d have run up to him and thrown her arms around him, pressing her tight little body against him and giving him a sloppy kiss on the lips. They’d been buddies for years. Read more »
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