This is an incident that occurred before preity and I were married. I had met her in Delhi, India soon after I had graduated. I was there looking for a job and Preity was from Delhi but she lived alone and she too has just graduated. I met her at a family affair and we connected instantly. I knew she had a gorgeous body even under the baggy clothes that she was wearing the first time I saw her.
Soon after, we were going out and a little later we were sleeping together and it was amazing sex. Preity had been a virgin but she learned quickly and turned out to be a tigress in bed. To describe Preity, she's 5'4 with silky black hair that falls just below her shoulder. She has 34C breasts that look way too big on her lithe body. It was often hard for her to wear even simple tops without looking slutty. She has a firm and round butt that end in the longest and most toned legs that I had ever seen. Her skin had a permanent tan. To put it simply - she was totally fuckable. It was hard to believe that with a body like that she hadn't already been fucked by someone during a drunken party....
Anyway, the time I'm talking about, we had been going out for a year. She had been invited to a friend’s party in celebration of his getting hitched. It wasn't a bachelor party as much as it was an excuse for old college buddies to meet up and get drunk. Since I didn't know the guy, I didn't intend to go. Preity was going and said she'd be late coming home and since her place was closer, she'd just get someone to drop her home instead of coming back to my place. I didn't like the thought of her riding with drunken guys in the middle of the night so I told her that I'd just pick her up. Its not that I thought someone would try to get into her pants (not that they wouldn't either) or that she'd fool around, I trusted her completely, I was just scared that she'd land up in a ditch because some yahoo thought he could drive after tanking a gallon of beer.
She dropped by at home before leaving for the party. She was wearing a white skirt that I had bought her. It fit her tight around the hips and ass and didn’t leave much room for anything more than a tiny thong. It ended an inch or two above her knees. It was pretty transparent and Preity would often forego the underwear when she wore it out with me. She knew how horny it got me to think of her naked bald pussy under the skirt. She was wearing an off the shoulder top and you could see her bra straps. The top looked slutty as usual despite being pretty modest. There was nothing slutty about the top, but her breasts just stood out like she wanted them to be touched. I was feeling rather frisky and gave her a nice long kiss before she left for the club. The party was starting by 9 and she thought I should come and pick her up by about 1230 or so, but I should call her on her cell before I left.
When I got to the club by around 1230, I realised I had forgotten to call her. I met one of her girlfriends outside the club and after a short chat went inside to find Preity. The club was surprisingly packed. It wasn't hard to find her, her skirt was glowing in the dark like all whites did under Club lights. Preity was standing with a bunch of her friend near a corner, all guys as usual and it looked like she had had one drink too many. The party looked like it was in full swing and she didn’t look ready to leave so I decided to get myself a drink. As I looked around I wondered how many of these guys had tried to get into bed with preity. It’s not like they hadn't tried. I remember one story she told me.
While in college, one of her classmates- Rahul was over at her place to study. He wasn't the college stud but was good looking and worked out hard. He had a decent body and had a reputation for being quite a good lover. She had been a virgin then but even virgins get horny. She started to flirt with him. Just a few innuendoes about how “hard” the course was and how “hot” this summer was and that she would love to just sit naked all day. She noticed his erection and that made her hornier. She liked the effect she had on men and especially the effect she was having on this one.
They were sitting in her drawing room across each other. As they were discussing the subject, Preity kept leaning over to look at the book and she caught him looking down her blouse. She was really horny by then and she was about ready to fuck him right there and then. She excused herself to change. She put on a tight top with spaghetti straps and shorts that left nothing to the imagination. The shorts were more like hot pants and the top was tight, short and made of thin material. When she stretched, you could see her exposed belly and her nipples were visible anyway. She decided it was too hot and a couple of cold cocktails were in order. She went light on hers but pretended to get drunk really quickly.
She was waiting for him to make the first move but eventually she asked him to come and sit next to her since it would be easier to look into the book at the same time. For his reputation, Rahul was quite a pussy cat. She was almost yelling out to be fucked and he hadn't even made his move yet. She moved up closer to him and rested her hands on his thighs. He still didn't seem to get a clue or the fact that Preity was one of the smarter girls in the college who didn't allow guys to use her like a fuck toy kept him at bay.
