Biju watched in awe as Sheila stood in front of the mirror getting ready for an outing. She was wearing a red bra that revealed her ample breasts. A thin gold chain with a massive pendant glittering with diamonds was hanging between her boobs. The blouse was pretty low cut and Biju could see the huge pendant rest deeply between the glorious breasts he had the pleasure of sucking many times in the past month. Biju was jealous of the pendant. He wished he could be resting his lips there and sucking on those nipples. Sheila was done painting her lips and he immediately had an erection looking straight at her. Her lips were painted a fiery red and had a special glow that he had never seen them exude.
"Are you going out somewhere?" Biru asked feeling a bit jealous.
Sheila smiled at him and teasingly said,"Yes. I have a business meeting with Mr Mishra. We are going out and may come back here if he wishes."
Biju persisted,"Could you not meet here instead?"
"Oh yes honey. We will come back and all have some fun," Sheila winked.
Biju was not sure what fun the three of them could have together.
She instructed him to paint his toe nails with a color matching her finger nails while she sat on the chair and flipping through a magazine. Biju sat on the floor and carefully started to paint her nails making sure the paint stayed in between the nails. He wondered who this Mr Mishra was. Probably just a businessman who wanted to buy her land which had a prime location. He had often seen a couple of men arrive in fancy cars and offer Sheila a hefty sum of money for her land in addition to a flat in New Delhi but Sheila was holding off for a bigger price. But Biju could not understand why she was getting so dressed up. Biju was lost in his thoughts when he was brought back to the present by Sheila's yelling in his ear. He had apparently knocked the bottle of Revlon on the cement floor.
"Where are you lost? Go clean it right now! And then finish painting my nails," Sheila yelled at him.
Sheila had picked out a red one piece western dress that Mr Mishra especially liked. He loved watching movies of western women in tight dresses. The dress was backless and extremely low cut. She wanted to display ample cleavage to excite him and maybe even offer a little more than she expected. She wanted Mishra to sign the deal that offered her 20% more than anyone else had but that was not all. She wanted him to be so turned on and that he would say no to anything. Moreover Mishra's conservative wife would never wear a dress like this. She had even bought matching red high heels from Delhi to go with the dress. Sheila rubbed ample lotion on her full arms to make them glisten.
When Sheila saw Mishra at the restaurant that claimed to serve Mexican food, she wondered how the next couple of hours would pass. He was not an attractive man by any means. Short, stocky with greying hair pushed all the way back. He was wearing a grey shirt with dark blue strips that was unbuttoned half way down. His several gold chains were hanging on his neck semi hidden in his bushy chest. She found hairy men ugly. Sheila loved smooth young men who she could twist around her long fingers , men who would dance to her tune,and stay under the heels of her feet.
She could see Mishra was spell bound by her appearance. He could not find much to say during the first few minutes. He kept glancing nervously hoping no one would see him. The only words they uttered were to the waiter as they ordered snacks and drinks. Sheila ordered a vodka with orange juice that she had no intention of consuming. Mishra ordered a whisky and then 5 minutes later another. Before they had made any meaningful conversation, he had managed to get drunk and was yelling at the waiters for no reason. In his drunken stupor, he even promised to leave his wife for her. Sheila kept ordering more drinks as Mishra got closer to her feeling her arms.
Biju had almost dozed off waiting for Sheila when he heard laughing in the room next door. He immediately got up curious to see what was going on. As he entered the room, he saw Sheila playfully laughing with this middle aged man who had gold rings on all his fingers. and was playing with his mistress's neck. He was massaging it slowly as Sheila rubbed her nails through his hair. Both of them stopped when they saw Biju.
Sheila told him to bring some Coke with a ice cubes in it. Biju went into the kitchen but could barely control himself. He slammed the fridge door hard as he put the Coke bottle back in. He could not believe Sheila was flirting with this wretched animal who looked like a ravenous monster with his gold chains and rings and his hands on his mistress's neck. As he was taking the two glasses of bubbly dark liquid inside, he had wicked idea. He spit a couple of times in one of the glasses and then stirred it with his finger which he was sure he had not washed after doing all the dishes just an hour back.
Back in the room, Sheila had still not managed to get Mishra to sign the papers which would give her close to over 2 million dollars for all the land her husband had left her. Mishra was drunk but he was still a tough businessman. Sheila realized that she may have to actually sleep with this obnoxious businessman to get out of this wretched life and join her brother in the United States who was also sponsoring her green card. When Biju came in, she had an idea.
