He had never been inside the room nor in that wing of the hose. It was for Ritu and her husband, and no one except the maids dared enter, and even they did. It was by invitation. The room was spacious and had a gigantic bed. Everything was in order, and numerous plagues lined the walls belonging to Preshant.After delivering the box, she requested him to look at her computer and assist her with a website she was working on. As he worked, she went on about how Preshant wanted her to begin her fashion line and how she couldn't wait for him to be back so they could employ assistants and finally be busy. She talked about how much she would invest all of her time and resources into making her business work, and as she spoke, she leaned above him on the couch, her breasts pressing into his neck.From the big dressing mirror that occupied the whole wall opposite them, Kapil could not concentrate. He could see her fully, her breasts pouring out of her saree blouse, and her pallu shifted out of
She crashed into him; his name was on her lips, and her hair covered his face. Kapil held her, and for a moment, she enjoyed the trace of his hand down the narrow path at the centre of her back. How their relationship moved so quickly was what she couldn't explain. After their first time together, it was apparent she wanted more, and she had told him just that and that she would always be there for him whenever and wherever. It was also evident to her that he didn't want to push. Further, he felt guilty, but she knew so long as she had him once, she would have him again, for as long as she wanted.He had given her the ride of her life, something she had craved for years, and she knew he enjoyed it too, but he still wanted to be modest for his wife. The thing with men was they always wanted to try different flavours, see different colours and feel different sizes, and whoever would give them that, they would cherish, so when she came the second time, he hadn't said no, and then the thir
Sakshi changed into a more revealing top as she entered her car and went to Sunil's house. She would have laughed aloud if somebody had told her a month ago that she would be running away from home to be with another man. It had taken her some time, but she had gotten used to it, she felt happy, and that alone was enough for her.Moving to the countryside of India was what Sakshi never imagined she could pull off. Work was exhausting, and with Kapil always home, she couldn't spend as much time as she wanted to with Sunil. She once thought removing the distraction and focusing on work, perhaps home was good, but it was a colossal fail. Kapil seemed distant for reasons she didn't know, not that she cared anyway. He could never measure up to Sunil.It was a colossal failure. The more she tried to take her mind away from him, the more she was drawn to him and spent nights dreaming of his hands on hers. She found herself running back to him after two days and leaving aside whatever morals s
She had been waiting to hear the door close; it had become her favourite sound every night when the maids retired to their quarters for bed, and she and Kapil were left alone in the big mansion, but tonight, she just wanted to be alone.It was raining heavily, and she was cold. The blanket wasn't just enough. In frustration, she left the room and headed to the kitchen, where she saw Carina cleaning up for the day."Why are you still up?" She asked in an annoyed voice."I'm sorry, ma'am. I was finishing the dishes, and it will only take a minute.""You can go." She said and grabbed the coffee maker and a teacup.The maid heading out stopped. "Let me help you with that...." She began"Just go!" Ritu barked and watched as Carina exited the kitchen and finally got out of the house. She sighed in relief as she dropped the coffee maker and grabbed a kettle. She didn't want to stay up all night while Kapil was asleep, probably thinking of Sakshi. She sighed louder, realizing she was wearing t
Everything did change with Preshant's return and for the better. Ritu looked forward to seeing Kapil every day since Preshant was always at work. It wasn't an issue, except Kapil had resumed work and was away most of the time. They met at parks, hotels, and sometimes at home when Preshant worked late. Sakshi was yet to be home from her trip, communication with Kapil was now reduced, and Ritu knew something was fishy. She already guessed Sakshi had a relationship outside, but she didn't have proof, hunches and very high intellect.Sakshi had stated she would be home after three days, but five days were gone, and Ritu had made unique plans for Kapil, their own special outing. And she didn't want it to look odd if Sakshi came unannounced, so she called her.The phone wasn't answered on the first ring, and she called again."Ritu," a shaky voice belonging to Sakshi came on the line."How's your business trip going, Sakshi?" Ritu asked sarcasticallyThere was a minute of silence, and Ritu
