Vikas entered the ship's gym and dumped his bag by the wall. The gym was deserted. It was 11 PM and people were out drinking and dancing. Who comes to a cruise to workout anyway?
He started stretching in front of the treadmill with an intention to start a run after he had stretched.
"Hello Sir." A voice from behind him startled him.
Her turned to see a girl doing weights on the bench-press machine in the corner.
"Oh, hello Jasmin." He said as he recognised the first class waitress - Jasmin Walia.
Jasmin walked over.
"I am sorry if I startled you." She said "I come here at this time because everybody is usually out clubbing and I can have the gym to myself. Nobody wants to work out on a cruise except weirdos like me."
"And me." Vikas added.
"Oh, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to..."
"It's okay, Jasmin. If the price to be different from the crowd is to be called weird, then I happy to be called weird."
Jasmin grinned "Sorry, Sir."
"No problem." Vikas looked at her afresh. The girl was stunningly beautiful, with a long face, high cheekbones and naturally plump lips. She had well-toned long legs which were fully visible right now as she only had booty shorts on. Her big breasts were covered by the little top she was wearing tied just below the valley of her breasts. The smooth expanse of bare chest between her tits and the slopes of lovely breasts peeking boldly from the skimpy top easily caught Vikas' eyes. On her feet she had sports shoes on with half socks. Her skin was glistening with sweat and it increased her raw sex appeal even more.
"Where's your family tonight, Sir?" Jasmin asked boldly facing Vikas' visual inspection.
"Out clubbing, as you said." Vikas said.
"Ah. I was just about to do a run," She looked towards the treadmills "but if you like space I could leave you alone."
"No, I am actually glad of the company. There are enough treadmills for a dozen people there."
"Yes, Sir. One of the things I like about this company. They always invest in good equipment in every department."
Vikas and Jasmin climbed on to two treadmills side by side. Both were experienced runners so carefully started with a gradual walk to run program.
"How about making it interesting?" Vikas said after they had been running for 5 minutes.
"What do you have in mind?" Jasmin asked
"A 10k run with 5% gradient."
"Ok. What are the stakes?" Jasmin looked boldly into his eyes.
Vikas slowly let his eyes move over her young, athletic body and smiled a wicked smile "I know what I want."
Jasmin nodded "That's fine. If I win, I want a night with your wife."
Vikas smiled "Can I film?"
"Yes. You can join also."
"Deal!"
"Give me a second."
Without stopping, Jasmin untied her top, gathered her big boobs and tied the top again much tighter this time. She did the same thing for her hair.
"Okay. Ready!" She declared.
They set their treadmills to the adaptive mode which meant they could run as fast or slow as they wanted and the machine will adapt to their speed.
"On your mark!" Vikas called "Set! Go!"
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"Go! Go! Go!" Prakash said while pushing Amisha in front of him.
They had been waiting for almost an hour in front of the Wicked Club in Kuala Lumpur to get in. This was one of the hottest clubs in Kuala Lumpur and this was Friday night. After the long wait the line had started moving and the guys didn't want to miss the chance to get in.
Fortunately, they did get in. Inside was utter chaos. Being a popular club it was very crowded. There was blue dim lighting everywhere. It took them a few minutes to get used to the dim light, then they moved around to find a place to sit.
Hemant saw there was much more space upstairs, so he led the whole family towards the stairs. But they were stopped by a hefty bouncer and told that that was the VIP section. Hemant stepped back with a defeated look on his face and they continued their search for space.
They had been looking for a seat for about fifteen minutes when a big party group got up and walked away towards the exit. Hemant and Prakash quickly sat down in their place and the rest of the family grabbed the rest of the couches.
"Remind me again," Shriya said loudly in Kajal's ear "why are we here?"
Kajal said "Well, these guys wanted to go to a nightclub." she indicated Prakash, Hemant and Guddu "I thought it would be nice to do something off the ship also."
Amisha said "That's what I thought when we started. Now I am not so sure."
Shriya asked "Why didn't Vikas come?"
Kajal said "Oh, he doesn't like this kind of clubs. He only goes to a club where he can dance with me."
The Wicked was more strip club than a nightclub. There were many girls there in various stages of disrobing. Some were on poles, some using a chair on a stage, a few of them only dancing on the stage. The skill varied but the looks were usually stunning.
All three men were busy ogling the girls. They had completely forgotten that they were here with family. This was helped even more by alcohol. Soon after they sat down a girl dressed in the skimpiest outfit in the world came to take their order.
"I don't think I want to drink tonight." Kajal said.
Shriya and Amisha agreed with her. Rhea opted for a vodka mix but Sonali said she was okay with Coke.
"Come on, you are in a club. You can't drink orange juice in a nightclub." Prakash told the three ladies.
"No, really, I am okay." Kajal said.
"Don't be a spoilsport, Didi. Come on!" Guddu tried to persuade her.
"Kajal, if you don't drink, these two will follow your lead." Hemant said.
"Bhaiya, remember what Vikas said..." Kajal reminded Hemant "let everybody enjoy what they want. Don't force anyone to do anything. Don't force anyone to not do anything."
It was like a switch was turned off. All three guys stopped insisting at the mention of Vikas' name.
Shriya said privately to Kajal and Amisha "Wow! That was amazing!"
"My husband is helping me even when he's not here. Just his name is enough." Kajal said proudly "When you are in trouble just say Vikas."
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"Ah, Vikas!" Jasmin moaned as her naked body slammed into the wall right next to the shower and Vikas pressed into her. She was fumbling with his shorts while they made out like crazy. Finally she got them off and took his big, heavy cock in her hand. She lifted her leg and placed it on the handle that was used to turn the shower on. It was almost four feet off the floor.
