Her house was only five minutes walking distance from mine, so as discussed, I quickly put on my track pants and t-shirt without any underwear and walked to Rhea's house.
After reaching her house, I saw that the whole house was completely dark. I was about to knock on the door, but then realized it was slightly open. As I pushed open the door and walked inside, I saw a gentle light coming from the candles that were placed on the floor along with some rose petals, leading towards her bedroom.
It was romantically decorated, but unfortunately, not for me. It was decorated for the person who would come shortly, who would be having a honeymoon with my future wife, without love or marriage.
I was about to close the door when I heard Rhea say in her seductive tone, "Keep the door a little ajar, he will be here in a moment."
I did as she instructed, put my shoes on the shoe rack, and then carefully walked towards Rhea's bedroom without stepping on the rose petals.
As I entered, I was completely stunned to see the decorations -- flowers and candles all over the room, heart-shaped red coloured balloons lying here and there on the floor, and a seductive aroma floating around the room. I saw Rhea sitting in the middle of the bed, just like a newlywed bride. She was wearing her lehenga, which she had recently bought for our reception party and our wedding night.
As soon as Rhea saw me, she slowly moved to the edge of the bed, then stepped down, pulled her lehenga all the way up to her knees, and started walking toward me. I could not do anything but stand at the door, watching her come toward me. Her legs were perfectly shaved and glistening, even in the candlelight.
As my eyes moved up, I saw her lehenga barely tied so low on her waist that I could see the upper part of her pubic region. It was also shaved, and clearly, she wasn't wearing any panties either. I remembered her saying before that she would clean-shave her pussy on our wedding night, and that day she did that, but unfortunately, it wasn't for me.
As I looked up, I saw her perfect navel positioned at the center of her abdomen. I always had a weakness for her navel from the very beginning, but she barely let me see even that.
Then I looked further up and saw her blouse; it was barely hanging over her huge 36c size breasts with a deep-cut cleavage in the front. It looked as though it was holding only about 20% of her breasts. My mouth immediately began to water.
Suddenly she stopped in her tracks, only a foot away, and turned around, giving me a 360 of her looks, and asked with a smile, "How do I look?"
As she turned around, I saw her 38 size ass, the ass crack poking just above the lehenga. Her beautiful Venus line was making her even sexier. A thin Dori on her back was holding her blouse. Clearly, she wasn't wearing a bra either.
But the most noticeable part was her hair. It was beautifully coifed so it hung in a cascade of soft black waves, clearly the work of a parlor. When she turned back to face me, I realized she wasn't wearing much makeup. Truth be told, she doesn't require much either.
As I kept watching her with my mouth open, she walked closer to me and asked again, "Don't you like?"
"Y-y-you are looking like a goddess, my dream girl, exactly the way I have imagined countless times on my wedding night."
Rhea ignored my compliment and ordered, "Pull down your pants."
Although I could feel a rudeness in her voice, I felt like obeying her. Mindlessly, I quickly pulled down my pants, revealing my seven-inch dick right in front of my future wife.
She moved close to me, standing only an inch away from me, leaned down and, slowly grasping my dick, asked, "Now, the t-shirt."
"Oh!" I moaned at her touch as I stripped off my shirt.
My eyes were narrowing down as Rhea seductively leaned in and her lips were very close to mine. As we both were about to meet, we suddenly heard a voice. "Rhea?"
She pushed me back like a nobody and answered, "In here."
I fell over onto a sofa, which I had never seen before. Rhea must have set it there only for me. It faced the bed, the perfect spot to watch whatever was going to happen; it would look like a 3D movie.
I focused back on Rhea, but she was intensely looking at the door. I couldn't see who the person was yet, then I heard, "My God, you are looking... looking so sexy."
I still couldn't figure out who the person was. Meanwhile, I saw a pair of hands wrapped around Rhea's neck and she too leaned forward and handed me a bouquet. Then they both started kissing and moving in.
I placed the bouquet aside and looked at the man. I felt like I had lost the floor beneath my feet. It was Rajeev, my new client, whom I had only been working with for a week. I hadn't introduced him to Rhea either, so what was going on?
As far as I could remember, I had let Rajeev fuck Rhea in my fantasy only the day before yesterday. Then how did both know each other in real life?
A thousand such questions arose in my mind. But I had no answers.
Meanwhile, both of them came over to the bed. I thought for a moment, maybe Rajeev would break the kiss and push Rhea onto the bed and then fuck her. But I was wrong. Their kissing phase just got deeper as Rhea opened her mouth and Rajeev started sucking her tongue.