Preshant showered, he had a late-night meeting, and Ritu was beyond excited. She had just given him a fantastic ride, and she could see he was so satisfied, but she couldn't say the same about herself. However, she was consoled by her scheme that she would have Kapil for herself the whole time, and she couldn't wait.They were in the library, and Preshant had been home all day. She had tried to make him go out, but he wouldn't budge, so when she got the message from Kapil that he was hungry for her, she informed him to meet her at the library. She had found him pacing in anticipation, and he had encircled her in his arms the moment she walked in.She had told Kapil that she needed to see what the maids were doing. The excitement of meeting outside often makes them want to do more, as the thrill would be different from a closed bedroom. They locked the door but needed to stay as quiet as possible as the maids were still around.They went straight to the task; his hands hovered around he
As soon as Preshant drove out, Ritu ordered the maids out. It was going to be a rainy night, and she needed all the touch his hands could give, but as she prepared to shower, the intercom beeped, and she was informed there was a visitor. Stepping into the parlor, Sakshi arched her brow at the lady seated in a white saree. She looked wealthy and had a bright smile. "Good evening Mrs. Preshant. I'm sorry for coming over so late." The woman stood as she greeted. "It's alright, please have a seat. I was told you're Mrs. Aarti from Sakshi's firm?" "Oh yes." The woman replied, and just at that moment, Kapil moved in from the room, he had pajamas on and looked dashing, wondering what was taking Ritu so long, but he stopped as soon as he saw the visitor." "This lady's from Sakshi's firm," Ritu said as Aarti greeted Kapil politely, and she also introduced him as Sakshi's husband. "We had a message from Sakshi that she was sick and would be away for a week. I just stopped by to check on he
It was raining hard when Sakshi arrived home, and the short distance between the garage and the main building had caused the rainwater to run down her body. She tried to be cheerful as she came in. Kapil stood by the door, a sly smile on his face. She hugged him and moved inside. A maid followed behind with her bag. "How did it go?" Kapil asked after she greeted her parents and got a water bottle from which to drink. "It was stressful but worth it." She forced a smile. "I need to rest, and I'll be out soon." She had a long shower, during which she reminisced about her journey. She cherished every moment of it, and she yearned for another opportunity of that sort. As she lay in bed trying to get some sleep, she rolled her eyes as she felt pressure on the bed. Kapil had joined her. His hand came across her waist, and he noticed she flinched. "I'm tired, Kapil." He turned her to face him and held her head in his hand as he lowered his lips to hers. He pulled her lower lips in betwee
Conversations of Legacy, Ambition, and the Pursuit of Dreams at the Ashoka Hotel.The morning sun painted a gentle golden hue across the sprawling lawns of the Ashoka Hotel in Mumbai, casting a tranquil ambience over the scene. The soft rustling of leaves and the distant city sounds provided a serene backdrop as the group gathered for a refreshing morning tea.After hearing Gloria's story, Rubi returned and, adorned in casual yet chic attire, joined Vinod, Mahesh, Sony, and Rashmi at a neatly set table, each chair punctuated by a pristine white linen cloth. The aroma of freshly brewed tea mingled with the fragrant blooms around them, creating an atmosphere of relaxed sophistication.As they settled in, Sony started the conversation with her
Three souls connected by a moment of passion and shared goals.Rubi, Sonia and Gloria lay in each other's arms, spent but satisfied. They exchanged a smile as they gazed into each other's eyes, feeling the love and connection that had developed between them. It was a familiar and new feeling, like coming home after a long journey. They knew they had found something unique that would last a lifetime.Rubi was insatiable. She never wanted this night to end.It felt like they were making love for hours. Their bodies were entwined, their lips locked, and their hearts beating. They were lost in each other, oblivious to the world around them. It was the most perfect experience either of them had ever had.
