Previous Part: My college mate is a stripper now! – Part 2
I took her to my hotel room on Monday, and Gautam was feeling better now. Gautam, Roopa and I went out for dinner on Monday evening. Roopa was wearing a deep V-neck lace top with a cocktail-length skirt. A 3-inch cleavage was visible.
Gautam did a good job of not staring at it, even when he was sitting opposite us at the table. I didn’t expect her to wear this to dinner with my colleague, so I didn’t say anything either. Fortunately, he didn’t remember Roopa from the strip club. He was completely drunk by the time Roopa gave him a lap dance.
Thanks to the dim lights and slutty makeup, she was in a way that made her normal look completely distinguished. I introduced Roopa to Gautam and told her that she’s my college mate. Roopa remembered Gautam very well, and she couldn’t control the naughty smirk on her face.
When Gautam went to wash his hands, Roopa whispered, “Gautam played with my nipples.” Though I personally saw it, I didn’t expect her to say that there. I felt unusually turned on by her naughty comment. I hushed her, told her to keep quiet and said, “He doesn’t remember you.”
We left the restaurant and came to the hotel. I made love to Roopa. Her erotic comment on Gautam at the restaurant made me horny. I fucked her better than the previous day at the club.
The next day at the office, we got the news that we are leaving Taiwan. I informed my boss regarding Roopa, and he was happy to hear this. We were both close, working in the same office for the past 9 years. He helped to book Roopa’s flight to India with me.
I told Roopa by phone, and she was excited to start a new life with me. She was more than happy that she could finally start a healthy relationship with her college crush. She didn’t have many things to pack. I, however, after packing things up, got ready to go to the airport.
Gautam and Roopa took the flight and arrived at Hyderabad, where I stay near my office. Gautam was living with his wife and kids just a few kilometres away from the office. Roopa and I were excited about the new start. We unpacked the things and arranged our flat.
On the good side, Roopa got comfortable in my flat really fast. She was wearing a long sleeveless t-shirt that covered just till her upper thighs, she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties, which made her look sexy. Her nipples poked the t-shirt, and her boobs swayed all along as she cleaned the floor.
I didn’t disturb her as we moved things around. We sat down, and the time was almost 9.
There was a knock on the door, I went and saw through the peephole, it was my boss and his wife, who had probably come to wish us. They live in the apartment that is just 4 blocks away. I told Roopa to get dressed. She quickly understood this and went inside the bedroom.
I opened the door. My boss, Mr. Rakesh and his wife, Mrs. Gauri, came in. Rakesh hugged me and wished me. Gauri gave me a handshake. Rakesh is 7 years older than me, Gauri, 3. We sat on the sofa, and Gauri asked me about my wife.
I called Roopa by her name, and she came out a few seconds later. She was wearing a loose half-sleeve t-shirt and casual gym shorts. It was completely exposing the major part of her thighs, and her nipples poked through her t-shirt. She walked towards us as her boobs swayed sideways.
I was not expecting this in front of my boss. I saw Rakesh smiling at Roopa. He got up to wish Roopa, but she instead hugged him and said Thank you. Rakesh must have felt Roopa’s nipples against his chest. She then hugged Gauri, who was very gentle and kind.
Gauri has been married to Rakesh for 9 years. They don’t have a kid. Rakesh, at times, mentioned in a few places that they are not planning for a baby as they want to live carefree.
Gauri is from Goa, more like a traditional Goan woman. She’s chubby and just the same height as Roopa. Her back and side profiles are more like a MILF and tempting.
Roopa sat with me, crossing her legs like she used to always, holding my hands. Rakesh could easily see her under the thigh. We talked for a while, and they invited us to dinner in their apartment the next day. They said it’s a traditional festival back in Goa. I accepted the invite.
They left our apartment at 10. Roopa and I went to sleep after dinner as we were tired from the journey earlier that day.
The next day, I worked from home, and I saw Roopa excited about the dinner with Rakesh. She said she liked Gauri, who was the extreme opposite of Roopa. We got dressed up, I was in my shirt and pants, Roopa was wearing a simple salwar kameez, as it’s just a dinner.
We arrived at my boss’s apartment at 8, as they had asked us to. Rakesh opened the door for us. And he was in a traditional north Indian outfit, a red shirt and a cotton dhoti salwar wrapped around his waist. Then came Gauri, a complete shock for me, as she was just in her blouse and skirt.
Huge boobs were traced by the blouse hanging in front of her. A wide, chubby navel completely exposed, her skirt was just at her knee height, making her look so lusty and erotic. They welcomed us and we sat on their living room couch. Roopa became curious and asked about Gauri’s dress.
She said it’s a traditional Goan outfit they used to wear during such festivals. When Gauri was explaining this to me, I saw Rakesh. He wasn’t all happy because of Gauri’s revealing outfit in front of us. However, he managed to hide it well and played along.
Roopa, seemingly a bit more interested in Gauri’s attire, probably due to her past. Roopa asked Gauri whether there was an extra set for her to try on. Gauri was extremely delighted by Roopa’s kind gesture of trying on the traditional attire.
However, Gauri told Roopa that the blouse wouldn’t fit her as it was too big for her. Roopa said Let’s try it and I was happy that Rakesh could relax a bit because Roopa was going to wear the same outfit as his wife. I supported Roopa for her decision.
