Manas Learns to Roc

Ana was a very polite coworker at the client's place where Manas and Garima had been working for a week now. She had been very reserved at first, but had later become very friendly to both Manas and Garima. Ana had been married for a couple of years, but she seemed to have a fun streak when it comes to life.

Manas, who was generally very bad when it comes to identifying people who flirt with him, even he had felt that Ana was trying to charm him. She would always find a reason to keep coming to his desk with one or the other pretext. She usually wore a very low-cut blouse and would always stand with her upper body resting on her elbows on top of his cubicle separator, giving him a very good view of her cleavage. She was a petite lady, with fairly big boobs, giving her a very attractive cleavage; also, she never seemed to wear a bra underneath as he could never spot one.

Garima had noticed how Ana would talk to Manas and be around him. It was very clear to Garima that Ana had a crush on Manas. It made her a little possessive, but also proud that she is the one who gets to be with Manas, and not Ana. Especially after the incident with the massage, she had been wanting to make the next move, but Manas had been avoiding anything other than work talk with her. He had also refused walks on the beach, or any other activity she had suggested on their way back from work the following week. He looked to be a little embarrassed, also a lot more reserved. Garima wanted to somehow break this and get back to the comfort zone they were in before the day at the spa.

31st December was just around the corner, and Garima was trying to think of how she could convince Manas to go out to celebrate the new year. She did not want to spend the night at a hotel, especially in this party town, when thousands of people would be having a great time welcoming the new year. She did not know how to breach the subject and make it not appear like she is asking him out on a date.

The office was deserted today as many people were out of office enjoying the holidays, and even those who had come to work had left early, leaving just a few behind. Garima and Manas were discussing something official when Ana walked in.

"It's good to catch both of you together. I am having a small party for the new year at home. I would like to invite both of you to the party; it is not a fancy one, it's more of a private gathering with a few of our friends. My husband Carlos has heard a lot about you, Manas, from me; he has sent a special invite to you!" invited Ana.

Manas was surprised that Ana had brought him up at home, especially with her husband; he thought maybe Ana is just being polite about her invitation. Garima was happy that now she would be able to party, even though not in one of the clubs she had in mind, but still, it is better than spending the night alone in her room. She was considering the prospect of dragging Manas out to one of the clubs on their way back from the party.

Manas was inquisitive and he asked Ana what sort of party they were planning and would it be out of place for him to attend, as he did not know any of Ana's friends.

Ana was quick to persuade Manas, saying he wouldn't feel out of place at all; it was a small gathering with just two more of their friends, along with Manas and Garima. She also mentioned she lives very close to the beach and also not very far from the hotel where Manas was staying; they could easily walk to her place.

Manas looked at Garima, and Garima instantly accepted Ana's invite with a beaming smile. "We would be very happy to visit you," declared Garima.

Manas was actually surprised how liberally Garima had used the pronoun "we." It actually brought a smile to his face.

Ana looked very happy with the outcome. She gave Garima a hug and playfully mentioned, "Be ready for some exciting games, you two."

It was the 31st of December, and the party was supposed to start at 8 pm. Manas was ready by 7 pm. He was wearing a casual tee along with blue jeans. He always felt comfortable in this attire, and also his traveling wardrobe was pretty light when it comes to casual clothes. Manas and Garima had agreed to meet at 7:30, so that they can walk to Ana's place in time for the party. Manas was ready 30 minutes early, as he usually is. He texted Garima he is ready.

Garima instantly replied, "What?, it is just 7 pm, I haven't even started getting ready."

It was a partial lie. She had been shopping in the morning, finding a nice dress for the party, and also had visited a beauty salon to get her nails and hair done. As she was shopping for a dress, she was smitten by a pair of lacy hipster panties, which she had grabbed without even thinking. She was looking forward to dressing up for the evening and had been working on her outfit and her look all afternoon.

"I will go for a stroll on the beach and be back by 7:30," said Manas's text.