A Seamless Connection between Friendship and Intrigue.Sonia and Gloria were unaware that Rubi had approached them with a motive. In truth, Sony, aware of Sonia and Gloria's closeness to Rachna, had sent Rubi on a secret mission: to win Gloria's trust, knowing of her connection to Rachna as her partner. She knew Gloria's innocence and genuine admiration could pave the way for a deeper connection between Rubi and Rachna's circle.When Gloria insisted on dresses, in that instant, Rubi recognised a potential opportunity to create a connection that could lead Rubi to become more intimate with Gloria and then closer to Rachna.Rubi helped Gloria pick out a few dresses to try on. "Go ahead and try on this gown," Rubi handed Gloria an exquisite, exclusive garment. Gloria's eyes sparkled w
A Night of Connections Forged Through Style and Collaboration.After admiring the view from Gloria's beautiful balcony, Sonia and Gloria decided to share the room. With renewed confidence and encouragement from Sonia and the team, Gloria felt ready to represent Rachna, knowing she could meet expectations and contribute meaningfully to their work.Gloria and Sonia eased and chatted comfortably. Their topic shifted to women and their dresses at the just concluded dinner party."Rubi looked stunning in her saree," Gloria remarked, her voice laced with admiration."And so did Rashmi," Sonia added. "They both have an incredible sense of style."Gloria nodded in ag
An Evening of Inspiration and Collaboration: The Making of a Film on Rachna's Legacy.Amid the lively conversation, Karan, the junior crew member, offered a slightly slurred but heartfelt comment: "Rachna herself is an institution. A film can be made about her, her projects, and her achievements." Although uttered slightly inebriated, his words struck a chord with Sony.Sony had been quietly attentive throughout the conversation. Her expressive eyes sparkled as she considered Karan's remark. The ambience around them was sophisticated, with soft lighting casting a warm glow.Mahesh exuded confidence and leaned forward, intrigued by Sony's thoughtful expression. "You seem to have taken a particular interest in that idea," he observed with a knowing sm
A Journey of Connection, Diversity, and Culinary Delights in Mumbai.Sonia and Gloria had a unique experience on a flight with movie stars. The usual divide between crew and passengers dissolved as they engaged in conversations, sharing insights into their professions and developing camaraderie. By the time the flight landed in Mumbai, they had formed a mutual respect and appreciation for each other's roles. The flight not only transported the passengers but also forged unexpected connections.Rubi spoke up, her voice filled with warmth. "This is what diversity is all about. Each moment in our lives has its charm and unique features, warm and welcoming, the same emotion of love connects us all."Sonia nodded, adding, "We may come from different backgrounds and have different traditions and cultures, but love transcends all boundaries. Th
An Unexpected Connection Between Bollywood and Aviation.The Gulfstream soared through the skies, making its way from Delhi to Mumbai. Onboard, a sense of excitement and anticipation filled the air, fueled by the presence of a distinguished group of passengers.The flight crew, Vipin, Balram, and Karan, were in their element, ensuring a smooth and comfortable journey for their passengers. Gloria, the skilled technician, was busy monitoring the aircraft's systems, her focus unwavering.As the cabin hostess, Sonia moved gracefully among the passengers, her warm smile and attentive demeanour making everyone feel at ease. However, her attention was particularly drawn to a group of individuals seated towards the front of the cabin – Vinod and Rubi, the main lead actor and actress of the Bollywood movie production unit.As she interacted with them, Sonia felt aw
A Journey of Responsibility and Opportunity in a Cross-Cultural Collaboration.As the morning sun cast a warm glow over the lawns of the guest house, George and his group gathered around a table, with cups of tea in hand sipping tea and contemplating their next course of action. The soft breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers, adding to the pleasant morning atmosphere. The mood was contemplative, with the weight of an important decision resting on their shoulders.The fragrance of fresh flowers and the chirping of birds added to the serene ambience, creating a peaceful setting for their discussion.George looked around at his team—Chris, Samson, Linda, Isabella, Ana, Maria, and Julia—and could sense the weight of their decision hanging in the air. They were facing a pivotal moment in their lives: the choice to stay in India and contribute to the ethanol plant project or return to Brazil.George took a sip of tea, breakin
A Vision for Sustainable Collaboration, the India-Brazil Joint Venture.After the meeting with the officials from the Brazilian embassy, Savita was scheduled to meet her seniors, Nanda and Gujjar, in her camp office in Basti.As Savita's seniors, Nanda and Gujjar, arrived at the camp office in Basti, they were greeted warmly by Team Rachna and George's group. Rachna had made sure that everything was set up to impress them. The atmosphere was buzzing with enthusiasm as everyone was eager to showcase the progress and potential of the joint venture.Rachna personally welcomed Nanda and Gujjar and invited them to tour the camp and the factory site. Satish, Kamla, and other volunteers were ready to guide them through the various areas.The tour began with a w