Chapter 17: Shriya and Deepika Know How to Party

When they got to the club Arjun was there with both Deepika and Rhea looking spectacular in their club look. Rhea was wearing a plain blue tube top that had a big heart-shaped cutout in the middle showing even more of the cleavage than the tiny top was showing above and below. Her dark blue skirt was short and tight, hugging her young, firm ass in a visibly tight style, just barely covering her ass crack. It was covering down to her mid-thighs but there was a slit on the left leg which bared her thigh almost to the thigh joint. She knew she would be meeting Shekhar so she was not wearing any panties. Her shoes were 7” high black stilettos with 3” platforms.

Deepika’s dress was a sleeveless gold, sequin minidress with such a wide cleavage that no bra was possible. The back cut was even deeper and not only did it leave all her back naked, it showed two inches of her ass crack. Usually Deepika wore panties with this dress but tonight she was not wearing anything under the ultra sexy dress and her ass crack was visible like a second cleavage. The dress just barely covered her upper thighs and without panties, she had to be very careful not to flash her pussy. Her shoes were 8” stilettos in gold, with wide, golden silk straps criss-crossing up her legs and tying on her thighs.

Arjun had commented on her dress at home when she was getting ready and she had told him “This is not for you, baby, this is to keep your boss happy. Remember you asked me to keep him happy?”

“Oh, right.” Arjun said at the time, but later he realised he didn’t know what she meant.

It was a club where Shekhar had come many times before, quite a few times with clients. They got access to a roped-off VIP section and a nice booth. They had time to have a couple of drinks before Shekhar arrived with Shriya. Both Deepika and Rhea had been waiting for him and looking towards the door the whole time. They got up as soon as they saw him. They had both met Shriya before so there were hugs and handshakes all around.

Deepika didn’t sit down again “Shekhar, you want to dance?”

“Sure.” He said and led her away towards the crowded dance floor.

“Mmm, I missed you, baby.” She pressed her lips on his as soon as she came in his arms. He squeezed her soft, slender body in his strong arms and kissed her back. Their tongues tangled in a hot battle of lust while they explored each other’s body with the easy familiarity of two people who have been fully intimate.

“You little slut, your husband is right there.” Shekhar said when they parted lips after a lustful kiss.

“He can’t see us, baby, and if he does, I am sure you can handle him.” Deepika smiled a cheeky smile.

“Such a dirty little whore you are.” Shekhar said, shaking his head.

“Your dirty little whore, Sir.” Deepika grinned.

“True.” Shekhar pressed his lips on her and sucked her hot, red lips. Deepika responded with an eager submission, parting her lips for his tongue to fuck her mouth right away. He brought his hand up and slipped his fingers inside her wide open dress. She moaned when his fingers kneaded her soft, bare breast and pressed her pussy on his crotch. Most of the people on the dance floor were making out and grinding, nobody was paying any attention to anyone else. Deepika boldly ground on his crotch, feeling his cock get hard.

“Loge?” She said looking in his eyes when they finally broke the hot, breathless kiss.

[Want to fuck me?]

“Here?”

She nodded “Le lo, main de doongi.”

[You can fuck me. I will cooperate.]

“But how?”

Deepika put her head on his shoulder and kissed his cheek “That’s up to you to decide, baby. I will spread my legs when and where you say. Jab, jahan loge, wahan doongi.”

At the table, Shriya said to Arjun “Would you like another drink, Sir?”

“Ummm, yes. A beer please. Thanks.” Arjun said.

“Sure, Sir.” She said then asked Rhea “You, Rhea?”

“Oh, a Vodka Breezer, please. Thanks, Shriya.” Rhea said.

“Yes, no problem.” Shriya said then she looked towards the bar and added “Ummm, it’s very crowded, Sir. Do you want to come with me and help?”

Arjun looked then said “Ah, yes, sure.”

At the bar, she took his hand and put his arms around herself from behind before walking into the crowd “I need protection, Sir.”

If Arjun was surprised he didn’t say anything. He kept his arms around her, trying not to touch her as they made their way slowly towards the bar counter. At the counter, she kept his arms around him, and pressed back into him. In her revealing, backless dress, Arjun could feel her warm, bare back pressing on his chest, but she did not let him move back. They ordered their drinks.

Shriya leaned back and kissed his cheek “Thank you, Sir. I appreciate the protection.”

They got their drinks, Arjun picked two, Shriya picked two.

“Who’s the other one for?” Arjun asked.

“For Shekhar Sir,” Shriya said “he likes Vodka and Orange to start with.”

“Ah.”

When they got back to the table, Shriya sat next to Arjun. She cuddled up close to him and put her hand on his thigh “Thank you so much for including me tonight, Sir. I would have been so bored at home alone otherwise.”

“You are welcome.” He said. He noticed her hand on his thigh but didn’t do anything about it. Shriya left it there as she sipped her drink with the other hand.

It’s not that Arjun hadn’t noticed what a hot girl Shriya was or how sexy she looked in the clothes she was used to wearing, but he had never tried to seduce her and didn’t think that he could. He was her boss, older and slightly out of shape. She was always an obedient and helpful secretary. He used her hard as a secretary but that’s all. He didn’t know what was changed today but he was enjoying her non-conventional behaviour. She looked smoking hot today in her slutty, revealing dress and he had noticed it as soon as she walked in. Now when her soft, warm hand was slowly rubbing his thigh, he didn’t want her to stop. Shriya knew that he was married so if she was doing anything it was intentional. That absolved Arjun of any guilt. He sipped his drink and enjoyed Shriya rubbing his thigh under the table.

“Hey, hi, Rhea!” A boy who was passing by, stopped at their table.

“Oh, hi, Varun.” Rhea said then she introduced him to the others “This is Varun Sharma, he is in my class.”

Varun was a chubby young boy with an ever present smile. He said hello to Shriya and Arjun.

They talked for a minute then Varun took Rhea with him to where their other classmates were hanging out.

“You are looking bomb, man.” Varun said.

Shriya said as soon as they were gone “We need to get some shots, Sir.”

“Oh, no, no,” Arjun said “shots for me is not a good idea.”

“Come on, Sir.” She rubbed his thigh, her fingers dangerously close to his dick “You are always the voice of reason. Don’t you want to be crazy sometimes? Just for one night?”

“Who are you driving crazy now, Shriya?” Shekhar said.

Before Arjun could reply, Shekhar and Deepika came back to the table. Shekhar slid in and Deepika slid in next to him, staying close to him without worrying that her husband was sitting across the table from her.

“Sir, I am just saying we should have shots,” Shriya said “and Arjun Sir is behaving like I have just asked him to rob a bank with me.”

“If you want to rob a bank, take me with you, I drive very well.” Shekhar said “But shots sound like a good idea. We will join you.”

“Great idea.” Deepika said.

Deepika sat close to Shekhar and kept her hand between his legs under the table. She boldly rubbed his dick in his pants even while talking to her husband and his secretary.