Rhea began to respond and, closing her eyes, she too sucked back in pure hunger, wrapping her hands around his neck. Looking at her hunger, I thought, Rhea would be my wife in a few months, What kind of man was I, letting my future wife kiss and suck someone else right in front of me.
Soon Rajeev moved his hand down, slowly touching her half-out ass cheeks and finally disappearing inside her lehenga. Then he grabbed both her ass cheeks and started squeezing and kept on kissing. Their kiss went on for ten minutes or more.
I watched them sucking each other's saliva from their tongues and started stroking my dick.
Finally, Rajeev moved his hands in front and while still kissing her lips, he undid the knot of her lehenga. The lehenga immediately slipped down onto the floor, leaving my future wife, Rhea completely naked except for her blouse, which was barely holding her heavy breasts.
Rhea weirdly chuckled as she stood naked in front of two men in her bedroom, and for the first time, I could see my wife's naked bottom. Her pitcher-like ass was in my complete view. Rajeev immediately broke the kiss and turned Rhea around to face me. As she did, Rajeev leaned down to her shoulder to kiss her neck, while Rhea stood there closing her eyes, covering her pussy.
I wanted to walk to her and move her hands away, but unfortunately, I wasn't allowed to touch her. But Rajeev was. He moved Rhea's hand up, revealing her shaved cunt to me, and touched between her legs, directly touching her clit as Rhea moaned. It was clearly the first time it was touched by a man, but unfortunately, that man wasn't me, her future husband. It was my new client, whom I barely knew.
As Rajeev started playing with her clit, Rhea, with a weird smile on her face, lowered herself a little, stretched both knees aside, and made a diamond-shaped space to give him complete access.
Rajeev, with his eyes closed, kept kissing her neck and shoulder; his one hand was down between her legs, and his other hand was playing with her breast. Rhea too was moaning and biting her lips. She ran one hand on Rajeev's neck while her other hand moved down to his pants, stroking his dick through the fabric.
I felt a little jealous. Rhea allowed me to touch her breast only one time, on my 24th birthday, but the way Rajeev was molesting her breasts through her blouse, I thought he would rip it open and let her breasts fall right out.
They both kept playing with each other for more than twenty minutes until I felt Rhea trembling. Her breaths were louder and heavier, and she begged, "Ummm, oh Rajeev! You're making me crazy!!! I can't take it anymore, please fuck me."
He paused, turned Rhea around, yanked her hair, and pushed her down to her knees. "What's the hurry, slut? The night only just started."
Hearing the "slut" word from Rajeev, a different kind of excitement arose in my body and my dick became harder. I remembered one time during our phone sex, I called her "slut" and for the next two days, she didn't talk to me. But clearly on that night, being nearly naked on her knees, she didn't feel offended at all. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She knew what Rajeev wanted from her as Rhea pulled his pants down along with his underwear.
He stepped out of the pants and shoved his huge nine-inch dick inside her mouth. Rhea helplessly grabbed both his legs and started taking his dick slowly in. But Rajeev had different plans. Still yanking her hair, he pushed his dick all the way in until his balls hit her chin and started thrusting roughly.
I watched Rhea on her knees, completely naked except for a thin Dori, getting her face fucked roughly. The best part was the mole in the middle of her right ass cheek, making her sexier, and the sight of her beautiful ass crack was making my dick harder by the second. Rhea gagged and saliva started to drip off her chin, yet she didn't object. She let him use her mouth like an object for more than five minutes.
Rajeev fucked her face until Rhea couldn't take any more and tapped his thighs. He finally showed some sort of mercy and let her take his dick out of her mouth, but she held onto it with her hand, not wanting to let go of that huge thing.
Rajeev pulled her hands up, allowing her to stand up, and while kissing her passionately, pushed her onto the bed. They both fell over, Rejeev on top of her. Then breaking the kiss, he moved down to her breasts and licked her cleavage.
Rhea looked me in the eyes arrogantly. I could sense a fire of desire burning in her eyes, as if they were telling me, "Look, you incompetent, how a man should use my body and give pleasure."
I should have felt embarrassed, but I was feeling so turned on that I started stroking my dick furiously. Rhea broke eye contact with me, pulled Rajeev close to her, and started kissing on the lips.
Rajeev responded, but not for long as he moved down, slowly kissing her cleavage, abdomen, navel, groin and finally her pussy. As his tongue touched her clit, she arched her back and, closing her eyes, moaned loudly in pleasure. Rajeev took the opportunity and moved his hands behind her back and undid the Dori.
