Thanks to Kenji Sato yet again for this edit
The next morning, Harshika woke up late, feeling surprisingly calm and collected. She wasn't sure when they returned to the hotel after they enjoyed a night of sex on the beach. She did her toilet, coiled her hair loosely in a bun at the nape of her neck, wrapped a terry cloth robe around her naked body, and went out onto the balcony. Anand was at the round, wrought-iron, glass-topped table, reading a newspaper, a tea service before him.
"Good morning,"darling he said brightly, lowering the paper. "Sleep well?"
"Tea, please." Harshika didn't bother with niceties.
"Certainly," he said. "I'll make a fresh pot. Please," he said softly, "put that down. You're blocking my view."
Very deliberately, Harshika folded the newspaper and tossed it on the table.
"Thanks, my love." He arched an eyebrow quizzically.
Her smile widened. Slowly, she pulled at the lapels of her robe. It parted above and below the belt, showing her naked cleavage, the swell of her breasts, her belly, the dark grotto between her thighs. Parting her legs, she slid one hand up her thigh and opened her cunt lips.
It was a spectacular day. Bright and cloudless, the air was sparkling clear. Far away, Harshika could see the golden sand on the beach, and the azure waves pounding it. The leaves of the swaying palm trees rustled softly. The balcony was high and quite private, designed for maximum privacy from the prying eyes of the other guests in the hotel.
Anand brought the hot tea and asked, "Tea, ma'am," like a waiter.
"Yes, please," Harshika said. "If you would."
"Certainly, madam. Sugar?"
"One please."
Anand bent over the low table, and prepared the tea. Harshika leaned forward. She looked lovely. Her hair, slightly loosened now, framed her pretty face in a wave. She tucked it behind her ear with one hand, the other on her lap discreetly pushing her lapels open again. Anand's eyes flicked towards her, and he saw the heavy swell of one breast, and the long nipple. He added sugar and began stirring slowly, looking at her sidelong. She smiled to herself. Anand handed Harshika the teacup. She set it down on the table, and looked up with a smile.
"Will there be anything else, madam?" he asked, with a faux submissive tone, imperceptibly moving closer.
Harshika clinked her teaspoon delicately against the lip of the cup, and set it on the saucer.
"Yes," she said softly. "Yes, there will."
She lifted her hands to coil her hair in a loose knot, and her breasts lifted under the robe, pushing the lapels apart, exposing her naked cleavage and most of her belly. Anand's eyes lingered on the dusky, firm, roundness of her flesh. Rising to her feet smoothly, she unbelted her robe, letting it hang open. Her naked crotch was exposed to his view. She stepped forward, and the landlord chuckled; his eyes glinting, and slid his hands under her robe.
Harshika smiled gently, as his hands slid up her naked body and cupped her breasts. They swelled and grew warm and heavy under his hard hands, her nipples stiffening. She tilted her face to his, her lips flowering under his, like a lover's. She kissed him lasciviously, slipping her tongue deep into his mouth. Anand drew her closer, his hands sliding from her breasts to her naked buttocks. Squirming erotically against the stranger, Harshika felt relieved. She could continue to have sex and enjoy herself. She abandoned herself to her naturally sharp lust. If this was how it was to be, well, then, she might even be happy.
In one smooth, seamless movement, Harshika shrugged the robe off her shoulders and slid to her knees before Anand. Using both hands, she deftly unbuttoned his trousers, and sliding down the zip of his fly, pulled off his trousers. They puddled at his feet. With a smile of genuine pleasure, Harshika took Anand's penis in one hand. It was a handsome organ.
She raked a finger delicately down the length of the dark shaft, and it trembled in her fist. The man waited, head bent, watching her with a wide smile. Harshika's lips parted sensuously, and she began to masturbate Anand deftly, pumping his penis with her hand. It quivered and began to swell rapidly, thickening and engorging in her fist, as she raised up to her lips. Harshika slipped the foreskin back over the bulging cock-head. The penis grew hotter and harder and it throbbed powerfully in her fingers. Her head moved closer and the man tensed. He could feel her warm breath on his penis.
Suddenly, her tongue snaked out and flickered like lightning over the bulging cock-head.
"Ohhh! Oh-uh-ohhh!!" the man gasped sharply, his belly sucking in. Her tongue darted around for a few seconds and then slowed to a wanton, coiling, licking motion. Her lips inched closer. The man groaned, and held her head with one hand, unbuttoning his shirt with the other.
"C'mon!" he gasped. "Suck it! Suck my cock! Come on! Do it!"
Harshika let go of the penis, held his thighs, and slipping her lips around the cock-head, began to suck his cock slowly. Anand groaned loudly, arching his handsome head. Harshika's luscious lips parted wide, and she took more of his penis in her mouth. Her head rocked steadily back and forth before him.
"Ohhhhhh yes! Yes!" Anand gasped.