Manas stepped onto the beach; it looked really early; there were hardly any partygoers. He could see a bunch of people setting up their shacks and eateries. Manas reflected on the year and how far he had come that year. He remembered his conversation about Garima's boobs in the cafeteria, his embarrassment, the incident with the saree draping, and of course, the massage. He was married and had been faithful to his wife, but the incidents in the recent past had been tempting to say the least. His wife Sanjana was more of an adventurous kind, who looked forward to spicing up their sex lives; however, Manas had always been a sober kind.

Manas was back to the hotel at 7:30 pm; there were no signs of Garima at the lobby as decided earlier. In fact, the lobby was empty other than the receptionist.

"Where are you?" Manas was a little annoyed as he asked Garima on the phone.

Garima, knowing Manas's punctuality, was almost ready and she told him she would be down in 5 minutes.

Garima had carefully chosen every item of her look, and she felt satisfied as she looked at herself in the mirror that day. What she looked forward to more was Manas's reaction.

Manas could not take his eyes off her as she came down the elevator. She was wearing this light pistachio green colored dress which hung just above her knee. It had a halter neck which highlighted her bosom. She was looking stunning. He could not take his eyes off her.

Garima found what she was looking for in his eyes. For the first time, she saw admiration and randiness in his eyes for her. She was so happy with the effect; her cheeks turned a little red.

Manas could not hold down a compliment, and it came naturally to his lips.
"You look gorgeous," said Manas, and immediately held his tongue with a little embarrassment.

"Thank you," beamed Garima.

Looking at her attire, Manas realized walking was out of the question. He told her he will order a cab. He could still not take his eyes off her as she made her way back to the sofa to wait; he could see how shapely her ass looked in the dress. He had seen her ass naked before, but for sure this looked sexier than the naked one.

Ana and Carlos came out to the door to receive us. Carlos looked a little older, almost my age. Ana looked a lot younger next to him. Almost as young as Garima next to me. Ana was wearing a really short, off-the-shoulder dress. She was looking exotic. Carlos, on the other hand, was wearing casual linen grey trousers with a black shirt. Carlos gave me and Garima a handshake, but I could see the pleasant surprise on his face when he had his first look at Garima. He must have seen what every man would see, someone who looked very beautiful and sexy at the same time. Ana, on the other hand, was looking beautiful and charming, but it looked like there was no spark in me for her. Ana welcomed Garima with a hug and then, without hesitation, gave me a tight hug as a welcome. I could clearly feel her boobs pressing against my chest, and her hands were very close to give my butt a squeeze. It did not really feel like an innocent hug. I had my eyes on reactions from Carlos and Garima; they were both talking to each other and did not seem to notice what went on between us.

We were led into a well-decorated courtyard. Carlos must have been very wealthy. The décor looked antique, yet with modern amenities. They had arranged a sitting area by the poolside; it looked very comfortable with poolside sofas with a fireplace at the center of it. They had a bar set closer to the pool and a barbecue and an outdoor kitchen by the pool. In all, it looked like a pretty cozy party setting.

As we were led to the sofa, we met another couple; they looked Asian. The lady introduced herself as Gloria, and her husband was Juan. They were from the Philippines. Gloria had a very good mixture of Asian and Latino features; she had the flawless skin of Asians, but the deep black eyes of the Spanish; she must have had 34C boobs and a big, curvy ass. She was wearing a long white dress, which really hugged her body. Juan looked more at ease, with a pair of shorts and a white tee. They already had a glass of wine in their hands.

Ana handed me and Garima a glass of red wine. I was surprised how Ana would know about my choice, as Juan had a glass of white in his hands. Garima looked at me with surprise; maybe she did not think I drink; I always get this puzzled look when people first see me at ease with my drinks. Garima, on the other hand, seemed to be pretty new to drinking, or maybe it was just my misconception.

Ana told us they were expecting just another couple who were already on their way. Carlos asked Ana to give us a tour of their house as we were visiting them for the first time. Ana led me and Garima through the courtyard into their house. The place was relatively small compared to the large outdoor space. It had a small living area and kitchen attached to it. The décor throughout was exquisite. As we went inside, we were led into an upper floor which looked like a bedroom. This was quite large, with an unusually huge bed. It could easily host four to six people and also had large, full-length windows overlooking the courtyard. They had a TV on the ceiling, or was it a mirror? We couldn't make out. There was an attached bathroom, with a huge jacuzzi and a big shower area. Carlos and Ana seemed to have good taste when it comes to decorating their place.

