Ek din sham ka waqt tha Rajesh mera paas aaya aur bola ki usko (rajesh ko) kal ki mumbai to delhi ke flight se delhi jana hai order aur ticket aa gaya... hai jana hi parega. Hum bole thik hai kaya dikat hai chale jao, rajesh bola ki Dimple ko bhi jane ka man hai kaya Kare. Hum bole travel agent se baat kar lo kal ka flight se bhabhi bhi tumhara saath chale-jai-gi. Travel agent ne kaha kal subah mumbai office me aakar ticket lejaiya ahar conform tiket milta hai to ? Rajesh ne haa kar ke phone rakh. I saw the fuzzy outline of my panties and bra. The thought of not wearing anything underneath had seriously tempted me. Oddly it was the colour white and the long journey ahead of me, that made me buy the blue flowery print mini dress. Still it felt both sensual, with its flouncy short skirt and low cut bodice. The interior of the aircraft smelled of old leather sofas, plastic, re-conditioned air, and quite panic. I waited after showing my ticket to the smiling stewardess, whilst the passengers. I go further and cop a feel between her legs. "Wanna fuck you, baby," I grunt."Patience," she teases and she removes my hand, but not before I've felt the wetness: this little honey wants me too, no question.We motor a few miles out of town to a neighbourhood which screams money; quiet and tranquil with a few exclusive looking properties dotted around here and there. Kim turns into one of them and we approach down a long manicured drive. The house is large and secluded. I get to know it well. Riya ka mera pass duphar ko phone aaya ki sham ko mera ghar koi nahi h tum aajana mae riya se pucha ki kha ja rahe h tumhare ghar wale toh riya ne kha ki kissi family frnd ki shaddi hai toh wo waha ja rahe h. Toh maine riya se kha jab wo challe jaye toh mujhe call kar dena Mein toh bilkul khush ho gaya tha ki riya ke sath kuch karne ka moka mile ga. Fir sham ko takriban 5 baje ke aas pass ki riya ki call aayi mera pass mein 15 min mein uske ghar chocolates leke phoch gaya. Maine riya ko uske.