Rakesh and I were talking about some random official stuff when the ladies were in the bedroom. 5 minutes later, Gauri came out, followed by Roopa. My heart actually skipped a beat as Roopa stepped out. She was wearing her purple bra and Gauri’s skirt tied at the lower waist.
Roopa’s deep cleavage and her entire navel were visible; however, her thighs were a bit more covered than Gauri’s. I didn’t act weird. Roopa came and sat with me. She said, Gauri’s blouse didn’t fit her as it’s much bigger in size than me.
She held her hands in front of her boobs while saying that, indicating Gauri’s breast size. Gauri laughed and tapped on Roopa’s hands to lower them. We laughed, and things went smoothly. At times, Rakesh stared at Roopa’s cleavage and navel.
We had dinner, and Rakesh pulled out a bottle of alcohol. Cheers came from Roopa and Gauri as they were excited. Songs were played on the TV, and we started drinking. It was going all good until the 3rd peg when Rakesh asked Gauri for a dance. Gauri was too tired from preparing dinner.
Surprisingly, Roopa joined him. I was a bit drunk, I said to Roopa to enjoy, and she joined hands with Rakesh. I saw Gauri, she looked at me and smiled. Rakesh and Roopa starred in dancing. What started like a casual dance turned strange.
Roopa started doing stripper moves like shaking her ass, running her hands all over her body, especially her boobs. Rakesh was enjoying that; he grabbed her and tried his best to cooperate. In a while, Roopa pressed her ass against Rakesh’s dick and started giving him a standing lap dance.
Gauri looked plain as she keenly looked at them dancing. The song changed to an item number, and Roopa looked at me and winked. I knew something was going to happen. Roopa unleashed her stripper personality, pressing her ass against Rakesh’s dick.
She pulled Rakesh’s hands and wrapped them around her navel, making Rakesh rub her navel and the area under her boobs.
Gauri cheered Roopa for her bold moves. Rakesh seemed more interested in Roopa now as she’s making all slutty moves on him. Roopa’s boobs bounced in her bra, giving Rakesh a good view.
This went on for a while, and before anything serious happened, the song stopped, bringing everyone in the room back to normal. Gauri and I clapped for the performance. But I was seriously worried about things that had gone extremely wrong.
However, I couldn’t avoid the horny thoughts that ran through my mind when I saw Roopa with Rakesh. We drank for a while, and Roopa got dressed up. We left Rakesh’s flat and reached ours. Roopa was completely drunk; she could barely walk. She was whispering all naughty things on the way to our flat.
I could feel that she’s controlling herself just for me. If it wasn’t for me, Roopa would’ve definitely flashed her boobs to Rakesh or even worse, got nude. Just when we entered our flat and locked the door, Roopa said Rakesh’s dick is smaller than mine.
‘What? How did you know?’ I asked.
‘I felt his boner when I rubbed my ass in his dick, ‘ she said and winked.
‘Did I do anything wrong?’ She added.
‘No, honey, you can be free with me, share anything, I’m not going to hold you back, ‘ I said.
She kissed me and asked ‘Really?’
‘Yes, ‘ I said.
’Can I ask you something?’ she asked with her head facing down.
‘Yeah… honey… anything,’ I said, lifting her head by her chin.
‘Did you feel horny when I danced with Rakesh?’ she asked me hesitantly. ‘Truth, only truth, ‘ she insisted.
‘Yeah, a bit, ‘ I said with a smile.
She immediately hugged me and kissed me. She whispered ‘I want to flash someone’ She added that she couldn’t resist being slutty.
‘Flash? Yeah, okay,’ I said.
She told me to order food and told me that she’s going to flash the pizza guy when he comes. I said okay, but I wanted to see. We waited for the food delivery. She got a towel wrapped around her. She seemed normal as she was naked before hundreds of men.
In about 15 minutes, we heard the doorbell. I went and stood behind the door, waiting to see what Roopa was planning to do. Roopa, in just her towel loosely wrapped, came to the door. Her cleavage was completely exposed, and the towel was almost at her nipple line.
Traces of her dark nipples were popping out of the towel. She opened the door halfway so that the right half of her body was behind the door. I couldn’t see the guy’s reaction to Roopa’s boldness. As I paid for the food online, she didn’t have much time to execute.
I could hear the guy taking out the food parcel from his bag. Just when he took his parcel, Roopa rubbed her left boob on the door, the towel got loose, and her left boob was fully out. Roopa’s dark nipples were right in front of the guy’s face, and she didn’t care to pull her towel up.
She got the parcel from him, giving him a slutty little smile. The guy stayed for a while right at the door, even after handing over the parcel. I suddenly heard his voice ‘Can I touch it?’ Roopa didn’t say anything; instead, she just nodded. I saw his hands reaching past the door to grab Roopa’s left boob.
She didn’t move away. He grabbed her boob, squeezed it, and fingered her nipples for a while. It was almost 10 seconds, and I was nervous because we could get caught by anybody passing by the corridor. Seconds later, he pinched her nipples and bent down to suck them.
I could clearly see his mouth and nose sucking it passionately for a while. Roopa saw me from the corner of her eye, and I looked at her. We heard footsteps from a distance. Roopa came back to her senses and pushed him away, giving him a slutty kiss on his lips.
She closed the door and kissed me for being nice and enjoying the act with her. Something got onto me, and I fucked her hardcore right at the door.
That night at Rakesh’s flat and the risky act with the delivery guy made me think there was way more to come in my life with Roopa.