Her experience parallels a fantasy she enjoyed with her husband.
A flash story.
Leeann and I, her husband John, are into fantasies inside our bedroom, but do not involve other people. We recently pretended that another man had driven Leeann to a social function that she desperately wanted to attend. She had no invitation, but he did, and I was out of town. Naturally we ignored how foolish that might seem in real life.
She greatly enjoyed meeting the famous female guest of honor whom she greatly admired. Afterward she felt quite grateful to the man who was to drive her home. He wanted to stop and pick something up at a friend's on the way to our house. When they got there she headed inside with him rather than sit alone in his car.
When he surprisingly gave her a friendly kiss, she got suspicious, but accepted it as just friendly. But, once inside his friend wasn't home, and he became so aggressive that he soon had her panties off and his fingers were working her pussy. Maybe not realistic, but as I pretended to be the man, Leeann soon capitulated to the fingering, then enjoyed my cock driving deeply into her. As I fucked her she came while pretending he was inside her. She repeatedly called out his name as she came over and over.
Silly, but we both had a great and sexy time.
Keep this sort of thing in mind as I describe an event from Leeann's trip to India last year. To keep this simple I'll omit all but her attendance at a private wedding.
Leeann traveled with a group of older women. I had to stay home and work. She was almost the youngest, and by far the prettiest.
Their first day in New Delhi she was invited by their local guide Ram, an attractive young man, to attend a wedding with him that night. Quite an honor for a tourist, and Leeann appreciated that and said so. She dressed up and rode on the back of his scooter. Seeing the Indian wedding made her whole trip!
Afterward as they walked out to his scooter to return, she realized she had no idea where they were, and she was completely dependent on him. He needed to stop at a friend's on the way back to the hotel!
Oh, shit.
Inside she stood between Ram and Inder, the friend, who had each taken hold of her hand. Ram was about twenty and Inder around twenty five, both younger than Leeann.
"Leeann," said Ram in a deep voice. "We figure you might owe us each a kiss!" Why would she owe Ram a kiss, never mind Inder?