Priya's family had traditional Indian values, which meant she had been brought up quite conservatively. Looking bookish through most of her adolescence, by the time she finished high school, Priya was a clear beauty, slim with smooth copper skin. She had high cheekbones and a dazzling smile, and, with a last growth spurt at 18 was rather tall, with long legs to complement a firm round ass. Priya was a sweet girl who was well liked but she did not have a serious boyfriend in high school, when she spent most of her time focusing on her studies.
In fact, other than Logan, the man who eventually became her husband, Priya had had only one boyfriend, the man she lost her virginity to at college.
Logan was also Indian, much to the delight of Priya's family, but he was third generation in America and had not been brought up with traditional Indian values. Logan was a laid back guy, who treated Priya well. Priya had met him in psychology class at college. She found Logan to be charming in his quiet way. Logan pursued her in a laid back, but persistent way, and Priya enjoyed being the center of his attention. He would patiently waiting for her after classes to walk her back to her dorm, and asked her several times before she agreed to go on a date with him.
Priya didn't feel the same excitement with Logan that she had with her first boyfriend, but she felt comfortable with him. Logan was very skinny, his hair a little shaggy and he wore a constant two day beard. He was no taller than Priya, and certainly not the best looking guy in class, but he had a friendly smile that Priya always felt reassured by.
The couple started to see each other more and more. Priya would often tutor Logan after class. Logan did not pressure Priya into sex, in fact Priya was finally the aggressor when they were making out one night after many weeks of dating and she felt horny and curious. The sex had not been spectacular, but Logan was tender and giving.
Neither Priya nor Logan had a lot of money so they ended up spending many nights at the apartment Logan shared with his best friend John. Priya preferred it to her tiny room in the all girl's dorm. Logan's roommate was a blue eyed science major. He was bigger than Logan with broad shoulders and close cropped hair. John did not have a girlfriend, and Priya, Logan and John would often go out together to get pizza, watch a movie or just drive around town in John's car. Sometimes Priya would introduce John to other girls, but he didn't seem focused on getting a girlfriend. As the year went on, funds became a little tighter. John sold his car to get books for second semester, and the three of them pretty much stayed camped out at the apartment. The two guys would almost always smoke pot, but Priya very seldom indulged. Often Priya would study on one chair while the boys smoked and played video games.
Over time Priya and John got along well. At first Priya was sensitive about how much time she spent at the apartment, since she was not paying any rent and was invading John's space. John added to this concern by teasing her about how much she was around, joking that he didn't need a girlfriend of his own since Priya was always there. The teasing turned to genuine appreciation, however, when Priya would cook simple meals for the three of them. John loved her curries, and she was the only one who put any effort into cleaning. In fact, John's nickname for her was 'my girl', as in, 'What's my girl cooking for dinner tonight?"
Priya was a pleaser by nature and was happy when John was pleased. She felt that the three of them had become a small family. Priya was very relaxed in her outfits at the apartment. She didn't have a lot of clothes there so often just wore sweat pants or yoga pants around. John did not hide his appreciation of how she looked in her yoga pants, thanking Logan for bringing Priya into his life as he watched her walk into another room, or boldly telling Priya that her ass looked amazing in those pants. Priya knew that the yoga pants did indeed accentuate her round ass. In fact the pants encased her ass such that it almost appeared she was wearing no pants at all.
Logan was never the jealous type. He knew John was all talk and had no concerns about Priya's loyalty. When John would wax on about how sexy Priya was, Logan would simply smile and agree in his easy going drawl. "I'm a lucky man John." he would say with a laugh.
John would sometimes complain when Priya wore her sweatpants. They were not that baggy, just simple low rise pants with her school's name written on the ass. John stopped complaining after one night when the boys were playing video games and Priya tripped over a wire. As she bent over to reach behind the tv and plug the wire back in she heard John muffling a laugh. When she turned to see what was going on she saw John staring at her bum wide-eyed.
"John is just enjoying your butt cleavage Priya." Logan laughed.
Priya shook her head , fixed the wire, then stood and pulled up her pants.
"Well, glad to give you a little thrill John." she said derisively, laughing it off. John thanked her but asked Priya for 'one more look'.
"I'm not going to pull my pants down for you John!" Priya said seriously but John persisted.
"Come on," he implored, "I really need another peek. Do it."
Perhaps it was the wine, but Priya considered John's request. Her heart beat fast as she imagined deliberately showing him her bum. She looked at Logan who smiled and seemed to be rooting for her to give a show. She looked at John who was giving her puppy eyes. It seemed so easy to make them happy.
"OK. She said cautiously. "Just this once John."
The two guys sat excitedly on the couch as Priya turned for them. She felt her hands shaking just a little as she moved her thumbs to her waistband. Her mind raced to her old boyfriend, then back to Logan and John on the couch. She slowly pulled down her sweatpants and panties together. She heard an appreciative sigh when she had exposed a little ass crack and that encouraged her to show a little more. She felt like she was showing half her ass when she felt Logan's hand stroke one cheek.