As Ana was walking ahead of us, taking us through the house, her extremely short dress was riding up behind her, showing her tight ass in a red thong. The thong was so tiny that her ass cheeks were fully visible. Garima wondered that Manas must be seeing this too, as he was walking just beside her and behind Ana. Garima tried to take a peek at Manas's eye, and there was no doubt, Manas had been looking at her ass, but suddenly shifted his gaze to the rest of the house.

By the time we came back to the courtyard, the other couple had also arrived. Diversity looked like the theme for this party, as the other couple were French. Sophie introduced herself and her husband Andre to me and Manas. Andre had those perfect French features; he had a distinctive nose and very expressive eyes. He was dressed in semi-formal grey slacks and a white shirt. Sophie, on the other hand, was wearing a French-style square-neck blue dress which looked like a delicate chiffon. The texture of her dress and her skin both were glowing. It was very clear from her clothes that she was not wearing a bra, as her nipples clearly poked out of her dress, and it looked like for the people around it was a norm. So no one was giving it a second look, except Manas.

As Sophie gave him a friendly hug on introduction, Manas must have got a closer look at her bust, as I could see that he was completely avoiding eye contact with her and was focusing all his gaze on Andre. He avoided looking at her as much as he could. I was actually having fun looking at Manas being miserable. This erotic undercurrent was sexually stimulating me, and I was loving it.

After a few rounds of wine, people were seeing the effect of wine on themselves. Manas too was losing some of his inhibitions and was talking more freely now. Garima had stopped at one glass of wine, but the other women had not. The topics which started with politics and sports had moved on to more interesting ones like vacations, pet peeves, mood enhancers, etc.

Ana came up to me to refill my glass and looked a tad tipsy. She lost her balance but steadied herself; in the process, she ended up sitting on my lap. The first thought that came to my mind was the ass I had seen an hour before in those tiny thongs; now she was sitting in my lap, laughing and trying to pour me a drink. I must have got a little hard, and she might have felt it, as she turned towards me and smiled big time before getting up. She announced to the gathering...

"Let's play a game!"

Gloria and Sophie agreed in chorus, and the guys seemed to be looking forward to this, as they were very enthusiastic. Garima looked at me, as if she had the same question.

"Don't worry, it's not a difficult game; it's just for fun. I'm sure you'll enjoy it," said Ana.

Carlos asked Ana to confirm if Manas and Garima also wanted to play.

"Of course, they want to," answered Ana on our behalf.

"What game is this?" asked Garima.

"Haven't you seen spin the bottle? It's just the same, but for grown-ups," said Ana.

A kissing game. Garima was a little apprehensive; Manas was clear about skipping it. Manas excused himself, saying he didn't want to play. Garima was silent, trying to see where this was going.

Ana, without hesitation, sat in Manas's lap and confronted him. "Ah, don't be shy, we're all adults here. We won't force you to do anything you don't want to do, but come on, be a sport. We'll never get to spend another New Year's with you and Garima, and I assume you'll have fun. Garima wants to play too; why do you want to deny her the fun? I very much look forward to all the fun and thrills of this game with you; don't say no."

Manas looked at Garima to see her reaction. Garima gave a slight nod, based on which Manas agreed to play.

"How is the game for grown-ups? Is it just spin the bottle and share a kiss between the people it lands on?" Andre asked.

Carlos walked up to his room and brought a game box. As he opened the lid, an electronic spinner bottle was revealed. It also had a black bag, which he removed and kept to the side, and then placed the electronic spinner at the center of the desk. Carlos explained that the game was simple: a push button spins the bottle, and wherever the bottle head stops, that person has to pick an activity from the black bag. Almost all of the activities in the bag are two-person activities; the person can look at the activity and choose the person with whom he/she wants to do the activity. The person who has been picked cannot refuse.

Manas was getting second thoughts about what he was getting into. Garima, on the other hand, was afraid of what might happen.

