Chapter 1: Kartik Meets Rohan

Kartik Aryan waited for Manushi Chhillar at the college gate. His heartbeat raised as he saw her coming. She was by far the hottest girl in college. Even in a simple tank top and miniskirt she looked stunning. The whole college was after her ass including Kartik, but she was not easy to get. Kartik had the advantage of being her next-street neighbour but even he had not made much progress.

“Hi Kartik!” She smiled.

“Sweetheart, hi Kartik is not enough.” He smiled “You have not treated me to tea for a long time.”

“Arre, so, come home, na, come?” She said.

“Ok, you twisted my arm.” He grinned and walked with her.

In the bus, he sat next to her and tried to hide his erection as he smelled her gorgeous body.

“Mumma, Kartik is here!” Manushi announced in a loud voice as she led him into her house.

All of Manushi’s friends, including Kartik, loved Manushi’s mother – Madhuri Dixit. She had a beautiful heart-shaped face, a gorgeous smile and a nice figure. Even though she was older than them and was their friend’s mother, they shamelessly lusted after her. Right now she walked in wearing a backless halter blouse and a chiffon saree. Kartik’s dick stirred in his pants.

“Hello, aunty.” Kartik said.

Madhuri came to him and cupped his cheek “Hi, sweetheart. What took you so long to come this time? You are Manu’s dearest friend, you should come all the time.”

“Ji, I will come sooner next time.” Kartik promised. He was a tall boy and he could see down Madhuri’s cleavage in that blouse as she stood close to him. He was afraid his dick was getting too hard.

“Good. Take a seat, I will make tea for you.” Madhuri said.

Kartik sat with his college bag in his lap to hide how hard he was. It was not a big dick but he was afraid it still might show in his pants.

“Manu, change your clothes, dear.” Madhuri said “Rohan called earlier. He would be coming over. Wear something nice.”

“Yes, mumma. Should I wear that golden silk dress, that’s pretty short.” Manushi said “He likes short.”

“He said he likes backless,” Madhuri said “how about that yellow cotton one, that’s backless and short both.”

“But, that’s pretty tight, mumma.”

“Yes, so that’s good, no?” Madhuri said “You look beautiful in that.”

“Mumma, that’s thin and tight, I can’t wear bra or panties in that.”

“What’s wrong with that?” Madhuri said “Anyway, Rohan keeps saying panties is a bad habit but you don’t stop.”

“It just feels a bit weird, mumma.”

“Manu, I am telling you, baby, you need to keep him happy.” Madhuri said “You are not the only pretty girl in the world.”

“Ji, mumma. I will wear the yellow dress.”

“Good girl.” Madhuri caressed her cheek.

Manushi went to her room to change. Kartik followed Madhuri to the kitchen.

“Who is Rohan?” He asked “I have not heard his name before.”

“Oh, he is Manushi’s boyfriend. She has been dating him for last two months, or so, maybe three months.” Madhuri said “You have not been here in so long?”

“Yes, seems like it.” Kartik said “What is he like?”

“He is a wonderful boy. Very good looking. Slightly older than our Manu, has his own business. He has moved here recently with his father.” Madhuri said “Manu loves him a lot.”

“And his father owns like half of New York,” Tara Sutaria said as she came into the kitchen.

“That’s not why Manu loves him.” Madhuri said.

“No, didi is crazy about him because he is so dreamy,” Tara said “and I can’t blame him. He is hot.”

Madhuri was bringing the tea into the living room when Manushi came out of her room. Kartik’s jaw dropped as he saw her dress. It was a yellow tank dress with one-inch wide straps that were placed wide on her shoulders. There was a deep cleavage showing big parts of her firm, shapely breasts. The back was very deep cut and even under breasts there were several triangular cut-outs showing her fair skin. The thin, cotton dress hugged her ass tightly and stopped just a couple of inches below her ass. Her long, shapely legs were bare and looking beautiful. She was wearing 6” high heels. Her hair was tied in a short ponytail. She was wearing golden hoop earrings that made her slender neck look even sexier. She was wearing dark red lipstick that was contrasting with her yellow dress.

“Wow!” Kartik said without thinking.

“That’s lovely, darling.” Madhuri said “Rohan does love that dress on you.”

“He loves any dress that shows my skin a lot.” Manushi said “Yesterday, he was showing me a dress that is so backless that it would show three inches of my ass crack even. I can’t wear panties with that at all.”

“Darling, he has grown up in a western culture,” Madhuri said “and you are a beautiful girl. Obviously, he wants to show you off. What’s wrong with that? You are his. And you should stop wearing panties completely anyway when you know he doesn’t like them.”

“Mumma, of course, I dress up as he likes. I also want to keep him happy.” Manushi said.

“Then you should be wearing the higher heels he got you.” Tara said.

“I am at home, Tara. These are 6” heels. He would like them.” Manushi said.

“Suit yourself.” Tara said “If he were my boyfriend I would wear only what he approved.”

Manushi ignored Tara and turned to Madhuri “Mumma, you remember Rohan wanted to take me to Goa for the weekend?”

“Yes, so go, na. You will enjoy.” Madhuri said.

“I know, Mumma, I already told him we can go,” Manushi said “but it’s not settled yet. Rohan called me earlier. It seems that his dad sent the plane to Thailand on some errand and it’s not back yet. Rohan was furious and he has been fighting with his dad. So, just be careful and watch his mood when he comes.”

“Ok, baby.” Madhuri said “You should try and make him feel better.”

“He has his own plane?” Kartik said.

Tara said “He has several planes. He is a billionaire.”

Manushi said “They belong to the business. But this little Citation jet he thinks of as his personal, so when his dad sent it on company business without asking him, Rohan got furious.”

“Wow. How big is the plane?” Kartik said.

“It’s not very big. About six passengers, I think, or maybe eight.” Manushi said.

“Have you been in it?” Kartik was curious.

“Not yet.” Manushi said “He wanted to take me to Italy for my birthday but I didn’t have visa. So this time we are only going to Goa but I have applied for Visa for Europe.”

“Wow!” Kartik said again.

“Mumma, do I really look ok?” Manushi said.