"Everybody ready?" asked Ana.

Carlos didn't even wait for the answer; he had already spun the machine for the first time.

The spinner stopped at Juan. He looked pretty excited to be the first winner. He eagerly went up to the bag and drew a folded card. Carlos asked him to read it aloud, and it read, "Caress a lovely butt." It was hard to make out if he was disappointed or delighted at what he had got. He playfully looked around the group, making sure he stopped to gaze at every woman's face. He announced, "It's fair to start with the hostess; I chose Ana's lovely butt," and looked at Carlos's face. Carlos raised his glass as if to say, "Cheers." Ana seemed to love all the attention. She walked over to where Juan was sitting, turned around, and casually flipped her dress up, exposing her buttocks in a thong for the entire group to see. It began in a comical way, but now all the guys were slightly turned on, looking at those buttocks. She had a really tight ass, and it was very small; one could actually see the bottom of her vagina. Juan took his time as he gently caressed her ass, and once from top to bottom, and then on the way up, casually let his fingers glide past her crack, to which she let out a fake "oomph."

Garima was beginning to get aroused by the possibilities unfolding beside her. She wanted Manas to do things to her, but not anyone else, but the rest of them were equally charming. She had had an eye on Andre; he looked like the sophisticated French man she had watched in many movies. Would Manas get jealous, she wondered?

Next, the spinner stopped at Andre. He looked a little aloof as he walked up to the desk to pick up his card. "Swap a piece of clothing," read the card. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and started gazing around; this was received with loud boos. He chuckled and put it back; he chose Gloria. "I would like to swap my underwear," said Andre in French-accented English. "Aha! I would love to see that!" jeered Ana. Gloria looked at Andre and said, "Follow me," as she led him to the nearest washroom.

Manas was very nervous now. He was worried about what he would have to do and how he would do it in front of Garima. He was so nervous that he gulped a full glass of wine to calm his nerves.

Gloria and Andre walked out smiling; it was clear Gloria wasn't enjoying a manly touch down there.

Juan teased Gloria about whether they swapped them standing next to each other, to which she was quick to reply that they had to do it facing each other, and they both ended that banter with a big guffaw.

The spinner was spun again; this time it stopped on Garima. She was extremely nervous as she walked up to the desk. "Send a dirty text"; she was kind of relieved that it wasn't a very difficult task. She looked around and said she didn't have anyone's number. That wasn't actually true; she had Manas's and Ana's, and I guess she didn't want to choose either of them. Ana handed her the phone numbers of everyone in the group. Garima chose the easy way out; she texted Ana.

Ana heard a beep on her phone, and her face lit up. She hadn't expected Garima to pick a girl for her activity. Ana read the message aloud: "I want to take you to the salty seas, rip our clothes off, and as we walk into the waves in the moonlight, naked, with waves caressing our pussies, I would like to give you an orgasm that Carlos couldn't ever dream of giving you."

Garima was turning red as everyone heard her text. She began to think everyone would be picturing them both doing the very same thing she had mentioned in the text, and that thought actually turned her on and at the same time embarrassed her. There were a couple of "ahem's" heard, and Manas seemed to have liked what he had heard, or maybe it was the wine; he looked like he was having a good time. His bulge was clearly visible now, as was the bulge for all the other guys.

It was time for another spin; this time the spinner stopped on Manas. This was what Garima had been waiting for; she wanted Manas to pick her, whatever the activity turned out to be. Manas announced, "I will skip my turn." "The rules said people cannot refuse to be part of the activity; it never said winners couldn't skip their turn." Manas seemed to have found a loophole in the rule; he was good with such things.

Ana just walked up to Manas, put her arms around his neck, and playfully threatened him that if he didn't pick up the card, she would need to do a naked protest. Manas actually didn't know if she was kidding or if she would really do it. He just smiled and walked up to the desk. He read it out.

"Using your foot, turn me on." Ah, this was getting interesting. Manas was torn; Ana had been charming, Sophie had looked the best, Gloria was the kind he really liked, and Garima--well, that was a different ball game. He finally chose Gloria.